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

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



I tried to look at the situation, waiting for the big-bodied man to let my guard down and not see me. All models are required to go to the dressing room. I pretended to go to the dressing room. But when the man let his guard down, I immediately turned the direction. I should avoid this session. I too immediately fled.


"Hey, where are you going?!"


Not yet able to run, the big-bodied man shouted to me. But I didn't heed his call. I immediately ran, looking for a way out to go. I don't wanna go with you anymore.


"Hey, someone's running away! The guard! Hurry up and catch that model!"


The man shouted if I ran away. I'm not a model of the Queen Club. I feel like he's authoritarian. No longer care about my explanation and want to sell me. But whatever the power, this backstage area turned out to be closed. As a result, some guards around the stage came to see me. My path was blocked by them.


Oh, shite!


I can't escape. Two guards have blocked my way. The body is stocky, probably almost like a Japanese sumo athlete. I also swallowed myself.


I turned my brain quickly to find a way to escape this situation. I looked around the backstage was bounded by a high fence. There was only one way out to escape, which was to break through the guards who were facing me. But the thing is, how can I go against the power of two burly men? I was just slim like this. I became a pessimist too, feeling like a dead end.


Where is my dope perfume?


Kurogoh my back pants pocket. And it turns out my dope perfume doesn't exist. Either forget to get carried away or fall on the way. I realized that this situation was not in my favor.


"Basic females don't know they're lucky!" That big man caught me. He held my hand violently. "Where are you going, huh?! Already signed the contract, want to go! Quickly change your clothes!" He forced me.


Refused it. "Sir, I'm not a Queen Club model. Really am! Unhand me!" I was struggling, trying to get my hands off her.


"Speak a lot!" He mercilessly dragged me into the dressing room.


"Master, let me go! You misunderstood me! I'm not a model!" As much as I can get away from him.


This big man doesn't seem to care. He just kept dragging me into the dressing room. The guards stood guard around the exit so I could not run anymore. I am so frustrated with this. I can't run. I don't want to bikini either.


Steve where are you? Helpme.


The only person who can help me right now is Steve. Steve could certainly unravel the misunderstanding that occurred. But he was busy in front of the stage serving to drink the invited guests. I feel so alone. I need to find an alternative to escape.


This big guy just kept pulling me into the dressing room. I also seemed to be unable to do anything because his grip was so strong that it held my hand. I just want to cry. I don't want to be sold here.


Oh my God, help me ....


My tears were dripping as I got closer to the dressing room. I don't know what else to do. I hope there are still people who can help me at this time. Whoever he is, help me.


"Take him off!"


In that moment of despair, I heard someone say something like that. I saw a man with black eyes enter the backstage area. She is in a casual style with her casual dress. He came up to us, turning from the backstage entrance. I don't know who, I can't see it clearly because we're quite far away. The big man saw who was coming. And suddenly she let go of my hand.


"Young Master?!"


The big-bodied man called someone who came with the name young master. I also looked carefully at the man. And it turns...


"Dear ...?!"


I realized that the one who came was Alexander. He took off his sunglasses in front of us. I immediately rushed into his arms. I hugged her while holding back this fear in my heart. He came to save me.


"Dear .. Good thing you came."


"You okay?" askinya.


I'm nodding. I let go of this hug and saw his face. "Thank you for coming, dear. I don't know if you didn't come. I was so scared" I told him.


He rubbed my cheek. "Calm down, I'm here." He's convinced.


I nodded and hugged him back. I feel happy to meet him, especially at times like this. Alexander also looked at the large-bodied man who had dragged me.


"How dare you forcibly pull my lover!" Alexander looked furious at the man. He still holds me in his warm body.


"Young Master, I-I didn't know that i-itu—"


"Are you tired of living?!" Alexander looked very angry. This time I saw him angry like this.


"Punish me, Young Master. I really don't know."


I saw the man on his knees, begging Alexander for mercy. It was as if he could no longer remember what he had done. And now he cannot escape his actions. I saw Alexander staring intently at the man like he wanted to finish him off. The man lowered his head in fear.


I can't believe that Alexander would be feared like this. He is really the son of the Queen Club owner that his father's workers fear. Soon the guards came to our place. Alexander then asked the guards to lock the man up for some time. I also felt happy to see the big man get his reply.


Dear, thank you. If it wasn't for you, I would've made a bikini in front of the dappled noses.


I hugged Alexander back. Alexander looked at me lovingly. He then returned my embrace. It seems like our story will start from now on. I no longer hesitate to express my feelings.


"Cecilia, how come you're here?" it was her question that confused me to answer.


"I'm-i'm ...."


Don't know what to say. It is also impossible for me to tell you the truth about the reason why I was here. She must have felt I suspected, didn't believe her.


"We're going home now." He then took off his blue shirt. "Wear this." He also put his shirt on to me.


She's very loving.


I also wear it. He also faithfully waited for me to finish wearing a shirt from him. Suddenly, though...


"Oh, there's a drama show apparently." I heard someone talking like that to us.


I looked back and saw who was speaking. And apparently, a man dressed in a beach with a lobster pattern came to us. That man is the man who filled my days before, Jackson Baldev.


.........


...The cecilia...



...Alexander's...