HANDSOME MASTER (Late In Love)

Massage massaging

After seeing dozens of models walking slowly on the catwalk while wearing various clothing designs, dresses, and even bikinis, Mr. Arga decided to take me to meet Claire backstage.

"Claire," said Mr. Arga as the woman was chatting with one of her colleagues. Upon seeing our arrival, he said goodbye to his companion to meet us.

"Let's go to the caffe, I'll treat you guys" he said with a smile.

Me and Mr. Arga just nodded following him walking. Caffe which Claire meant was still in this building, only had to go up 5 more floors, because it was located on the top floor of the building.

"Find a seat, I'll order a drink for us" he said as he entered the cafe door.

"No need to bother, Claire," said Mr. Arga.

"Already, Arga. Take your wife to find a seat." Claire just left.

Finally Mr. Arga took my hand looking for 3 empty seats that we could occupy.

"Did she know that I was your wife, sir?" ask me to Mr. Arga who sits dreamy.

"Yes, he knows." I just nodded.

A few minutes later, Claire came and a few waiters with three drinks and a few snacks, which were placed on the table in front of us.

"Eat, don't hesitate" said Clair while taking the fries that look very good. I just nodded in shame.

Moments later Mr. Arga's cell phone rang, he then rushed to pick up the incoming call away from us.

"Sabrina, tell me about yourself, I'm so curious," Claire asked enthusiastically.

"Curious? why are you curious about me, miss?" my answer.

"Don't call me miss, just call Claire, so we're more familiar too."

"Alright, Claire. Why are you curious about me?"

"Of course, the figure of a woman who could be Arga's wife, I'm impressed with you."

"Didn't Mr Arga tell us about the origin of our marriage?" manya curious.

"It's been, but I'm not sure that she doesn't have any feelings for you, because obviously you guys have to spend the night together" Claire said with a smile.

"We don't love each other, though,"

"lik! not not love each other, but not yet!"

"That's it, but his haughty attitude and his will to win by himself, put me under pressure in this marriage," I said as I stared pushyly at the back of Mr. Arga who stood far away from us.

"Trust me, everything can change. He used to be a good, quiet, and very considerate child to everyone, but he changed since his mother left his life, he was like losing his grip on life, she also told me that she didn't want to get married" Claire said, looking at me.

"really?"

"Well, is that Arga I knew, Sabrina. You can definitely make it back better" Claire said, clasping my hand.

"You guys talk about me?" mr. Arga suddenly stood by our table.

"No, it's just a woman's business." Claire replied casually even though we were clearly caught talking about it.

"My eyes feel throbbing, you must be talking about me" said Mr. Arga, sitting his sexy butt on a chair.

"Don't be overconfident, there's a lot that two women can talk about other than men." Claire was whipping, whereas I only saw and heard their debate while chewing on this caffe-made meat sandwich.

After a long time of chatting, Claire finally decided to leave first, because she had to fly to New York this afternoon for a young businessman award show there. I was really amazed to see the achievements of this beautiful woman in front of me, her face was so charming, but her achievements were also very proud. It is fitting that Mr. Arga so praised him, even Claire is also a famous figure who is influential, but still humble.

Not to forget, Claire and I also exchanged mobile numbers, glad I could make new friends, what else she is senior in the field of fashion design, I can learn a lot from her.

"When there's time, I'll visit you" Claire said, kissing my left right cheek.

"Alright, let me know if you're coming, Claire." I hugged her as a sign of goodbye.

This is the first time I met a new friend but it feels right to the heart, other than her who is very cool to me, our chat is also always connected, I feel like I have known her longer, I feel like I have known her more, only a few hours later I knew his name.

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Finally we returned to the hotel together, the day was getting late, but I did not feel satisfied exploring this city.

"Let's take another walk, sir," I'll take you to Mr. Arga who just came out of the bathroom.

"No way!" answer's cuek.

"Why?"

"Rubber!"

"Let me get a massage, after that, take me for another walk," I wooed him.

"Can, little."

"Well, if your massage is good, I'll take you for another walk, because tomorrow afternoon we have to go back home" he said, then sat on a long sofa by the window.

"Going home? why is it so fast, I am not satisfied here" I complained.

"I still have a lot of work. Already, quickly massage my back!"

Finally I obeyed his wishes, he sat facing the pool while his head was bearded listening to the music of pop music of American singers, while I traced his shoulders and back with my massage carelessly, because basically I don't know how to massage properly.

"You can massage or not? so weak!" the protest brushed my hand off violently.

"Eh, I actually can't. Hehehe," I said with a soft laugh.

"Basic, no becus. Come here, I'll give you an example" he said, then pulled my hand, he told me to sit next to him, and then massaged my shoulder.

"This is a new thing called massage!" he said while massaging my shoulders very well, I enjoyed the massage so much, it was good.

"Master is very good at massaging." I commended.

"The name of the massage is like this, delicious. Not too hard and not too soft like you," he said as he continued massaging my shoulders.

"That's right here, sir," I said, pointing to the left shoulder near the neck.

"This one?"

"Yes, that's delicious, sir. Ah ...."

A few seconds later, he jumped in shock and stood up, but I was enjoying this handsome man's free massage.

"You! how dare you fool me!" He spoke out loud.

"I? I did what?"

"You said you wanted to massage me, now I'm the one massaging you."

"I didn't ask for it, sir himself who massaged me willingly" I said with a smile as sweet as possible.

"Reason! you must be willing to massage, now quickly massage my whole body, that's your punishment!"

"If you massage the whole body, then when are the walks, sir?"

"Tomorrow!"

He then slept on his stomach on the sofa, I who had just put on a shoulder massage, now had to back massaging him all over the body from toe to head, so unfair.

"The massage is a little hard, you weak!" said protest.

"Yes, it's been hard." I pressed the calf very hard.

"Huh, it's too hard, you can crush my leg bones later." Protest again.

"Then what should I do, sir?" I'm pissed, I want to feel like koprol in front of him.

"You are a woman, you should be a little meek, not too rude."

Flabby wrong, hard wrong, indeed my life is always wrong in your eyes, sir. You're the only one who's right!

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