PRISONER CRUEL CEO

Chapter 13

"Tu-Tuan ..."

"Don't let out that disgusting voice of yours." The Emperor stared intently without a look of pity on his face. His gaze was so flat looking at Adelia who was resting on the floor with fresh blood flowing from her forehead due to the scratches on the entrance.

Adelia wanted to make a sound, complaining of the pain from the wound on her forehead. However, he undoes it hearing the Emperor's cold words.

Adelia clenched her trembling lips again. His vocal cords seemed to be broken instantly, unable to pull out verse by word from his lips.

Only a puddle of tears in the eye can explain Adelia's current pain. Still, the Emperor did not care about it.

The man squatted a little. Staring straight and sharp at the iris of the woman's eyes that were now trembling before her.

"Act like a mute woman. So that you don't feel pain as painful as the torture of a few days before." said the Emperor coldly.

The emperor grabbed Adelia's chin. Clutching her with one hand, Adelia could not turn her eyes in the other direction.

"Because I hate your voice, ja**ng." the Emperor's hiss was right in Adelia's ear.

Brak!

Adelia's body trembled in fear. The courage that had been in his mind seemed to just disappear.

He's afraid. Extremely afraid to see the Emperor's gaze shortly after they entered the bathroom. That cold and sharp look was very different from before. That look was like a predator that would kill him by drowning his head in water.

Adelia glanced towards the bathtub that had been filled. Even the water in the bathtub had been spilled.

Gluey!

Adelia swallowed her saliva violently. Fortunately, the Emperor did not put his head in the bathtub.

'Oh God. I'm afraid, ' Inner Adelia. He cried silently with pain in his body. Beat the sticky feeling of not cleaning yourself all day.

His body ached, his heart was broken, his ankles were painful because of the chain.

The great sin of what he did to be treated like this in a figure that he thought could help his life. The figure he thought was soft, was in fact an angelic masked predator.

Outside the bathroom. The Emperor was silent standing with an irregular breath near the sofa in the room.

The man tried to regulate his irregular breathing roar. He almost got out of control pouncing on the woman with lust.

The splash of water that hit Adelia's clothes to the black interior that she was wearing was visible, making the Emperor's libido rise unstoppably. If not for anger, the Emperor might have pounced on the girl.

"Curtain! How could that cunning woman be able to tempt me like this?!" the Emperor was upset with himself.

Maybe he was tempted by the woman who made his sister lie in the hospital.

"****!" the Emperor stepped in full rage near the exit.

The sound of the door opening, made Polin suddenly turn to the door. The burly man gasped at the expression of the Boss who looked so unfriendly.

"Poly."

"Yes, sir." said Polin quickly. He did not want to make the Emperor's mood worse, allowing himself to be an outlet for the man's anger.

"Find one woman who can be trusted to work in this mansion. Ask him to take care of this mansion as well as that woman." said the Emperor slightly glancing into the room.

For a moment Polin was silent, then nodded in understanding.

"Good, Sir. I will look for him soon" he said obediently.

The Emperor nodded his head, then stepped closer to the stairs to climb to the second floor. The room is located.

He needed to calm himself down and rest, although the Emperor was hesitant to fall asleep tonight because of his insomnia.

Every time his eyes closed, the shadow of his brother's accident always rotated like a roll of film to make the Emperor re-open his eyelids.

Tomorrow~

The sound of friction between the pen and the paper was heard quite clearly in the Emperor's room. The man looked so focused on the document before him. Until the ringing of the cell phone shifted the Emperor's focus on the flat object vibrating on the table.

The Emperor reached out his hand to grab the phone. Raising calls from Polin.

"Yes?" ask the Emperor shortly after the call is connected. Refocus on the important documents before him to divert the mind from the unimportant things that disturb.

"Sir..." Polin hesitated to say this, causing the Emperor to tighten his jaws.

"The lady said if she wanted to work as a waitress, sir" Polin said in a quiet, scared voice across the phone.

The Emperor was silent. His face displayed a strange expression.

"Well?!"

Polin flinched across the phone hearing that.

"Tell him not to ask for anything if he does not want to get torture from me." the Emperor sighed sharply, then decided on a one-sided call.

The Emperor threw his mobile phone on the table. Trying to regulate his irregular breathing roar from anger.

Suddenly the Emperor grinned.

Did the woman consider him cheap the day to ask for it?

A waiter? It is better to be a servant who satisfies him in bed.

"****!" Emperor snubbing. Rubbed his face rough when his mind began to focus on the impossible for him.

Yeah, how could he do that?!

"God!" The emperor smiled in a slant. He was sure that the crafty woman in the residence had often opened her legs wide to the many shameless men out there.

Imagining it disgusted the Emperor to remember his hand touching the woman's body.

"Basic ja**ng!" the Emperor focused again on his work.

***

At 16:38 WIB.

The emperor was still struggling with the documents on his desk. The man had not moved from his seat, skipped lunch and focused only on his work.

The sound of a mobile phone ringing again rang out in the room, making the Emperor unwilling to shift his focus towards the flat object that he had ignored since.

The man reached out his hand to grab his phone. Instantly surprised to see the name of the Mother on the screen of the phone.

"Hello, Mom." greeted the Emperor with a warm voice and a smile on his lips.

"Hello, Honey. Is Mommy bothering you?"

The Emperor shook his head as if Mother had seen him. "Absolutely not, Mom. What was? Did something happen?" now the Emperor's voice sounded trembling. He was afraid something might happen to his sister.

A small rarity sounded across the phone.

"It's nothing, honey. Mommy called because she was worried about you. You're okay, aren't you?" ask Rania. Suddenly a sense of worry he felt in his mind when he remembered his first son.

The Emperor leaned his back against the chair while sighing in relief.

"That's fine, Mom. Didn't I tell you not to worry" said the Emperor softly.

"alright. Em, have you had lunch, honey?"

"No, Mom." replied the Emperor, "i'll have lunch after returning to my mansion."

"God, Emperor. It's late afternoon and you haven't had lunch?! At least take care of your health, honey. Don't just focus on work," Rania shut her mouth in disbelief. He was more worried about hearing that.

Too focused on her daughter to not take the time to pay attention to her Son.

"I'm fine, Mom. Really," said the Emperor, trying to convince the Mother not to worry.

"Mommy's going to your mansion soon to prepare some food. Mommy hasn't cooked your favorite food in a long time."

The Emperor straightened his body. Both of his eyes were wide.

"Where's Mommy going?" asked the Emperor, his heart beating unruffled.

Rania was silent. He felt a change in the tone of his son's voice.

"To your mansion. It's Mommy on her way there. Mommy will prepare your favorite meal, so go back to your mansion. I'm waiting for you there" said Rania smiling across the phone.

The Emperor stared with wide eyes.