Asmara Anastasia

Covert Plans

"What are your plans, then, for her?" asked a stocky man with a bulging stomach, sipping vodka from a crystal glass while looking at the scantily dressed woman who was swaying spoiled in her arms.

"Many" answered the woman, rubbing the gentle man's stomach.

"much? Anything?" The man felt the words of the woman who had become his mistress in recent years.

I heard the woman laughing. Maybe the level of sanity gradually disappeared due to several bottles of alcohol that he had managed to digest.

Sarah is occasionally making fun of it. In Broto's apartment, her husband sir, she often spends time just channeling desire or partying alcohol.

"Follow my tracks."

"You mean?" Broto frowned. The middle-aged man thought for a moment. "As a grown-up male model?"

"No. It's not wrong anymore." Sarah laughed so hard that she filled the quiet room.

Broto was only able to shake his head. On the other hand, he expects the same. Anastasya is beautiful, she is still very young. As a famous producer who has been poor in the film industry, he knows very well the muffled talent that the beautiful girl has outside of the world of models.

"Did he know your real job?" Broto leaned his face towards Sarah who was still swaying spoiled on her shoulder. Kissing the top of the head repeatedly, inhaling the soft aroma of shampoo on the hair of the woman who is still half wet.

Sarah looks up, releases the grip on her betel husband's arm, then rises to refill her empty crystal glass with alcohol.

"To her knowledge, I was just a regular magazine model. Didn't you know that she's just a plain, innocent country girl. It's not hard to bring him a little playful, with the lure of fame and money." Lopsidedly smiles. Sarah was very sure of his words.

"I honestly don't expect Ana to be in Wiratama management. At first I was just joking around to get her into the modeling agency, hoping she'd fail the audition and be nowhere, because she's in debt to me." Sarah pauses speech. Sighing deeply, supplying oxygen into his body and then exhaling slowly.

"Honey, reality is not what I want. The girl even won awards and entered in the three best models of Wiratama management."

"Don't I tell you right from the start that she's not just a girl." Broto. Light a cigarette, then suck it in. Enjoy the essence of tobacco with a mixture of smoke that fills the oral cavity as well as the nose.

"Why, are you interested in that village girl?" Sarah stared intently at Broto who was swept away in her world. A cigarette with a glass of alcohol became his best friend when tired of saying hello.

"Why silence? Let's answer, do you like Ana?" The woman with less material clothes asked cynically. His face was grim for a moment.

"Yes, I like it."

Sarah clenched her hands.

"But just like, nothing more." Broto pulled Sarah's hand until she fell on her lap.

"There's nothing I want more than you, baby," whispered the affectionate Broto right in Sarah's earlobe. The woman smiled proudly. Not wanting to let go of the victim, he replied by kissing both cheeks of his sir husband.

"You must know how big our struggle is up to this stage. So don't think of anything" said Broto softly. Making Sarah nod and hug the middle-aged man tightly.

In the man's arms, in his heart, Sarah was fed up. If not for his brilliant career and the abundant money offered, it is impossible for him to be the wife of a series of old man who is commensurate with the age of his father.

It's just that the demands of the big city lifestyle force her to become a cheap woman by offering herself to rich men who thirst for caresses.

Her career as a model was only a cover for her personal scandal as the wife of a famous film producer in the capital.

In addition, Sarah does work as a magazine model, but not an ordinary magazine but an adult magazine that often shows Aurat in every shooting session.

The beautiful face is also the innocence of Anastasya apparently wants Sarah to use to achieve her goals. Make the girl a business field, extort, and use it under the pretext of repaying the debt of gratitude.

From the beginning Sarah was deliberately facilitating all the needs of Anastasya to willingly accommodate in her apartment. Certainly not without reason. He wanted Anasrasya's life to be in the shadow of him. Until the girl was powerless to resist her wishes.

Seriate...

If anyone asks. Who the hell is Sarah? How did he use Anastasya?

😁😁😁😁 Try rereading "Jet Two CEO Rings" in the early chapters. Sarah's name was also written there, brother. Happy reading😘😍