BETWEEN THE CEO AND MAFIA 2

I Need Your Help

Srek

The bathroom door is open. Bayu just finished his morning bathing ritual. His body still looks wet. The remaining water droplets from her hair also flowed down her muscular athletic curves. A towel wrapped around his waist.

Glanced at the bed, there Prita was still sound asleep. I don't know when the woman will wake up. Last night, he had no reaction. He sleeps like a dead man just breathing. Even though just gulping down one sloki of wine can make it that way. It's dangerous.

Bayu walked towards the dresser. He looked at the stitches in his left chest on the top. It still looks red and bruised. Added to one more collection of sharp weapon scars strewn on his body.

The former shot he got about a week ago when he visited his club Bubu Baba. The perpetrator is still chasing. If he is caught, he will shoot him on the spot. Because of that person he lost the moment to meet with Prita and Daniel. It's unforgivable.

"Eum.... "

Bayu looked towards the bed. Prita started to squirm her body. His feet are very naughty. The blanket that last night Bayu pairs covering his body has now been eliminated. Until it looks like smooth thighs that seem to ask dielus. The underside of the revealing shirt shows up ************ in white. Again, the wood must shake. The woman was not careful. Why not wear a short pant.

Seeing the woman who kept moving on her bed seemed to invite her to come closer. It's still morning and the woman's been fishing for it.

Bayu walked closer to the bed. His intention of changing the bandage on his wound he aborted. It is more pleasant to look at the face of the woman who is now lying under her. The lips are like asking to be kissed.

Without further ado, he instantly fused their lips together. Upper lip and lower lip it****** soft as if enjoying a marshmallow.

"Aah!"

Prita was suffocated in shock. He reflexively pushed the body of Bayu on top of it until it fell backward. Prita is in a sitting position and has now woken up.

"Aah!" he shouted again when he realized there was Bayu in front of him in a bare chest condition just wearing a towel on his waist. Prita closed her own eyes.

"Why? As you just saw."

"Can't you wear clothes first?" Prita still closed her eyes.

"I just finished my bath and want to change the bandage on my wound."

Hearing the word wound, Prita lowered her hand from the face. "Wounds?" tanyakanya.

Bayu pointed to the left chest that still had the gunshot scar.

"That's why?"

"Because of the shot." Bayu replied casually.

"Again?"

"Yes.... "

Bayu smile. The look in his eyes led to the bottom of Prita that had been revealed perfectly.

"Aah!" Prita who noticed her clothes were open immediately picked up a blanket to cover her up.

"Why closed? Nice, right?"

Prita remembered something important but she forgot. His brain thought for a moment.

"Oh my goodness! Daniel!"

"Where are you going?" Bayu held Prita's hand that was about to come down from the bed.

"What time is it?"

"Once 6am."

"I have to go back to the hospital. Last night I left Daniel with Leta. They must be confused I'm not coming home."

"I've been calling Leta all night. You don't have to worry."

Prita breathed a sigh of relief.

Bayu back crawling up. Prita pushed him back to lie on the bed. Both hands were placed on the sides of Prita's body so that the woman did not go anywhere. Prita put on a cautious attitude. Today he was in a wolf cage that would probably pounce on him.

"Tell me, why did you go to the club last night wearing this kind of outfit? You want to tease another guy?"

Bayu brought his face closer to Prita's. His gaze was so intimate. Prita held Bayu's chest in order not to get any closer.

"You wanna play naughty widow?"

"Whatchu mean? I went there looking for you."

Bayu scrunched his forehead, "Searching for me?"

Prita nodded.

"You missed me?"

"No."

"Why look for me?"

"Do you remember what happened last night at the club."

Prita was shocked. Right, last night he was at the club. Why are you in the room with Bayu now? He remembered everything that happened last night.

He entered the club, ordered a mocktail and met a man named Rafa. Thanks to Rafa he was able to meet the owner of the club, but not Bayu, but a man named Roy. The man told him to drink a glass of wine, before long his head felt dizzy and finally he did not remember anything.

"How can I be here.... "

"You don't remember?"

Prita.

"With your appearance like this, my men almost fucked you. If Alex hadn't been there, you might have spun drunken men there."

Prita gulps. He really doesn't remember anything because of a glass of wine.

"You lonely?" whisky Bayu.

Prita's reflexes push strong Bayu's chest.

"Ah, ****!" aspersion.

Prita's hand thrusts right into his scar. Fresh blood flowed from there.

"It's your own fault, why do you behave like that. Where's medicine?"

"On the table." Bayu held his own wound.

Prita took the medicine box from the table and again approached Bayu on his bed. He cleans the wild blood carefully.

"Next time don't go into a place like that again."

"If you don't have to, you don't want to go there either."

"Is it so important to see me?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"Why not call me?"

"I don't know your nonor's cell phone."

"Then, at least meet me at the company."

"I don't know your company either."

Bayu flabbergasted. The woman he likes doesn't know anything about him.

"Then, why do you know that I'm the owner of the club?"

"Because it fits perfectly with your personality. A man like you would choose a job according to his passion."

Mayu could not help but laugh. Prita doesn't know he has any other business than a nightclub. Moreover, the business he runs is owned by Prita's father.

"Hahaha. Wherever you know my job, it seems like the person who told you hates me so much. I have to blacklist you so I can't come back there or my other club."

"And don't try drinking alcohol in such a place."

"So what are you saying? Why would you see me."

Prita stopped holding Bayu's wound after he finished putting a plaster on it.

"I need your help."

Bayu frowned, "Help? What kind of help?"

Prita was silent for a moment, gathering guts to talk. "I need your seed."

Bayu melongo heard Prita's words. Is that woman still drunk

"What's? the seed? Wh-wh-what for? Plain face like this you're naughty too, huh? Oh My God! What the hell were you asking for? Try repeating again?"

Prita knows she's being teased by Bayu. "I want you to donate your seeds. I need to carry your child again."

"The doctor said, Daniel could be cured with his newborn sister's placenta."

"Why don't we just get married?"

Bayu's words made him fall silent? Be married? With Bayu? It was something that was never in his dreams. Even if he had to have another child, he chose to have children through the path of insemination.

Marriage is not simple. Combine two different heads into one. There will be many different thoughts. In the end, there will be incompatibility and separation.