Bodyguard Beautiful Sultan

Where's Marco??

Gerry grabs a flat object from inside his suit pocket, he quickly contacts his personal assistant Marco. But after several calls the man did not also pick up a phone call from her.

Gerry has started to look restless there, although he still tries to appear as normal as possible.

Where's that Bangs*t... Maybe he disappeared at an important time like this...

" Good night Ger.." Sapa Clarisa's. The woman looked at the woman beside Gerry with the corner of her eye.

" Night Clar...You came alone?" Gerry pulled next to his lips. He had already slightly underestimated the woman who had been his mistress.

" You could have been Ger..." Clarisa chuckles. A man shortly approached her.

" I'm sorry long Clar..." The man gave Clarisa a glass of Champagne.

" You must be Gerry...Clarisa's been telling me a lot about you, I'm Britton "The man stretched out his hand, Gerry welcomed his hand.

The flashback

After Gerry banishes Marco from his presence and orders him to immediately search for the whereabouts of the Sultan and Shakira, he goes to his apartment to retrieve his important belongings.

I have to get out of here before Gerry realizes everything...

He opened his pruning and took the important documents along with the large amount of money he had and put them in a bag that was filled with several pairs of clothes, the man did not intentionally bring all his clothes. He even let his apartment remain in a neat state so that no one would be suspicious of his departure.

" It seems like it's all..." Marco spoke to himself.

Clik...

" Not all of you, sir..." Said a man. He's got a firearm in Marco's back. The man automatically raised both his hands.

" Hello Marco..." Shakira walked gracefully into the room. The woman approached Marco and touched his tattooed cheek.

Degs....

Marco widened his eyes...

" i....You!" His speech stammered

" Bind him!" Pinta Shakira to Tig and Nico. They tied his hands and feet together, the man grimaced a little.

" Don't cry, it's nothing" Tig tightened his line.

" What do you want?!" Marco shouted, he tried to rebel

Plaque!

A hard slap landed on Marco's left cheek, fresh blood dripping instantly as a result of his torn lips.

" You don't have any more things to yell at me, Marco..." Shakira said, her voice and the look in her eyes were so scary. The woman took out a dagger from her scabbard which she pinned on her back.

" I will never forget someone who took everything from me....Snake "Shakira begins to play the dagger in Marco's face, the woman calling him by a name that is kept secret by her.

" What do you want jal*ng!....Ahhhhhh!!!" Marco grimaced as the tip of the dagger slashed down his cheek.

" What I want you to have is no more Snake..." Shakira again incised the tip of the knife she held just above her tattoo.

" You took both my parents, my uncle, and my life Snake...Not even your life can replace all that "

Shouting for the screams heard in the almost soundproof room, Tig deliberately played music with a loud volume in the guest room so they were free to launch the action in the bathroom that was quite large in size.

Nico starts to get emotional when the sister says that this man has taken his life, did the sister experience s**sual violence when they held her???

BUGH!

The tip of the man's boots landed on Marco's stomach and made the man fall down instantly. Marco widened his eyes, his breathing felt extremely tight. Tig was just about to hit his head using the rifle butt he was holding but was banned by Shakira.

" Don't Tig...He has no right to die so easily..." Tig smiled at Shakira's request.

"Ohhhhhhh....!!!" Marco's shout grew louder as Shakira stepped on the man's torpedo section with the tip of his stiletto slowly until it broke through.

" I didn't even scream at Snake's "Shakira's voice grew colder, her eyes turned violent.

Marco started sobbing, he endured the pain in his face and lower body.

" I'm sorry... I'm sorry "She said softly, this famous sadistic man is crying for his life right now.

" What did you say???? My ears don't hear your voice!" Tig is closing in on Marco's mouth.

" I'm sorry, you son of a bitch!!" Screeched Marco with the rest of his strength. Tig laughed out loud.

" You don't even deserve to be forgiven, Marco...Where your sadism is hah!! Do you only dare to women and old people??" Nico beat him all out.

" Ethen...Gerry Ethan...He told me " Marco's words just before he lost his consciousness.

Shakira, Nico, and Tig leave Marco in the bathroom, and Tig and Nico move his body into the bathtub and let him there and lock it.

Flashback off

" Lw...Have you seen Marco ?" Gerry circulated his gaze, he checked the whereabouts of his personal assistant among the rows of personal assistants standing around the room.

" When do I have to care?" Lewis grieved, actually he really enjoyed the scene in front of him.

In a different corner of the room

" b... Good night Bima..." Said Sean staggered. The man reached out his hand and Bima greeted him warmly.

" Good night Sean, long time no see you "Bima looked at the old man's face and smiled at him.

" Did you come alone Sean?? Where's your kids?" continued

" My boy...."

" Good night, Mr. Bima, I'm Lewis....This is my father..." Lewis introduced himself. Apparently when he was with Gerry earlier, Netra Lewis did not miss staring at the father.

" Hello son, it's nice to finally meet you..." His words were friendly, Bima shook Lewis' hand and began to introduce other family members.

The awkwardness occurred when the Maharani approached them, he apologized to his brother and sister-in-law for arriving late that night.

Lewis realized his father's discomfort while there.

" Mister Bima... Madam.and you sultan also your mistress, we beg your permission...Sorry we've been disturbing..." Lewis nodded his head slowly and invited the father to raise them there.

Kinanti tried to restrain their departure, but for Lewis's reason of meeting some of his business associates, Kinanti let go of them from there.

" Who is he dad? Why are you looking at him like that?" Lewis invited his father to sit in one of the dining chairs

" The story is long, son.One day I will tell you "Sean patted his favorite son's shoulder.

" Where's your sister Gerry?"

" I don't know dad, he was trying to find his personal assistant when I approached him there "Lewis was circulating his eyes, he didn't find Gerry anywhere.

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To be continued 😉

Hi brothers thanks for leaving your traces here well 😘

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