Bodyguard Beautiful Sultan

The Night Party Tragedy

" sir... Do I need to tell your other friends?" Shakira was waiting for the Sultan to finish signing the documents given by Siska

" Just tell them "The Sultan is still busy with his spelled papers.

Shakira grabbed the phone from inside her leather jacket pocket and sent a short message to Sultan's friends and put it back after her, while Siska from earlier did not take her eyes off her boss' personal assistant whose appearance was not as usual.

Duh.kalo guy I'm after abis tuh him...

" Keep your eyes later, "The Sultan gives back the file he signed.

" Eh ..heh sorry "Siska hid her face behind the pile of maps in her hand, and hurried away from the presence of the two.

" Mister, there will come only Mr. Harry, Justin and Mr. Mark. Mr. Garry missed "Shakira started driving her car out of the parking lot.

" ah..He's a fucking loser! She must be scared of her boyfriend !" Sultan chuckling

The Sultan threw his gaze at the windshield next to him, he saw the lights of the city that had replaced the bright sun during the day, a glimpse of the Sultan reminiscing his past with Clarisa. If only Clarisa had defended him in front of her father at that time, surely now she could have been happy with him.

But the thought suddenly disappeared when the shadow of him who caught Clarisa making out with a man at a nightclub owned by Justin one of his best friends was present, the Sultan threw his breath rough.

" We've got Mr. "Shakira parked her car, she got out of the driver's cabin and walked around her car and opened the door for her employer.

Sultan saw Shakira's appearance when she got out of her car.

This girl can really make the guys inferior if close to her...Hid

After Shakira had secured the venue and all accommodations for the employer's impromptu party she returned to her position, just as the personal assistants who accompanied each of the Sultan's friends.

The women of the night began to join them to enjoy the liquor served and accompany their masters until they were satisfied. Each of them was competing to get the attention of the rich young masters who were there.

The Sultan seemed to enjoy the touch of the women, occasionally glancing at Shakira who remained petrified like a living mannequin who did not care about their activities at all.

Cih ...Is his heart made of stone?? why would he be quiet like that?!

The Sultan's view suddenly changed when he realized Shakira's absence in his place, he was trying to prohibit someone from entering the room they are currently occupying along with the other assistants.

" I'm sorry, lady, you better not enter this room!" Shakira's voice is heard among the noise of DJ music in progress.

" Hey Sultan, looks like it's Clarisa who is being confronted by your personal assistant "Mark assures her views

" Just leave him....I don't care anymore "Sultan grieves upset.

While at the entrance.

" Soge!! I'm going in!!" crypak Clarisa

" I'm sorry, lady, you better not enter this room "Shakira is holding Clarisa's body half drunk

" Hey... You don't know who I am??!" He forced himself to enter

" I'm sorry miss you should go home "Shakira is blocking the entrance along with the other assistants.

While in the other corner of the room, among the group of socialites, one of them seemed to be holding back his emotions. She believes that Shakira's presence there means the man she believes will be her husband is inside. And he also knew who the woman Shakira was preventing from entering the room.

BRUG!

Suddenly a hand pulled Clarisa's body down. The hand belonged to a woman Shakira knew who was now looking at Clarisa hatefully.

A sreekkkk!

The clothes worn by Mikaela were torn by Clarisa's hand.

" Female basis jal**g! How dare you ruin my dress!" Mikaela tries to slap Clarisa but is blocked by her hand.

And there was a fight scene between women, cursing each other, scratching each other, pulling clothes and hair until their appearance was no longer bad.

While Shakira and the assistants just looked on without flinching and with no intention of breaking up the two, they thought they were also busy watching this fight scene.

" Hey! What's the matter?!" The sultan who did not get the presence of the assistant decided to approach them at the entrance of the room.

" It is best to remain in the lord "Shakira glanced at the Sultan at a glance and returned to her original position.

" Sultan!!! Helpme! " Squeak Clarisa as Mikaela grabs her hair

" He's my future husband! how dare you call him! You shameless woman!" Mikaela tightened her grip on Clarisa's hair

The duarrrr!!!

The sound of a gun explosion in Shakira in the air stopped a fight between the two. Mikaela was startled and released the clutch of her hand on Clarisa's hair while Clarisa covered her mouth and tried not to scream.

" Stop this silliness before you embarrass yourself even more and you better go home!" Shakira was furious at the behavior of the women in front of her.

" I'm going to see my future husband Sultan!" Mikaela emphasized the word prospective husband in the hope that Shakira and the men behind her would let her in.

" Are you not ashamed of your appearance, miss? even the women inside are more attractive than you are right now "Mikaela is aware of her appearance which has changed drastically through Shakira's gaze.

" You'll regret this!" As usual Mikaela uttered her deathbed before she left before them.

" Shakira are you crazy?!! You fired your weapon at my place!! " Justin yelled at her, he saw a small hole in the ceiling of his nightclub.

Mark and Harry laughed heartily at the friend's panic, while the Sultan was still frozen to see one more surprise displayed by his personal assistant.

" Oh come on, Justin, a hole that small won't cost you a lot of money to fix!" Mark laughed at her.

" Please continue your party mister "Shakira turned around and occupied her original position.

" Your assistant is full of surprises Sultan! " Justin chuckled while the women there began to steal glances at Shakira who was silent again like a mannequin doll with cool clothes attached to her body.

Crazy this chick!!! Fix me minder with him!! Aaaaa why is she so brave???

Inner Sultan thrashed, he did not even care about the effect that would arise from the action of Shakira tonight.

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To be continued 😉

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