ROMAN PSYCHOLOGY

SECOND MEETING

"Are you planning on taking my money? I am indeed very rich, but that does not mean I want to do charity with you for free" Harry said.

Harry is currently in the living room of a man named Mario. He blew his five fingernail tips with his legs crossed and body propped up. He waited impatiently for an answer from the man named Mario.

"Give me some time. I will definitely be able to pay it off" asked a man named Mario.

"You said you wanted to set up a big company and you wanted me to be its main investor. Unfortunately, I knew better that it was all a lie. You're just ... ." Harry's words hung for a moment, as he looked at a girl he had seen somewhere. Yes, she's Misya, the girl who almost became Harry's lustful gratifier one night.

Harry adorned his lips with a bright smile. He never expected that he would meet with Misya once again in such an unexpected event.

"Look, what if you gave your daughter to me in exchange for your debts. Then your debt and also the interest will be repaid soon," he told Misya's father with full of deceit. "Please think about this. I'll be here in a few days. You guys should decide immediately. If not, your butut house will be taken by force and I'll take it" Harry threatened Misya's father.

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After two days, a cold-faced man stopped his car in Misya's yard. The cold-faced man was Alan, secretary to Harry Libernado.

Secretary Alan knocked on the door of Misya's house. Misya opened the door of her house and was immediately surprised, when she found a man in a neat suit coming to her house. Misya's father had told Misya of a marriage contract offer from a CEO of a large company. The CEO is Harry Linernado of the Night Bio Company.

Unwelcome, Secretary Alan entered the old house owned by the Mksya family, then he immediately thrust a piece of contract onto the table. He pushed the piece of the contract towards Misya who was sitting opposite him.

"Dad, I'll do it" Misya told her father in trepidation.

"No, don't do that! I will definitely pay off my own debt soon" said Misya's father.

"Decide now, after that we will confirm it with our leadership" said Secretary Alan yanh seemed urgent.

Misya kept thinking for a long time. Then he took the pen that was on the table. Misya had read the contract.

It's very unrealistic in real life. However, Misya really has no choice but to come or not her house will be evicted soon.

Misya put the tip of the pen still floating on top of the contract letter. Misya is very hesitant to risk her life. However, his other life was also very much at stake.

"Oh, we'll do it! The important thing is that he didn't kill me" Misya said.

For some people, family is everything. Although sometimes, they know for themselves that their families never make them happy, even families who often make life problems to themselves, not outsiders.

The same thing happened to Misyarel Adellia, a young girl who just turned 21 years old. Misya has to sacrifice herself and become a contract wife of a female player man within a period of a year. All that he did to pay off all of his father's countless debts.

"Is that you?" harry asked Misya who was right in front of him.

Misya looked at Harry's face with a surprised look, not understanding what the question meant. Suddenly Harry approached Misya and cornered Misya's body, until her body was cornered in Harry's luxury car.

Misya just stared at Harry's face with a flat expression, without any sense of the slightest. Harry liked Misya's innocent look as Misya looked at her face. It was rare for women to look at him in a different way, as Misya looked at him.

"Are you Misyarel Adellia?" Harry repeated his question only to make small talk.

Harry continued to look at Misya's face fixedly. Their current body position did not change and did not change places in the slightest. Harry keeps cornering Misya's body in his car. Harry's two arms are like fencing off Misya's body so that she can't escape him.

'With this handsome face and charisma of mine, this girl will definitely be instantly charmed, ' Harry's inner self with a narcissistic sense that is already at the end of the tower of pisa.

'What's this? Why does his breath smell like jigong? It smells like garlic. Did he just eat garlic?' inner Misya with her strange responses and silly thoughts.

'This girl just kept silent without moving a bit. It seems like he is really fascinated by my charisma. His heart must have been pounding very fast because of my invincible charisma.' Harry was second-guessing in his heart with unrivalled confidence.

"Excuse me?" misha said politely.

"Yes, what's wrong?" ask Harry, displaying his mischievous smile.

"Is it possible you just ate garlic? I have candy to get rid of bad breath" said Misya while offering her candy in her shirt pocket.

Harry instantly released Misya who was cornered by him and re-enforced her body. Harry suddenly coughed, like someone with a choking throat. Then Harry evaporated his breath in his palm, smelling his own mouth.

"Secretary Lan!" Harry called his secretary who was sitting in the car.

His secretary was none other than Alan. When Harry shouted his name, Secretary Alan rushed out of the car and approached Harry, as Harry called out to him.

"Yes, Chief. What's up?" ask secretary Alan.

"Do you have dessert?" asked Harry timidly the cat to his secretary.

Harry spoke to Alan in a low tone and sounded vague. Alan who did not hear clearly did not understand what his superior was saying to him.

Secretary Alan who did not understand finally asked Harry directly, "What did you say earlier? I didn't hear it clearly." Alan imitated Harry's speech in a whisper.

"You! That's ..., don't you have any candy?" asked Harry once more to Alan in embarrassment and still in a whisper. Harry did not want Misya to hear the conversation between the two.

Secretary Alan could not hear what Harry was saying. Alan put his ear close to Harry's mouth and asked Harry to say near his ear.

"Candy" said Harry briefly.

Secretary Alan straightened his body back up. He displayed a signalling smile, which meant that he understood what Harry had told him.

"Ah .., it turns out to be candy." Alan seemed to understand with his calm and rational attitude.

"Hows it? Do you have it?" ask Harry again to his secretary named Alan.

"No, I never buy candy" Alan said.