Naughty Girl Belongs to Handsome CEO

Courting...

Suddenly, there was a knock from the outside, suddenly Jane and Joe's hot activity stopped.

Jane quickly set the position, she stood straight next to Joe before the man shouted, "get in!" and someone moved the door handle.

Unexpectedly, it turns out that it was Irsan, Jane bowed while tidying up the hair bangs that were a little messy because of the activity with Joe. “Pak...” Irsan smiled and lowered his head respectfully, as well as the sales report file he held in hand. "Put it on the table!"

Joe orders, and he sits back in his great chair.

While Jane secretly steals a glance at Irsan, so does Irsan who pretends to be ignorant of Jane in front of Joe.

However, the look in his eyes could not lie.

Joe checked the results of the sales report with great authority in his big chair, while Irsan was still waiting at the table until he finished checking.

Joe copied some of the writing on his computer, then handed the file back to Irsan.

“I permission, Sir,” said Irsan who at that time will all go home.

Jane sighed, actually she wanted to go home soon.

But the time is still half an hour. Then he pretended to ask permission to go to the toilet, even though he wanted to send a message to Irsan.

A few minutes later...

Joe, worried that Jane had been in the toilet too long, started banging slowly on the door, yelling, "Jane, are you okay?"

Jane, who was actually seriously exchanging messages with Irsan, was shocked by Joe's knock and shout from the outside.

His phone fell to the floor, making a noise, making him say, "Eh buju."

Then the girl crouched down to grab her fallen phone.

While trying to ease the shock, Jane answered Joe quickly, "Yes, sir, just a minute!"

Joe seemed dissatisfied with Jane's short answer, so he again exclaimed and knocked on the toilet door, upsetting Jane.

Finally, the girl opened the toilet door violently, then looked at Joe with a sharp look and raised both her hands to shove Joe's shoulders.

Jane did not want Joe to act again, especially he still felt the touch and fondling given by Joe before, which made his heart beat fast.

Jane manages to ask permission to go home, and Joe finally grants her request. Before Jane leaves the room, Joe gives a message, "Yes already, you go home, be careful."

Jane smiled faintly in the relief of her heart, and she said, "Thank you, sir."

However, just as Jane was about to leave, Joe suddenly called her back, making Jane a bit upset.he turned around and asked in a lazy tone, "What else?"

Joe waved softly, and after Jane returned, Joe awkwardly brought his cheek closer to Jane's lips.

Jane knew what Joe meant, and she responded by pushing Joe's cheek roughly, then remarked, "Oh, what the hell!" with emotion, Joe chuckled.

"Don't be a hypocrite like that, right, you enjoy when your lips meet your lips." Joe went back to fishing.

hearing that sentence, Jane became misbehaved, because it could not be denied, he did enjoy it too, especially the smell of Joe's breath that fragrant paper mint made him feel at home sticking his lips linger.

Jane immediately walked out of the room with dissatisfaction, cursing and calling Joe by the nickname, "Basic of the Short-brain Boss!"

Jane returned to her apartment unit to get ready, as she and Irsan had already made arrangements to take a walk to enjoy the beauty of the city of Jakarta this afternoon.

Jane dressed up as best she could, hoping to look stunning in front of her man.

After exchanging messages, Jane waited anxiously for Irsan to pick her up.

His heart's pounding is getting out of control. "Duh, so gini deg-degan yes," Jane's inner, too nervous even to pacing around waiting for a reply to a message from Irsan.

Finally, Irsan arrives and calls Jane to let her know that she has arrived.

"Yes, Mom, wait a minute, I'm down now!" jane said with enthusiasm, then immediately got out of her apartment and got off in the elevator.

Outside, Irsan was waiting patiently. Jane ran over to Irsan with a big smile.

"Come, walk now!" take Irsan ready, then give the helmet to Jane.

They glide together into a beautiful, comfortable, and crowded area.

It didn't take long, they arrived at that location.

Irsan attentively asked, "Jane, are you hungry?" Jane hesitated to answer out of embarrassment, but Irsan warmly invited her to the nearby street food area.

There are various types of food available, both local and international. Jane chose to enjoy satay while watching the atmosphere of the scenery in a sunny afternoon.

They chatted seriously, initially discussing work as an opening conversation. "Mas, how long have you worked at that company?" jane asked, trying to break the silence.

Irsan replied, "Ehm."

The theme of the chat eventually shifted to Joe. "Eh, Mom, did he say anything?" jane asked, frowning, curious.

Irsan explained Joe's words, which made Jane grow even more furious. "Ish, really brash huh he. As long as Mas knows, he's also degrading Mas and me!" Jane was visibly angry at Joe's comments.

However, Irsan responded with a laugh. "Oh, so?" Irsan.

"Yes, he said that Mas was a playboy..." Jane kept letting out her frustration.

Irsan suddenly held Jane's hand gently. "It looks like Mr. Jonathan likes you, Jane. He also dislikes our closeness," Irsan said, making Jane look at him in confusion.

"Hm... But I'm not interested in him" Jane replied firmly, asserting that her heart wasn't for Joe.

"Why aren't you interested in him? Though in my opinion, she is perfect," Irsan said with complete confidence towards the girl before him.

Jane looked at both of Irsan's eyes with clear hope emanating from the look of her two eyes. "Yes, but perfection is not a yardstick" said Jane, hoping Irsan could feel the shakes in her heart.

Jane developed happiness in her heart. Inwardly, he hoped that Irsan would express his feelings.

The smile on Irsan's lips and his admiring gaze made him even more stunned.

"Oh my God, what a beautiful creation you are" Jane muttered as she continued to stare at Irsan's alluring face.

Irsan could not avoid his eyes that continued to focus on Jane's eyes. "She's the ideal woman I've been looking for." she thought.

However, Irsan was silent for a moment, remembering his mother's ban on establishing relationships with women of different faiths. This made him doubtful.

"Hmmm..." Irsan sighed. Although there is a barrier in the form of differences in belief, he can no longer save his feelings. Bravely, he reveals, "Jane, I like you."

The heartfelt words just flowed, and Jane felt so happy to hear them.

The two looked at each other with happy looks. Jane's mouth was wide open, and she held Irsan's hand tightly, not believing that at this moment they were finally expressing the feelings they had been harboring.

"Mas Irsan, seriously?" jane asked enthusiastically, looking for confirmation from Irsan who excitedly answered him with a nod.

"Mas, I've loved you too, even since the first time we met, I swear!" jane says without being able to withstand the turmoil of love that is so strong since they first met.

Irsan smiled widely, and with complete confidence, he asked, "So, we're dating, huh?"

"Yes, Mas" Jane replied without the slightest hesitation. He looked so happy, and tightly, he hugged Irsan's arm. Now, they are officially dating, and their love story begins.

Irsan who instantly changed expression made Jane feel worried and asked, "Mas Irsan, what's wrong?"

Irsan, was initially hesitant to reveal what was on his mind, but he thought this was the right moment.

"Jane, it might be best if we hide this relationship first" she asked in a gentle tone, leaving Jane feeling disappointed.

"Why does it have to be, Mas?" ask Jane with a face full of question marks. Makes Irsan unpleasant when it comes to revealing this.

"There are some pretty sensitive issues that we need to discuss," Irsan explained. Jane nodded, trying to understand the situation.

"But, we can handle it, right?" jane asked seriously, trying to offer a solution.

Irsan nodded with mixed feelings, trying to reflect on the future of their relationship which was now filled with uncertainty due to a difference.

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Seriate...