My Crazy Client's

CHAPTER 5

Happy reading. . .

On her way to the room, Mira remembers - remember what her room number was. That's how the lady is. If you think too much, some things in his life become not going as smoothly as they should. Once when he got into trouble at work, the woman's mind glared somewhere until he spilled hot water in his hand as he made tea. Once when he quarreled with Dion, he was too late in his mind that without him realizing the food was burnt. When he gets into trouble, his mind really can't concentrate.

While walking, Mira continued to force her brain to think and remember. But it didn't work. He still forgot. Mira did not understand whether it was because her mind was not working well or because she was drunk. But he's not really drunk. Maybe just a little bit dizzy.

Mira standing in front of room 2027. A moment of hesitation seemed, but then tried to open the door of the room with his card.

Mira swiped her card. "Eh... Why isn't the door open? Don't - don't turn this card upside down. Or broken ?" Without realizing it his voice was loud enough as he spoke.

He tried again but suddenly the door opened. Mira laughed a little. "Basic fool!" he said to himself.

The little laugh soon dissipated when he saw the figure of an unknown man emerge from behind the door. "You who? Why is it in my room?" mira asked so curiously.

"This is my room, miss." Exclaimed the man in a flat voice.

Mira was confused, not understanding what the man had just said. All Mira could understand now was the man's accent as he spoke earlier. The man's accent is different from the Indonesian accent. She can speak Indonesian, but her way of speaking sounds strange. Mira concludes that the man must have come from abroad.

It was very desirable for Mira to see the man's face clearly. But I don't know why tonight his vision is a little blurry. However, not only his eyesight but his hearing also seemed to be not functioning properly.

"Did I hear wrong?" mumbling slowly. Then he looked up, looking at the man. "This is your room? How come?" asked Mira again still with a curious tone of voice.

The man chuckled. "Of course you can. And I don't mind if I have to share my room with you tonight. Aren't you here for that?" said the man in a loud voice.

Hearing that heart, it created a sense of curiosity in Mira's heart as well as a feeling of surprise enveloped her. "What do you mean by that?"

Without answering Mira's question and without permission, the man immediately pulled Mira's body, put his hands on her hips and pressed the woman's body as tightly as possible on her body and passionately kissed the woman's lips.

How surprised Mira with the man's behavior. Her body trembled in fear but with all the strength she had, Mira tried to break away from the man's grip.

The woman I am with tonight is so beautiful, George murmured inwardly. More beautiful than last night's woman. It also looks attractive with a beautiful dress, not sexy as the comfort women like. Clothes are a little strange for her job. However, it did not reduce the attractiveness of the woman.

As he spoke earlier, the dimples on the two cheeks of the woman were very clearly visible and it added points for him to be categorized as an attractive woman.

The man's quick movements made Mira's eyes widen. And quickly Mira's emotions turned angry. He pushed the man's body with all his might and immediately ran towards the door behind him. But damn, his efforts were in vain. He did not know for sure what because of his lack of speed or because the man's hand was too long that he could not run because as soon as possible the man's hand pulled him back into the arms.

Mira's energy lost far to the man's power. The man was 180 centimeters tall and his body was large and muscular. So, what does Mira's strength mean compared to the man's strength if from their posture alone he has lost far.

Mira's face was smoldering as the man kissed her lips more deeply and passionately. Mira hates times like this, when she also feels the same as the man is passionate. Or rather he was afraid if he felt the same way because this was his first time and he had absolutely no idea how to deal with this.

Yang Mira knows that if this activity is not stopped then things that should not happen will definitely happen. He could not let the man do this because he knew very well that he could lose his control if the man continued to excite him. Mira would have done that.

He did not know who this man was and they were not in a legitimate relationship either. So, how could he voluntarily dissolve in a passion that is already very clear will end up like where and what.

The man let go of his pagutan because it seemed like they needed to breathe. And for Mira, this was her chance to talk and explain. "Take me off" said Mira in a high voice accompanied by a loud slap on the man's left cheek.

THE PLAQUE!

"You deserve that, you son of a bitch!" mira said with a roaring breath.

George grimacing. The slap of the woman was actually not so loud. George was not really in pain. His cheeks are just a little sore. What hurts more is their self-worth. For God's sake, no woman has ever rejected anything else so boldly as to call him a jerk. Just that woman.

But what right would he call me that if he were here to serve me? inner George.

George laughed while holding his reddened cheek. "What did you say? Fucking guy? Me?" George stared intently at Mira. "Well woman, let me show you how fucking I am."

Mira sensed that this time the man's movements were faster than before. He pulled Mira back in his arms, held her tight - tightly and kissed her thin lips, this time so rough.

George could feel the woman's body trembling with fear. However, maybe with the rest of his energy, the woman screamed, cried and thrashed to show her rejection.

What happened to this woman's response? His attitude seemed to show that she was a good woman - a good one who was not willing to do this, asked George in his heart. But of course it would not have been possible if he stood in front of my door and waited for me to open it. Didn't he come to serve me?

As the two took a breath, Mira's bricks again said, "Let go of me, please." His voice sounded soft. However, it seems that the fog of passion has taken hold of George so he is completely unconcerned with Mira's pleas.

For George, this woman's rejection response was a challenge. And lucky to have liked the challenge.

And now, here, that woman is a challenge to him that he must immediately conquer in bed.

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