My Beloved's Choice Woman

Ailia Veron Monic's

“He's my friend. He would do anything for money. Including being a paid lover,” added Rossa. Rossa stared at Zello intensely, persuading Zello with her speech and gaze.

“Means she's not a good woman.” Zello blurted flat and took off both folds of his hands. Switch playing his glass with a lazy look to the glass itself.

“That's important he will obey our word, Darl,” said Rossa reassured.  “I also made an appointment to meet with him tonight. Do you want to come?” stale bosa tawar Rossa.  Yes, although Zello would like to join, Rossa will send a message later to the woman to follow the flow .

“No, just set it up!"

Rossa smiled with relief at Zello's words. “Ok.”

*

(Night Days-In the Big Club)

“Sayang ... soon ...” A long groan sounded from the voice of the man who was satisfied with his achievements. His body was weakly slumped beside the woman. His chest was still slightly up and down the impact of their activities.

Still bathed in sweat the woman tried to get out of bed. "Sir, I'm sorry I had an appointment with the others." Without the consent of the man, he immediately got off the bed and headed for the bathroom with his innocent body without any cover at all.

Ailia Veron Monic, sighing annoyedly looking at herself in the mirror reflection, at her sight the neck that was imprinted because of the man's trace.

Ailia Veron Monic, an entertainer woman, with calls from Veron at the club and Lilie outside the club. Because he also has activities outside the club like most people.

Veron always forbids his guests from leaving any trace, wherever it is. For some reason, but it is clear he is not comfortable every time someone leaves a trace on his body. Lazily Veron continued her steps towards the shower.

 “Shoppers.” Veron swore to find a trace on his hip as well.

Veron did not want to linger under the water, he already had someone waiting for him under there. Finished rinsing, he immediately dried his body there, when he came out of the bathroom he had a plain look again.

Veron who was grabbing the shirt in the closet swooped an eyebrow seeing the man still in his bed “There's something else?”

 Instead of answering, the man smiled faintly at Veron, getting off the bed approaching Veron, embracing Veron's plain body from behind. Put his chin on Veron's shoulder comfortably. "Darling, be second to me. I'll give you a decent place to live."

Veron turned his body, facing the man. "What's the difference, sir? Isn't it here that you can still enjoy my body?”

The man's embrace tightened, making Veron's chest feel tight, slowly trying to loosen the man's embrace.

"Yes, I know. But at least you are mine,” whispered the man. His breath went up and down feeling the heat again on his body.

“You crave me too much. But can't let go of your wife. Very visible is your wife who has control in your household.” Veron gave a small smile to the man, looking at him fixedly.

 If only the man had no wife. Maybe he will consider it, because not all men can accept a comfort woman even if only to be a toy.

“Can I think Sir? You husband who does not know yourself.”

Veron, who had finished dressing straight into his bed, looked at the check already on the bed, smiling lightly at the check. “Thank you, Sir,”ucap Veron .

"You can get out now!" added Veron.

“If you change your mind, contact me!” The man put on his clothes immediately and walked out of the room. 

Not willing to waste time, Veron immediately stored the check in the bag and immediately set his appearance in the mirror.

Ailia Veron Monic, one of the 'comfort women' at the club in the big city there. Her beautiful appearance and always being professional at her job, always satisfy her guests without ever involving her feelings. He also restricted his guests, only two men in one night. Veron was one of the women who lived in the club. Not unwilling to stay outside, but because there was something that made him 'choose' to stay at that club. Yeah, she's one of the 'lucky' women who got a special room in that place. Any luck? I don't know ...

Veron closed the door to his room, which was located on the top floor. Veron who had closed the door swooped his eyebrows which turned out to have a club friend stepped towards him.

“Veron, there's already someone waiting for you in room 9.” Desy to the point conveyed his guest's message, because he himself was also busy.

With a relaxed but sure step, Veron headed for the second floor, towards the private room. There also usually he serves the desires of the striped men, except for the man who paid him a fantastic price, Veron will invite to his room. Because the man will ask for more time to be with Veron. To accompany the conversation or to accompany the sleep of an actual couple, who will leave Veron's room after morning. The owner of the club? He doesn't care, the important thing is Veron will give you the money as per his terms.

Veron who arrived at the private room smiled sweetly to the woman who was sitting sweetly on the sofa in the room. Women who look good and look with branded clothes. Skirt over the knee and top showing his shoulders.

Veron approached, sitting on the same sofa, giving it a little distance. "Miss Rossa."

"Hi" said Rossa casually, smiling at Veron at a glance.

Veron and Rossa meet for the first time, without shaking hands, only both want to immediately discuss their goals. A goal that is equally beneficial.

"Does he know my background?" ask Veron directly. Veron sat sideways with one hand resting on the head of the sofa. While Rossa sat straight and only occasionally looked at Veron. Rossa himself chose Veron on the advice of his friend. Rossa's friend once needed Veron's services and he said he was satisfied with Veron's play.

Rossa took the bottle that was on the table, poured it into the glass for the two of them. Rossa also immediately gave the drink to Veron and switched to grabbing his own glass, sipping sweetly. His eyes were on Veron. "Of course not. Then be careful!" Rossa sipped her drink again, enjoying this meeting.

Veron's lips pulled slightly upwards hearing Rossa's "fantastic." speech."

One scornful word glided smoothly from Veron's lips.

"You don't have to comment. What matters is that you will get a big profit. You can set up a business, settle out of the country or even disappear from this world."  Rossa paused her speech, and stared at Veron intensely. While Veron who was sitting casually frowned, not understanding Rossa's gaze.

“I've got info about you. I think my offer will have a big impact on you later.”Rossa smiled elegantly which combined with a smile full of power.

“Oh .. you should not need to explain that advantage. I like money anyway. I'll certainly accept your offer.”Veron sweetly put his glass on the table.  His attitude and speech are very relaxed. In accordance with his personality and in accordance with the wishes of Rossa.

Rossa put her drink on the table and smiled with power. “Prepare Sunday! You will not only meet my beloved, but also his family."