Second wife CEO Gondrong
Chapter 14
Slowly Lisha got up, grabbed her shabby bag, then picked up a simple nightgown. Lisha quickly put up her clothes before the gondrong man aka Ansel came out of her room.
Lisha undoes her intention to tease Ansel who is now her contract husband. Hearing the sentence coming out of the gondrong man's mouth, made Lisha realize one thing, that Ansel did not like her.
Lona, Lisha remembers the name, the man almost raped Lisha thinking she was Lona. Lona is probably the woman Ansel loves.
Who's Lona? Lisha guessed that Lona was the gondrong man's first wife. But as impossible, Lisha really did not understand. If Ansel loved his first wife, then why not just have his first wife carry her child. Why should he be the victim?
Lisha sneered her pulsating forehead softly, thinking about the mystery made her head dizzy. Instead of thinking about the uncertain, she better think of herself, how she will get pregnant soon and the operation of the Mother will be done soon. That's what's most important right now.
Lisha picked up a blanket and a pillow on the bed, and then brought it to the sofa. For tonight, Lisha chose to rest, teasing Ansel the longsuffer, was not an easy thing for Lisha to do. Tomorrow will Lisha think how to conquer the heart of a gondrong man like Ansel.
Kriet's!
The bathroom door opened, Lisha closed her eyes tightly
Taps!
Taps!
The sound of footsteps grew further and further away, Lisha opened her eyes. He saw Ansel walking towards the closet with a small towel coiled around his waist. Lisha swallowed her salivary laboriously when flushed at the sight of Ansel's half-steady body*ng.
"Yum!" Lisha almost screamed in shock as Ansel put away the towel on her body. Fortunately, Lisha was able to hold her scream until it was not heard by Ansel.
Taps!
Taps!
The sound of footsteps drew closer. Lisha closed her eyes, tightening her hand. Then again sipped saliva when his face water fall that might come from Ansel's hair.
"Sick! Pretending to sleep after being satisfied watching my body," decak Ansel right in Lisha's ear. Lisha immediately woke up from shock and amusement due to the sound of baritone Ansel buzzing in her ears.
"Tu-sir, sa-i ti-not—"
"It's okay?" Ansel asked closer to his face, making Lisha retreat to the head of the sofa.
"Th-don't look at the body, sir. Sa-I instantly close my eyes when—"
"Dare to lie to me," Ansel replied, drawing closer with both hands he placed it on the headboard so as not to overpower Lisha.
"Sa-i—"
"Sadly, even though the dress was very suitable for a mur*han woman like you," cut Ansel made one drop of clear circle out of one corner of Lisha's eye.
Lisha cursed her so weak self. She did not want to be a weak woman like the female lead in soap operas or in novels. Lisha wants to be a strong woman, who is not easily oppressed.
But what is the power, to answer Ansel's question he could not because of fear. How can she be able to be a strong woman.
Especially hearing the word mur*han woman who Ansel keeps nicknamed for him.
Lisha was heartbroken, she still upholds her pride even though she has sold at a cheap price. No, of course not cheap. For him this is the right price when juxtaposed with his mother's life.
If only to get money, of course Lisha will refuse a contract marriage that is only signed on paper, without a wedding dress, a party let alone the pronunciation of sacred promises that must be done when married.
But, Lisha did all this for the recovery of her beloved mother, of course Lisha was able to do anything. Including selling her pride.Let her be a mur*han woman, the important thing is that she can continue to be with her mother for a long time.
"You want a kid from me to get some money right away, don't you? Let's do it now, I want to see how you can tease another man before me" Ansel said, removing Lisha's chin from her hand.
Ansel turned his lips to get a kiss from Lisha. Lisha wiped her tears slowly, cleared her breath, then pressed her lips against Ansel's sensual lips.
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