My Ceo Love's

Drunken

"Huh, that's right. I know that boutique is trying to fool my wife. Goddamnit..."

Clicks....

Cello yelled inexplicably on the phone. While Alex who heard it frowned. After realizing that his master had cursed the boutique owner, he exhaled slowly. The cello is a man who does not understand fashion and fashion.

"Of..."

" Yes dear" Cello approached his beloved wife. Throwing his phone towards the sofa. Grumbling and swearing at employees who work in boutiques. Who deceived his wife.

"Alice wants to eat hungry?"

Cup...

Cello smiled and stood up to pick up his phone again. Ordering food for both of them. His lips also endlessly nagged at the boutique employees.

*

At a night club. A beautiful woman who was sitting while cursing the girl who was considered her unlucky carrier. Three bottles of liquor have been used up by Grisa.

Her lips will scream like crazy. Cussing and cursing Alicia.

Not far from there a man smiled faintly. He then approached her. And sat down while occasionally glancing towards Grisa.

"You bastard Cello, that girl is nothing interesting. Why did you choose him and leave me."

"Doctor Grisa"

Grisa turned her head towards the man who had just called her. Apparently someone knew him.

"You know me? Yes, of course you know me. I'm a successful woman with a surgeon. Then why doesn't Cello take a single glance at me. Am I attractive and pretty?"

Between conscious and not Grisa talk digress. It seems the influence of alcohol makes him unable to control his emotions.

" You seem drunk miss."

"Who is drunk sir. I've never been drunk at all. The man never once glanced at me. I sacrificed everything to pursue him....

Ah, you don't understand at all. I'd better go home."

Standing while staggering Grisa spilled the bottle of drink. The man smiled obliquely and swiftly he held Grisa's shoulder. Fetch him out of the club.

Grisa doesn't realize who the man with her is. Her eyes blurred, her sex lips would occasionally curse and call the name Cello. He will also kiss the lips of the man next to him.

While the man also reciprocated Grisa's treatment. Which man wouldn't be tempted, with a sexy body of career women like Grisa. Grisa's proportional and prominent body is the dream of all men.

Ting....

Yes a man is almost entering the age of forty-five. Bringing Grisa into the hotel room. Launch the action, on the woman he helped. Grisa Ali, she knew she was a doctor. No one knows Ali Grisam's family. The surgeon is also the owner of a famous hospital in the city. As a child of course the name Grisa also soared. In addition to him son of doctor Ali Grisam he also works as a surgeon, like his father.

"Miss don't blame me if I'll be tempted. You're the one who teased me first and lured me..."

Grisa did not hear, his lips cool attached to the neck of the man who is believed to be Cello.

The man did not remain silent. He pushes Grisa's sexy body into bed. And fuck her. Launching the action, touching the beautiful body of a woman who works as a doctor.

Grisa completely forgot who she was tonight. As a result of the liquor he lost his mind. Even his lips did not stop blabbing indistinctly. Not only was that a curse that he made for Alicia. The girl he thought was blocking his way.

In Grisa's mind, it was Cello right now who was with her. Yeah, just the guy Cello he's been on his mind all along. His lips will also be rummaged so that the man deepens again.

The cello guy who's been chasing her all along. Until he ends up at the bar table with booze. We arrived at the hotel with a man. The real one is a dappled nose guy. However, Grisa does not realize that the man is using her.

Returning from the hospital Grisa deflected her car at the club' night. He was disappointed with Cello who treated himself like a beggar. Jealousy and disappointment led him to the curse.

Four years old widow new this time he felt the pleasure of the world again. After the divorce of her husband. Grisa never once looked for satisfaction to meet her inner needs.

He didn't want Cello to be disappointed in him. Although she is not a virgin but Grisa as much as possible will keep hers for Cello. But not tonight. Disappointment and jealousy make him forget, with the intention of wanting to keep his body for Cello.

The man took off the clothes that were stuck to his own body. And overlapping Grisa's helpless innocent body. Directing hers to Grisa.

Apparently Grisa was enjoying her struggles with the old man. Likewise with the man, he greatly enjoyed their union. Grisa's really narrow possession drives him crazy.

The man who had been watching Grisa. When the girl just arrived at the nightclub. Yes he knows Grisa Ali. Not knowing more precisely, knew the woman was the son of Ali Grisam.

Her widowed length makes Grisa forget who the man she is currently with is.

Until late midnight they end their hot romance. Grisa collapses over the innocent body of a striped-nosed man. His breath hunted, sweat flooding the bodies of the two of them.

"You're so great, miss, yours is so narrow."

Cup...

His name is a striped nose man. Not satisfied only once. He attacked Grisa back. Reversing her innocent body and poking her again. Until the dawn of time the man was lying next to Grisa.

Dert....Dert....

Grisa opened her eyes to hear her phone ringing. He grimaced with dizziness in his head. Grisa jumped in shock to find her hands coiled around her innocent waist. There's no way Cello could have done that. This man has different hair. Grisa's chest rumbled violently looking at the head of the man facing the opposite direction.

Grisa remembers last night coming to the night Club and drinking liquor. His sense of disappointment towards the man he was chasing made him lose his mind. He also looked into the blanket. They spent the night together making love.

Grisa wasn't the woman yesterday afternoon who didn't know what happened last night. He moved the man's hand slowly. But the man held her tight. He won't let her go.

"Let go, I'm done with you sir. So let go of me?"

Grisa glared her eyes at the man who had accompanied her last night.

Cup...

"You were great last night, baby. Just this time I got a match opponent. Yours is also very narrow."

Grisa's hunting breath held back the mounting emotions. The man was really deep in his wishful thinking. He thought the man accompanying him was a young man his age. But the truth is the guy's almost his Daddy's age.

"You.."

Grisa's lips were silenced again by the lips of the man who accompanied her last night. Grisa hit the chest of the man with her.

"Fuck let me go."

"Well after we do it again?"

Unlike before Grisa revolted with the union this time. After knowing ready the man who accompanied him. He regretted coming to the Club tonight. He regretted not being able to control himself.