BETWEEN THE CEO AND THE MAFIA

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Prita looked at the atmosphere of Kota J from behind the window of Bayu's apartment. The atmosphere of the large apartment was very quiet. There's only her there. Unlike the mansion he occupied before which there were many servants. Here he must serve himself.

Although he was alone, but of course he could not escape anywhere. Bayu's menkaga right in front of the door of his apartment. Not to mention, every corner of the room has CCTV that will watch him 24 hours.

Prita could only sigh. His life was not much different from prison. There is no freedom. There is only coercion and restraint.

Bayu wants to give everything he asks except to ask to be released. Bayu often gave her expensive jewelry. There are dozens of boxes neatly arranged in his closet. All of this means nothing to him. He just wants to be separated from the human named Bayu.

Clamps!

Prita was shocked by the sound of the door opening. Bayu came still in a work suit that he was wearing this morning.

Bayu smile. Soon he approached Prita who was still leaning against the glass window.

Cup

Bayu landed a kiss on Prita's forehead. He hugged the body of a woman who all day made him feel immediately want to go home.

"Have you come home?" ask Prita curiously. It's still noon. Usually Bayu always come home at night or early in the morning.

"Yes, I missed you. So, I'm home quick." Bayu tightened his embrace.

'Uh.. not again!' inner Prita. He still felt the pain of Bayu treatment yesterday which made him fall asleep exhausted to not know that he had been transferred to J City. He thought he might not be able to do it if Bayu asked him again.

Bayu took off his embrace. He raised Prita's chin to look at her, "You want to go for a walk?" ask with a smile.

Prita widened his eyes, not believing what he was hearing. A walk? All this time even Bayu just wanted to lock him in the house so he did not run away.

"Would you like to see a movie? Shopping? See festifal? Or at the zoo? I can accompany you today."

Prita rolled her eyes to the right and left. He was still in doubt about what he had just heard.

Bayu scrunched his forehead. He was surprised that the woman did not respond to his question. In fact, today he deliberately took the time to take his woman for a walk. For almost a month he kept her at home.

Bayu brought his face closer to Prita's ear, "Do you want to spend time in the room with me?" goda.

Prita immediately retreated a few steps away from Bayu. He shook his head.

Bayu smirked, "I think you want to repeat yesterday. I won't refuse."

Bayu again approached Prita. He held both of the woman's arms, but he got a little rejection.

"Don't, I beg you. It still hurts." Prita held Bayu. He spoke honestly while bowing his head.

Bayu stopped the action. He immediately petrified to hear Prita's honesty. This time he felt guilty.

Bayu hugged Prita gently, "I'm sorry. I won't be rude to you anymore as long as you want to obey me." rubbed Prita's hair down.

"Prepare. I'm gonna change my clothes and take you for a walk."

Bayu left Prita after tucking his forehead and rubbing his hair. He immediately entered the room to change his work clothes with more relaxed clothes.

Meanwhile, Prita was still in her place. He does not need to change clothes because his clothes are neat enough to just walk.

Prita and Bayu are now in one of the clothing store outlets of a mall. Prita can only wander not knowing what to choose. Being able to see again the outside world made him mutter, how pleasant the outside world is. People pass by so freely doing what they want.

"Why silence? You can choose whatever you like here."

Saying Bayu in the ear made him a little surprised because of amused.

Prita's eyes are on Bayu. As if doubting the man's words.

"Why look at me like that?" Bayu frowned.

"Didn't I never have a choice? All the clothes in the closet you bought them."

Bayu chuckled at the woman's words, "I'm sorry. This time you can choose whatever you want." Bayu stroked the top of Prita's head.

"Don't regret your words." said Prita.

Bayu chuckled again. He moved his hand like a gesture to let Prita take all the things he liked.

Prita happily walked towards the row of clothes that had been missed so much. A waiter followed him and occasionally gave advice on clothes that suited him. But Prita was not so listening.

While Bayu followed from a distance of several meters behind while folding his hands. Sometimes he chuckles at the waiter that Prita ignored. Poor thing. While the woman was busy looking for clothes that she liked very excitedly.

The clothes that Prita chose were average shirts, sweaters, shirts, and jumpsuits. While subordinates jeans, culottes, and palazzo. The clothes she wore with Bayu were never again. Bayu only allowed her to wear a dress or lingelie which like lack of ingredients is even more suitable for filter tofu.

After being satisfied to choose all the clothes desired, Prita stopped. Looking back, he was surprised. It turned out that the clothes he chose were so many that the waiter who followed him was overwhelmed to bring his choice of clothes.

"Do you still want to add his dagger?" the waiter said it was friendly.

Prita grimaced, "Ah, no. Had enough. That's all."

"Well, I'll take your order to the cashier, yeah."

"Yes." Yeah."

The waiter walked away from Prita to the cashier. While Prita glanced at Bayu who was holding a laugh not far from him.

"I should have bought all the contents of this store for you." - muttered Bayu.

"Do I look primitive?" Prita felt her behavior was laughed at.

Bayu walked over while hugging Prita's possessive waist, "No, dear. You're cute and funny. You keep me entertained" he said, peeping at Prita's cheek.

Bayu takes Prita walking towards the cashier. He handed over a card to pay for all the goods that Prita took.

Bayu called his men to bring all his groceries. Meanwhile, he continued walking around the mall with Prita.

That day Bayu so spoiled Prita. Every store he took the woman in to choose the items he liked. If there is no item that Prita chose, then Bayu chose some for him.

As of right now, they were in the bag shop. Prita felt he didn't need it. But Bayu forced her to keep voting. Because Prita is only silent, Bayu choose some bags that are suitable for women.

Prita could only sigh. I don't know how much money Bayu spent on him. It may be hundreds of millions or even more.