Emely's Struggle

CHAPTER 32

"Tomorrow I'll wait at 7 a.m. Don't late. "

"Wait. Do you know where my apartment is? "

Emely was infuriated by the two messages she received that night. Who else is the sender if not the angel-faced demon man.

"I'm not going to work for you. " The movement of his finger even got annoyed when replying to the message from the anonymous number.

" Ok, fine." The short answer that made Emely feel relieved. That guy won't force it, will he?

" If you don't want to work with me. Let me work for you. Want to be at your house or in my apartment? " What the hell do people mean, Emely doesn't even understand.

"What do you mean? " ask. It's already feeling bad. The message was like a threat to him

" I'll work in bed for you. " Deg, if only Emely had a history of chronic heart disease, he might have been rushed to the hospital.

"You want to be in your room? Or in my apartment? " Oh my God, why the hell could there be such a crazy person. Why fate must bring Emely to the man.

"Damn. " Pump Emely while slamming his phone into bed. Does Emely have to say that he's just threatening her? Emely had already started memorizing the male character, his speech was yes.

"Am I working tonight? " One message made Emely nervous herself.

" It's not necessary. I'll be here tomorrow at 7." Emely had to give up.

" Smart kid. Even though I like you refusing to work for me "What try, so what he wants, he'll work for Emely. Emely felt like he wanted to take the oath before the man.

***

Doubtful - doubt Emely pressed the bell of the apartment owned by the man he wanted to avoid it. But somehow fate always seems to tie him to the man.

The door opened and a woman let Emely in. Emely recalled, the woman was Bi Ani who gave her clothes and prepared breakfast at Davino's behest. The first time Davino took her forcibly to that apartment.

"Mr Davi is waiting for miss." Speak softly.

"She already has a waiter, why are you still looking for another waiter. "

"Sir, the guest has arrived. " Say bi Ani to the man who already looks neat with his work clothes.

"Thank you bi. Now the aunt can return home and from now on the aunt does not have to come to the apartment. Aunty just focus the same work at home. She'll replace aunt. " Even he said it very softly. The wolf in sheep's clothing.

"Good sir. Then auntie excuse me. " Start stepping out. But turned around again because there was a message from Davino's father who forgot to say bi Ani to his young master.

Davino was lazy to respond. However he simply raised his hand, gesturing for bi Ani to leave.

" Sit. " Said later. Emely was hesitant - hesitant to sit on one of the sofas not far from Davino's seat.

"Get to work today. Your salary is 5 million a month. " Emely rounded his eyes, for him the salary that Davino gave was quite large, very large for the size as a household assistant. What rich people are all like is that, paying the salary of a housekeeper alone can cost that much money.

"Is there anything you want to say or ask? " Ask Davino. Because from then on Emely just kept quiet.

" Do I have to clean your room? " I don't know why he could ask such a ridiculous thing. A housekeeper has to do all the housework. The employer's room is no exception.

"That's number one. Because it's my resting place. It should always be clean. " Davino could even listen to Emely's rough breathing. Maybe Emely is still traumatized by the room he once glanced at.

"Is there anything else you want to ask? " Emely shakes.

"Well get to work, clean my room first. " Emely is still flinching.

" Are you not going to work? " Ask Emely doubtful - doubtful. I swear, Emely will not go into the man's room, if the man is still in the apartment. It could be that while he's in the room, the man will come in and... Emely was even trembling to imagine it.

" Are you starting to get interested in me? so you start to care if I go to work or not." This guy is not just a jerk but overconfident. Emely could only roll her eyeballs lazily, she would probably throw up soap powder hearing the man's words.

"I don't care. " Answer replied.

"If you don't care, start working. " Emely moved from his seat. Doubtful - doubt he approached the room that was located not far from the middle of the apartment. Even his hands shook when he started to open the door handle. All the movements - the movements were noticed Davino.

"I can't. " Murmurm. I don't know why her tears fell. Emely was still staring in front of the door of the room that had been slightly opened. It even seemed that once his body trembled, his hands were even cold sweat.

" I'm afraid you did something bad in my room. " Emely was surprised to hear Davino's voice that was already beside him, closing the door to his room.

"You don't have to clean my room. Start working as you please. I'm going first. " Davino went out of the apartment, Emely could see him.

***

"Why is she crying? Does he still remember the incident? " Davino is frustrated himself. Davino was still in the bassment of his apartment, sitting up and resuscitating his body in the car seat.

The reason is that when he says Emely will do bad things in his room, he knows Emely has not been able to forget the incident where he violently stained Emely. It wasn't even just once she fucked Emely in that room. Naturally Emely is still traumatized. He knew the girl was scared, so he chose to leave.

" I don't understand why I have to take care of her feelings. What's wrong with me? I can't possibly... " Davino hit the steering wheel of his car. As long as he fucked the woman, not tucked in the slightest taste that he was very avoidable. Because when he gives his heart to a girl, it will be difficult to kill that taste. As of right now, it's hard not to care about a girl named Emely. Davino was always looking for a way to bring Emely closer to her. Davino never even touched another woman again. Not because he doesn't want to, but he can't. It was like rejecting another woman. He might have to see a doctor.

A Davino who was valued by many women, finally began to judge one woman who was not crazy - crazy for her.