My Ceo Love's

Throw away self-worth

In the evening Grisa waits restlessly in a hotel. He deliberately invited the Cello dinner at a luxury hotel located in the city center.

His eyes glanced towards the entrance, not at all, a sign that the man was coming to see him.

An hour passed Grisa waited, until the candle he lit was almost finished.

"Alicia, man,"

His chest rumbled violently holding back the tightness that was squeezing him. The true cello is outrageous.

While elsewhere in the apartment room. Cello sighed in frustration. Because he wanted to lure his wife out of hiding. He agreed to get engaged to Grisa.

"That damn woman really wants to be taught a lesson."

Cello drives his car at high speed. He wasn't waiting for Alex. For him to meet and leave. Especially Alicia herself in her apartment.

Brakk..

His hands tidied up his suit, then stepped towards the hotel room where he would be dining together with Grisa. A smile full of mystery loosened at the corner of his lips.

Grisa almost destroyed the table containing expensive dishes and wine.

His lips lifted to see the arrival of the man he was waiting for from earlier.

He stood up to greet Cello, but Cello ignored him by directly occupying him, in the remaining seat.

"Cel you came, I thought you forgot your promise."

"When do I promise you, miss,?"

Grisa smiled wryly at Cello's reply. He then poured the wine on the high glass available. Then give it to Cello.

"Sorry I'm too happy with your arrival."

"Don't expect too much Miss Grisa. You agreed, you also held an engagement event at my company. Are you asking me if I agree, miss?...."

"Just..."

"You came to my company with a reporter and an engagement ring. Then force me to pin it on your finger, miss?. With the only reason pura not. Then why now do you wish I were your real fiancee, Miss Grisa..."

Grisa squeezed the dress she was wearing. He did not think that Cello really did not glance at him in the slightest. Even though he forced her to get engaged to him.

"Cel just give me a chance once, I promise I'll make you happy. Not a girl who likes to do things. What I don't have from him. I'm sexier than that girl Cel. I'm willing to be your filler in bed. As long as you want to be with me, it's okay if you love her. Don't need you to love me enough to be your friend in bed."

Tsk...

Cello screeched at the request of this woman in front of him. He's really like****** on the outside there.

"Miss, ****** on the outside there is much more honorable. From you, who are neutralizing ************, for the sake of satisfaction."

Hina Cello was heartless, spouting words unfiltered. No matter the woman in front of him will be offended and angry.

Grisa's face was flushed red hearing Cello with the heart to insult her, heartlessly. He really did not expect, Cello will insult him this cruel.

Cello stood twisting his body, but Grisa held Cello's hand. Realizing Grisa's hand was holding him, Cello threw out his hand.

"At least drink first Cel. I've ordered it, appreciate it a little Cel,"

Cello sat back in his chair. Seeing that Cello was back on her feet, Grisa smiled. He believes tonight he can conquer Cello. The heartache of being despised even in disdain meant nothing after she managed to become the only woman for Cello.

Grisa gave a glass filled with wine to Cello. He then poured it again for himself. His eyes glanced at Cello who drank the wine one gulp.

"Yes at last, today he will be all yours."

He murmured in his heart..

"Cel, four years ago, I saw you for the first time. And I fell in love with you at first sight. I thought I could have you all. Turns out we're just destined to be business partners nothing more."

Cello did not answer that he drank his wine again and Grisa cheered inwardly.

"I prefer an aggressive woman Miss Grisa. Like Alicia, she's naughty and also likes to get drunk."

Grisa who heard that Cello liked the woman mentioned earlier also drank wine just like Cello. Let him control the cello. Cello likes aggressive women. Just one glass, won't make him drunk.

Cello shook his head, his eyes flashing as if a blurred look. And his hand held his temple, twitching his dizzy temple.

A wide smile adorned the beautiful face of Grisa. He swiftly stood up to the cello.

He wanted to kiss his lips, but before his lips touched the lips of Cello he first fell down.

"I'm not a fool, miss. Only with the drugs you gave me. Won't make me fooled by you."

"Cell.."

Ah...

Grisa sighed and raved wanting to be touched. His body trembled holding something that made him sultry as well as twitching in his sensitive area.

Cello smiled faintly, looking at the woman who looked innocent and innocent. But it's so disgusting. He sat cross-legged on the sofa while waiting for the woman who was rummaging indistinctly. Cello knew the woman wouldn't be able to hold him.

"You sure don't know where your father keeps the haram."

"Cel help me.."

"I'll help you when you tell me where your father hid him....

All right if you still keep silent, miss"

Grisa squirms more and more, her hands and feet tied by Cello. But his lips were crying asking to be touched.

"Cel, just this once. I beg you I can't take it."

His hunting breath endured the mounting turmoil of passion. Grisa's like a crazy woman.

Sweat as big as corn seeds splashed on his face. Cello knows Grisa still has a little awareness. That's why he didn't want to tell me where his father was holding the item.

If it's in the hospital where it was made. But Cello doesn't know he's accommodating and saving the results.

" The morgue in the latter. My dad kept it there. I just found out about it myself. Cel, please touch me. I promise I'll take you there."

"That's not necessary"

" That's your job. Whatever you want to do with him. I don't care.."

Cello stepped away leaving them with Grisa who was rummaging and wriggling her body.

"Do you want to go there now, sir?"

"No, don't be rash. Remembering that man in puja is like a god of salvation. Let him go, wait until he gets home"

"Then what if Miss Grisa says her, sir.?"

"I'm sure Grisa wouldn't do it. Isn't Grisa crazy about me. If he says about me suspecting him. He'll be his own father's target."

Alex nodded and he turned to hear the sound of the curse sound that was still heard outside the door. I don't know what they did to a woman who worked as a surgeon.

While Grisa who saw there was a man in front of her, once her hands were released. He immediately hit it. The passion that soared made Grisa into a rotating trophy by three men at once. Until the woman was helpless. Until the morning.

They left Grisa helplessly on the cold floor without a thread. Moreover, his innocent body left a lot of traces of the lips of the men who satisfied him. I don't know what Grisa would do if when she woke up she found herself like that.