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

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An hour later...

At eight o'clock in the morning we had just finished breakfast together. It was my first time having breakfast with a big boss like Jackson. And it turns out he prefers my fried rice over restaurant cooking. It feels like my heart is throbbing incoherently because of it. He seems to appreciate my efforts.

Something interesting happened this morning. He did not treat me like his subordinate, but as a wife. The energy of love I felt though it was not too revealing. I also behave properly. He complied because there was nothing else I could do.

"Hurry up, we're going on vacation today." He sipped some water and got up from his seat.

Don't know what happened, after last night she was so gentle with me. He is also spoiled, anything to ask to be taken and put on. I feel like a baby sitter serving a big baby. Funny, anyway. But I'm afraid of my own baper, worried that this is just a skit. Maybe it was because I had too much theatricality that I ended up being afraid of someone else performing in front of me.

To this day I do not know where I am. Sometimes a personal assistant, sometimes a subordinate, sometimes under his body. I was confused to explain who I was in his eyes.

"Where are you entertained, sir?" askaku while cleaning our used breakfast table.

I saw him turn on his cigarette butt. "We're going to the exclusive beach. There can refresh the mind," he answered while smoking a cigarette butt.

Exclusive beach? Is it not wrong that he took me there? "Em, Sir. What do I need to bring?" ask again.

He sat on the couch smoking. "Bring change of clothes and beach clothes" he said, watching a TV show.

"All right, sir." I immediately agreed.

I didn't bring much clothes to live in this apartment. My intention was just a week of staying, uh but even a hiccup. The house I rented near the office became uninhabited. Maybe it's dusty now and a lot of its cobwebs.

I immediately washed the dishes for our breakfast. Then get ready for a vacation to the beach. I don't know what he's gonna do there, I'll just come along. As long as I'm with him I'm sure nothing will happen. No one dared him directly, not even Hadden.

An hour and a half later...

I wore one pair of soft-bottomed clothes with a subordinate of a long skirt. Today I don't know why I want to wear a skirt. And I saw Jackson not commenting on any of the clothes I was wearing.

I let the hair be diluted with a slightly thick makeup to protect the face from the sun. I also apply red lipglos to my lips to make my face look more attractive. And some perfume sprays added to my confidence to accompany Jackson on vacation today. I was finally ready to go on vacation with him.

Tens of minutes on the way, we finally arrived at the parking lot of PT Samudera Raya building. I saw the previous office gate closed because of the red date. Only a few guards were seen standing guard.

"We brought all the luggage" he said.

"Eh?" I was confused myself. "Aren't you going on a beach vacation, sir?" tanyaku was surprised, because he felt confused why he had to bring all the luggage to the office.

"Have followed." He then grabbed my head.

"Aw!"

Instantly I rubbed my head that was hit. Doesn't hurt, anyway. He even wants to go again. Tell me it's so soft, it makes me feel so loved by him.

"Master, help me get it." I asked Jackson to help us with our luggage.

"Will anyone want one too?" the question is like teasing me.

"Ih, basic!" I also took something light.

Today I became Lady Baldev. I can have Jackson bring us our luggage without fearing he'll get angry. I don't know why the atmosphere around me feels so loving. Or am I the one who is the GR?

When entering the building, I saw the surrounding conditions looked quiet, not as crowded as a working day. But for some reason when I was nearby, my heart felt as crowded as a market of love. Maybe I'm crazy about it now.

Jackson wore a black t-shirt with a white pattern that read a better you. I don't know what it means to wear a T-shirt with such writing. But come to think of it, like saying I'm the better one. Ah, I don't know. I'm a GR myself.

Jackson carried a small bag strapped to a chain and also his backpack. Maybe the backpack contains a change of clothes, while the small bag contains a communication device. And I saw his arm muscles were so muscular, he was so masculine.

We finally headed to the top floor of this building while carrying luggage. Incidentally there are not many items brought, just a change of clothes and a few snacks to accompany the holiday. Jackson said on the beach can order food if hungry. Somehow the real situation.

"Master, this?"

Actually I don't know the exact reason why Jackson took me to the office just yet. I think he's taking me to the office to secure important documents because it's a holiday. But apparently, he took me to the roof terrace of the building where I saw a pilotless helicopter there.

Jesus, so he wants to get on a helicopter?

I was shocked to realize that we were going on vacation by helicopter. I was so scared that there was no pilot. I'm horrified to be above altitude without double security.

"Come on, Cecilia." Jackson asked me to follow him.

I was flabbergasted, stopping to step foot because of the fear of enveloping. I was afraid of falling from the helicopter. I have a phobia of heights. If I go in, it's the same as ushering in fear.

"Cecilia, why stop?" tanyanya turned to me.

He walked ahead first. He then looked back, looking at me who was fixated near the entrance of the roof. Perhaps out of annoyance, he immediately pulled my hand to follow her.

"Master, I'm scared. No!" I refused to get into the helicopter.

He opened the helpline door. "Cecilia, don't you want to take a vacation with me?" I asked, like half annoyed.

"Sir, I'm really afraid of heights. Who wants to fly this helicopter? There's no pilot, sir." I'm really scared.

Jackson sighed while throwing his eyes off me. He exhaled in annoyance and then came back to see me. "I'll fly it. You still scared?" her sudden question surprised me.

What's?! So Jackson can fly a helicopter? Just incredible!

"Hurry in, baby!" He pulled me back.

Jackson put our luggage into the back seat of the helicopter. He then asked me to sit in the co-pilot's chair. Jackson will be flying his own helicopter this morning. My heart is so dag-dig-dug because of it.

Oh my God, I have too many sins. Don't die just yet.

I can only leave today. Sitting next to him and obeying all instructions from him, wearing the co-pilot headset. Jackson said he would have to wear it to be able to chat while flying later. Because the situation in the air will be different from when on land. The sound will be interrupted due to engine noise. So I was asked to wear this helicopter headset. Jackson himself helped to put it on.

It turns out he's romantic ....

My heart frowned as she put it on, feeling so pampering me. I saw he was getting ready to fly this helicopter. Pulling the control pedal and before long the helicopter propeller turned. Along with the misgivings that enveloped my heart and mind.

So I prayed a lot to be safe until the goal. Not because I do not believe Jackson can fly his helicopter, but because I am phobic altitude.