My Ceo Love's

Sean's crafty way

Inka blinked her pretty eyes.

While his mouth is still open. Sean saw it get tired. He wanted to silence his open lips with his mouth.

"Mr ....Said what..?"

"We're getting married tomorrow.." Answer Sean steady.

"Me.. marriage.,"

He stuttered he pointed to himself. He pointed towards Sean. Sean nodded...

"No..." After being aware of his surprise.

"Master said to marry me, with me. Not wrong,"

"Master, don't joke,... My divorce papers just came out. And maybe it hasn't been signed with my husband. You think I want to get married for the benefit of one of the parties. Would not ..... And getting married isn't for play," Inca fiery said her.

The Inca don't want to be stuck in a pseudo-marriage anymore. Enough with once he felt the bitterness in honey. Don't let it happen again. Where to go.....I'm sure Sean isn't just any guy. There must be a lot of women competing to get it. Maybe she has a boyfriend too. It's impossible that he's handsome. Don't make himself a toy.

"There is no rebuttal, tomorrow we must get married."

"What's right, sir, can't.!"

Inca kekeh

"alright,....Ken"

"Yes.. Mister"

Kenzo came with a middle-aged man.

" Good morning, sir...."

"Hmmm..."

"He is who Sir..."

"Ken ...Where's the ring..."

The Inca ring was confused as well as in shock. Ring for what?

The Inca had not yet disappeared from his shock. Sean grabbed his hand and inserted the ring into his ring finger.

He smiled widely, fortunately there was no more ring that coiled on the Inca ring finger. So she can put it on.

"Darling it's your turn now" Inka was still silent

"Darling... Baby." it.." He was very anxious to wait for the Inca to wear a ring on him. It advanced and kissed the lips of the Inca and *********, In order to resuscitate this woman.

Mr. Rahman was wrong. Seeing the behavior of the love duo in front of him this.

Kenzo glanced at the man he had brought with him.

Mr. Rahman nodded in understanding.

Inca conscious reflexes from her daydream. His cheeks meet red blushing because of the work of this Boss.

Inka looked down embarrassed, he seemed to want to throw himself into the sea so shy.

Sean.. The man was shameless about kissing his lips in front of others.

"Darling ... Your turn."

"Well.."

Inca confused what turn.? Sean knew this woman was still in shock and confused. He then led the Inca's hand. Put a ring on his finger.

Sean smiled even so happy, he kissed the Inca many times. From the beginning of the cheeks, forehead, nose and not to forget the lips that always tease him.

I was shocked by Sean's treatment.

"Mr ..Missy.. Congratulations ..?

"Ah yes. Ken's... Take this father home to his house."

"Yes Mr.."

"Wait the fuck.." The Inca realized, his life had been collected all. As he felt the ring on his finger coiling.

"This is what does it mean..?" The Inca raised its hand to show its meaning.

"Oh Miss Inca, now you're engaged to Mr. Sean William Miss."

"What .. Fiancee," Rahman nodded.

Instantly the Inca head hurt. Hearing she's engaged, just now. It feels like Inka had eaten kedondong fruit and then caught the seeds.

And what was RT. Instantly the Inca smiled funnyly. Why should I bring all RT...

"Let your ex-husband know and no longer bother you. He's his witness, remember he's his witness. If we're engaged.So don't be like that anymore. Especially seeing your fucking ex-husband."

Sean snorted when he remembered the jerk. I think he wants to finish Bagas.

Inka gawked at the long word she heard, she then changed her expression.

"Why don't you ask for my approval sir, even me be_."

Sean immediately cut off the Inca's words. And smother his mouth.

"Ah yes...Thank you RT sir, for your time" Rahman nodded with a smile.

Inca bit Sean's hand.

"Argh...Why did you bite Baby , "Sean let go of his hand that was bitten by the Inca.

"Mr ... Why not ask for my consent. Why do you like it so much by yourself. And again sir is not serious, right."

The word Inca is fiery

"No ...We're getting married in three months. There is no rejection, let alone negotiation. Don't try to argue."

Inca shed her tears. It's not because of what, if Sean was right with his decision. Wouldn't the Inca be hurt again if she remarried. Especially Sean is an influential man. Many want to be his wife.

Sean cupped the beautiful face of the Inca, he knew the women were hesitant and worried. Maybe the Incas are still traumatized by the name of marriage.

"See Baby ... Whatever happens, we'll get married. And I love you so much. Do not doubt my love for you. I'll make you happy with my love, even if we don't have children. My love is still yours."

Sean nodded as if he knew what the woman was thinking.

" I know Baby... We'll try Hmm"

Inka's cry broke out hearing Sean's words. The guy who used to be so annoying to her. Now with open arms love him without seeing his flaws.

He honestly still doubts. Whether her decision to get engaged again is wrong. While he had just officially divorced maybe if Bagas had signed his divorce papers.

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"Mhc ..Can I ask for a favor..?

"Yes sir.."

"Bring me the old chocolate map that my wife brought home yesterday. And bring it here.."

"But sir ,"

Mbok Darmi confused what to say. Not the old brown map that yesterday brought back the same man who stepped on his master.

"What's wrong, Mbok.."

"Hmm that's sir...Didn't you have taken the same man who yesterday the master who wears a suit.

"What mbok ... They brought back his letter" Mbok Darmi nodded

"Before they brought him. What are they doing mbok..?"

Mbok Darmi stiffened, realising his mistake at the time.

"The mad..." Bagas snapped at his maid.

Mbok Darmi shakes in fear. He knows his mistake.

"They stick your finger on his letter sir. With your blood as his ink."

Bagas closed his eyes. He was so stupid when they put his fingerprints on the file. Yes Bagas was unconscious when Kenzo grabbed his hand sticking his finger on the matrei. Bagas will avenge all their treatment of him.

Why when he is helpless people actually take advantage of the opportunity to get his wishes.

No. gabe...

The Inca remains mine ...

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