My Lovely Lecturer

Chapter 1 - Why are you here?

When these eyes start to close

Accompanied by a song on a shahdu night...

I began to think about the meaning and meaning of a story...

In the depths of my heart...

Is there a miss for me today?

Can't have your shadow on the doorstep of your heart...

Who seemed to be waiting until late for me a dream...

~Kyara Anjani~

It was dark, like ink.

Westin Grand Hotel is bright and luminous.

In the long and silent corridor, those golden lights dimmed, emitting a mysterious and luxurious air.

A slim woman sneaked into the president's room. He pushed the door open and stuck his head out to check on the situation.

The whole room was quiet, there was only the sound of water running in the bathroom. He quietly stepped into the room and turned around to close the door.

"Just put that document on the table." A cold and alluring voice suddenly spoke from the bathroom.

Kyara Anjani's heart pounded, almost jumping in shock.

A layer of cold sweat formed on his back.

When he realized that the person in the bathroom had not yet come out, he breathed a sigh of relief.

The main light is not turned on in the room, only the table lamp. The light is dim, contrasting with Beijing's brilliant skyline view from the window and from floor to floor.

But Kyara Anjani has no time to admire the view. She turned to the big palace-like bed and quickly turned her clothes into a seductive evening dress she had brought from her hotel.

After which, she sighed before going under the blanket, wearing a seductive evening dress.

Not long after, the sound of water in the bathroom stopped. The door opened and a tall figure walked out.

The water vapor condensed and that coupled with the venerable and noble air made him breathe a little. The man was wearing a bathrobe while drying his hair with a towel. Perhaps she sensed the presence of others in her room, she paused for a moment while Kyara quickly looked up.

His big eyes narrowed. A frost-like chill appeared in his eyes as he locked onto Kyara Anjani's body.

The dim light fell on his snow-white skin. His eyes were dark as ink, while his lips were like cherries. Her whole face is beautiful.

She was wearing a pink evening dress, she looked like a soft flower bud, luring people to explore her.

However, the man was not fascinated by the scene like the painting in front of him. His eyes sank as danger appeared in his eyes.

"Why are you here?" He pursed his lips, his voice smooth.

Interesting but cold.

Kyara Anjani nervously swallowed before forcing herself to remain calm. A brilliant smile shone on her beautiful face, her eyes changing very quickly.

"I-That ... that night was long and slow, I'm here to warm the bed for you ....."

"Warm my bed, for me?" The man frowned, his voice cold.

His voice carried a murderous aura as he spoke.

Kyara Anjani felt the oppressive air from her, her breath turning haggard from the nerves. He mustered some courage before opening his mouth.

"C-right! I'm your fiancee, we sleep together is normal."

Hearing Kyara Anjani words, an aggressive masculine air suddenly appeared in the room. He approached her, his tall figure pressing down as his handsome face was a few inches closer to hers.

Kyara Anjani doesn't even dare to move. He kept staring at Kevin Aliandra with his big eyes, his heart pounding.

The blanket on it was pulled, its body instantly exposed to the cold air of the room.

Would he turn his body into an offering like this?

But, if that really happened tonight, she would probably require a marriage agreement. She would probably marry him .... right?

Thinking of that, Kyara Anjani immediately closed her eyes, putting on the look of 'I'm not afraid of death'.

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