Mr. Personal Secretary. Arogan
Ep.10 Backless Red Dress
“Arghhh! I hate that guy, why do I have to go to that party with him? What the fuck he refused William's call to date, even though I was uncomfortable but that guy was pretty good!” zevana said grumbling along the way, starting from he opened the door of his house.
After lunch because Maxime no other schedule Zevana was allowed to go home first because it needs to prepare for the party later that night, although it was a bit exaggerated to be prepared from now on but Zevana accepted it with pleasure at least today she had not all day staring at the arrogant man's face.
Zevana cleaned his body first after that then he laid himself on his soft mattress “Hah, annoying once” he said and shortly rolled on his bed he was drifting into dreamland.
After three hours passed the sound of the bell woke Zevana from a short but deep nap, he lazily tried to rise from his sleep because now the doorbell was pressed twice by someone. Zevana grabbed her phone seeing no call notification was sure that was in front there was not a person she knew and certainly not Justin because the man knew the entrance of his house.
He got up from his bed and walked lazily towards the door of his apartment but when the door opened he saw no one in front and only two stacked packages lying on his doorstep.
“Ah looks like this dress that arrogant man sent it” mumbled slowly then brought in the package.
Zevana put the package on her bed and decided to take a shower first and after thirty minutes of cleaning herself Zevana came out with her bathrobe.
Zevana uses various serums for her face then walks towards her bed to put on the clothes delivered by Maxime. He slowly began to tear the package and opened the box to see a red dress with an open back that gives the impression of vulgar if worn.
“Keep this tonight, don't embarrass me for the wrong costume later. COMPULSORY!!”
Zevana growls furiously “Arggh! That perverted guy!”
Zevana hated this situation so much that the red dress looked so beautiful and luxurious all women would definitely love this dress but she did not like it because the dress exposed her entire back.
He continued to curse his boss while opening the second package in which there is a high heels silver with black bead decoration from the brand Cha**l famous brand dreams of all women.
If worn together then this will be an impressive outfit but this can not be worn because of the open waist, more precisely he hates this dress but he still has to use it.
After struggling with his mind, Zevana decided to use it because he did not want to be embarrassed if the wrong costume later, she kept trying to think positively that there was no other reason for her boss to give her a dress like this.
Zevana began to apply makeup to look more beautiful then use the dress, she continued to be in front of the mirror to check her appearance after several times to make sure the appearance of her house bell rang again.
Zevana turned to the small clock beside her bed her mouth agape unconsciously that it was now half seven o'clock in the night, he rechecked his appearance for the last time and then hurriedly walked towards the door.
Zevana quickly opened the door of his house because he did not want to hear the scolding of his boss but when the door opened it was not Maxime who was there but a man in uniform he was Maxime's personal driver.
“Goodnight Ms. Afsheen, Mr Maxime is waiting for you in the car” said the man politely “Are you done? Want to go now?” ask again.
“Ayo” said
When he arrived at the driver's car it opened the back door for Zevana and when it opened it saw a figure that he had just sat by propping up his chin while paying attention to his cellphone, I don't know why if I'm honest Maxime looks so handsome tonight.
Crazy one? But that was what was going on right now, that arrogant pervert was very, very handsome.
The car slowly began to move but from the moment he entered the car until now the arrogant man did not invite him to talk even he did not turn his head towards him in the slightest, no matter what he noticed on the phone. Zevana felt a great sense of silence and awkwardness, not knowing what to do with this situation Zevana chose to play her new phone out of her handbag.
While playing his phone his eyes were fixed on today's date instantly pensively tomorrow was the weekend thinking of sleeping all day making him sigh while leaning his head into the car seat without remembering who was next to him.
“Zevana” calls someone, he hears it but his body and mouth are not responding to the call.
“Zee” call him once again.
The voice was very gentlemanly comforting his ears when his mind was centered then he realized then sat up straight while looking at his superior who was also looking at him.
“I need you” said the man made Zevana look at him while frowning his forehead.
“When I get there whatever I say you have to agree to all my sayings without refuting in the slightest, do you understand?” he spoke in a serious manner that was heard from the intonation of his voice.
Zevana who means that there will be a precarious situation there just nodded her head in agreement “Ya, of course” he said.
“Remember whatever I say there don't argue with it enough trust me all, please, otherwise I promise to make your life feel like hell and I'll make sure even Justin won't be able to help you” Maxime threatened to stare cynically at Zevana.
Zevana was a little annoyed with the man for needing his help but instead threatened him like this but he did not dispute it because the threat sounded serious and scary.
“Ya” said Zevana while nodding his head and then Maxime back to play his phone until they reached their destination there was no more talk.
The journey filled with silence and awkwardness took almost an hour and now they finally arrived at their destination, in front of a large mansion that is very beautiful even from the outside, especially if it has entered it, maybe he will look tacky and amazed at the beauty of this mansion and this is the first time for him see a luxurious house like this.
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