Fall In Love With Lover: The Temptation of a Beautiful Secretary

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Tomorrow, Sunday at ten in the morning...

I just got to the beach south of town. I went into the parking lot and found a guard post. And it turns out that was true what Angela said. I was inspected closely before entering the intended area. Detectors were repeatedly coming up and down in front of me. It was like a prisoner of war.

"Invitation code. Please scan." A big man asked me to scan an invitation barcode.

I think I scanned the barcode I got from Angela. Then I was asked to show a self-identification. And sure enough, they matched the data. Totally bonkers. I became increasingly curious about this event, why before entering alone had to go through a very strict examination. What's really in there?

"good. Please come in."

After going through the examination process, I was finally allowed to enter the beach party area. And I saw there was a big stage with a lot of table seating in front of it. The order is so neat, the dish table has been provided on one side of the beach party area. And I think I can take food from there.

Okay, Cecilia. Act like other guests.

Today I wear clothes that are a little open like beach fashion in general. Sexy, but how else. If not, I could be suspected. However, I still wore long white pants, just that the top was open. It was also covered with hair so as not to be too glaring.

Now I was walking towards one of the beach chairs while carrying magical binoculars from Angela. These binoculars can be used to see objects as far as the eye can see. Vision can be magnified thousands of times. So even from a distance, the object can be seen clearly. And sophisticated, this binoculars also equipped with a mini camera to record it. Angela said the price could be up to tens of millions. Really expensive.

"Eh, is that not Clara?!"

I was shocked to see Clara walking alone on the beach. I see him occasionally allowing earphones in his ears. There's a conjecture in my heart that she's also investigating this event. Is he a double agent? Until now I don't know who he's siding with. Is it Jackson or Hadden?

Then I looked around with these binoculars. I also wore a beach hat so as not to overheat and quickly discovered its existence. I also brought black glasses to keep watch from the scorching sun. I want to know more about this show.

"Cecilia!"

Suddenly someone called me. The voice of a man I knew. I also looked to the origin of the sound. And I saw a man in black glasses in his beach clothes come up to me. He's like my old friend.

"Hello, Cecilia. Long time no see." He then removed his black glasses. I also realized who he was.

"Steve?!" I can't believe I'm gonna see him here.

"Cecilia? You're more beautiful now. Is it because you're getting older?" ask without feeling guilty.

I followed her stomach too. He was in pain while holding his own stomach. Pity me, but how else. His mouth was very irritating.

"Oh, Cecilia. You haven't changed either, yes," he said grimacingly from my elbow.

Steve was an old friend of mine. He used to work in one of the bars in town. But we haven't seen each other in a long time. There may be about two or three years. He was tattooed but kind-hearted. It's just that his words are sometimes not pleasant to hear.

"Hey, what's up here?" ask her.

He tried to stand up straight after being hit by my elbow. "I'm at work" he replied.

"Huh? You've moved the bow?" ask again.

He took me to sit in a chair. I sat with him in this chair. I put my binoculars on the table to make it safer and not fall.

"Yes. Might as well. I came here because I smell your perfume. Hasn't changed since." He's expecting.

Steve is an old friend of mine. He also said that my perfume is so exciting. He honestly said it. And the meeting this time was also because she smelled the scent of my perfume. I don't know why his nose could be that stuff. Maybe he's a good sniff.

"I really like this perfume. But now it is very difficult to get the original. I got to PO first," I said.

"Oh." He seemed to realize my difficulties. "I have a friend from Paris, Cecilia. Maybe you'd like to ask her for a favor to concoct perfume. You interested?" askinya.

"Haha. Just relax." He then pulled out his cell phone. "Here, type your number and save it. My old number's out of nowhere, so all contact is lost." He asked me to keep the number on his phone.

"It." I quickly kept it too.

"alright. I'll call. But, Cecilia. How can you be here? Isn't this place closed, huh?" askinya.

I see the area around the beach party has begun to be crowded with invited guests. One by one the big bosses dressed in beach clothes came to enter the area. But I haven't seen Jackson, Hadden or Alexander here. This place is so vast that it makes it difficult for me to find them. Not to mention the many shady trees around it. I need to be more thorough in my search. Plus the sound of remix music that began to play. Makes my hearing a little disturbed by it.

"I have a mission. That's why here." I told her.

"You're still struggling with your old job?" askinya.

"Hm, maybe." I answered with doubt.

"Hey, why don't you join the Queen Club? You can earn money without having to bother." He suggested.

"Eh, really?" my question is, getting interested.

"really. The Queen Club can be a bridge to earn a lot of money. Just sit still and wait for the order" he said.

Steve knows a lot about the Queen Club. I don't want to waste this opportunity either. I immediately asked a question in my brain to find out about the Queen Club and Alexander's connection to it. Did he really sell women like Jackson said at the time?

"Well, how do you play at the Queen's Club?" I asked Steve.

Steve put his phone back in his pants pocket. "Easy. Just register. Keep you gonna be checked inside out by his team." She's saying.

"What?! Meaning?!" I was surprised to hear it.

"I mean you were asked to wear a bikini and walk in front of them. Like a bikini on the catwalk. Later their team will judge you deserve to be at what level. Silver, Gold, or platinum." He narrates.

"What is the age limit?" ask again.

"Eighteen to twenty-eight years. Aren't you twenty-six, huh?" It was like he remembered my age.

"You remember." I put my hands on him, not believing he remembered my age.

"Hey, the Queen Club can live life without fear. You will be kept well by the buyer and will be guarded like valuables. The pay is also expensive." Steve was teasing me.

"Do you know who owns the Queen Club?" manyaku.

"certain. I'll work for him too" he said sure.

"What?!!"

I was surprised to hear it. It seems that I don't need to go far to scrape information out if my own friend can tell it. Then I immediately asked again about the Queen Club.

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