Sweet Scandals

Ch. 5

Cclek

Axelle opened the door in regret.

"Boni, you__"

"Aw!"

Axelle's words stopped because of the sound of a girl's screech. Axelle was surprised. For the one standing at the door is not Boni. But a girl who is now closing her eyes with one hand.

"Who are you?" Ask Axelle.

"I was asked to deliver these clothes." With her eyes closed Irene thrust out the cardboard box.

Axelle's hand began to stretch out to reach the box. But at the same time, he suddenly saw a reporter who looked wry. Like looking for something.

Not wanting the reporter to see him in such a state, Axelle quickly grabbed the box. Then pull Irene's wrist until Irene enters the room. Axelle quickly closed the door to her room.

While Irene, surprised is not a bitch. Axelle's forced pull that forced her into the room forced Irene to open her eyes. And found Axelle still standing in front of him with a bare chest. Of course, that made Irene shocked. Even start to get scared.

"Basar bawdy guy. What do you want?" Panic Irene half rebuked.

Irene panicked and died. While Axelle, the man actually looks relaxed.

"Deflect your voice. Outside there are journalists. I just don't want the reporter to see me in this state." Of course Axelle did not want the reporter to see him in a half-naked state. As Zaky had said, he had to be careful. Some journalists are not interested in his achievements. They are interested in their personal lives.

"Wait a little while, until the reporter leaves. You can just get out of this room." Added. Then start walking towards the bed. Put the box on the bed. Slowly Axelle opened the box.

But when the box opened, his forehead shriveled. He took the shirt and lifted it up high.

Still with a frown, Axelle twisted her body.

"This isn't my shirt." Axelle said as she showed the shirt in her hand to Irene who was still standing in place with her face turned away.

"That's your shirt. There's no way I'm wrong."

"This isn't my shirt. Take a good look."

Irene still dared not turn her face away. Axelle in such a state made Irene even more frightened. The man even leisurely started to approach Irene. Shame is not at all on the man. Is the man used to appearing in this situation to all women? Dance is completely wrong idolizing the artist. The artist that Dance idolized had no shame at all.

Oh christ!

Irene even shivered. Because the tail of his eyes had caught the steps of Axelle who began to approach.

"Open your eyes, and look carefully." Tell Axelle who has now stood in front of Irene.

Irene still dared not turn her face away.

"Do you want me to sue for damages?" Axelle was half-threatening. Inevitably Irene turned her face and looked at the shirt hanging in Axelle's hand.

Was he wrong again this time? If it wasn't Axelle's shirt, then who'd it be?

"This is not mine. I may not recognize my own stuff. Understood?" Axelle said in a half-high tone.

To be honest, Axelle was getting upset. How could the laundry man give him the wrong shirt. The shirt was his favorite. Because that shirt was a gift from her lover.

"Ma_sorry. Then I'll bring you your shirt soon. Excuse me first." Irene quickly twisted her body and was about to exit the room.

But the strong pull on her uniform made Irene step stopped in midair. Because of the pull that was too strong, some buttons on the top of the uniform Irene was dislodged and floated freely in the air. Just like when Irene pulled Axelle's shirt a day ago. And at the same time, Irene's body lost its balance. In a few seconds, Irene's body might touch the floor freely.

But that's not exactly happening. Because with a pair of heavy hands Axelle managed to catch him. The burly hand was perfectly circular at his slender waist.

In the circumstances ... Ehem, equally open in the upper body. Accidentally the two met. But something is strange. And Irene just realized it. Then suddenly ...

PLAQUES

A loud slap landed on Axelle's left cheek. At the same time ...

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Someone opened the door from outside.

"Oh my God ... Boss Axelle." Pekik Boni was so surprised to see the sight. Boni was still standing in that doorway. With the door wide open.

And who would have thought, Boni's loud voice actually invites unwanted things. Reporters who had been wandering in front of Axelle's room had heard Boni's screeches calling his name. The reporter got ready with the camera. And want to capture the moment presented in front of him at this time.

PLAQUES

The second slap again landed on Axelle's cheek.

"Take me off." Hardic Irene. While trying to free themselves from the embrace of Axelle.

Either Axelle is wrong or Irene loses her sensitivity. Because at this time, the uniform worn by Irene was open and her twin assets wrapped in lacy cloth were clearly visible. While in the doorway still stood Boni and the mischievous journalist.

Quickly, before Irene stepped up, Axelle again grabbed Irene by the waist. Intended to protect Irene's body from the reporter's camera, but instead the two lost their balance. As a result, Axelle and Irene fell to the floor. With the position of Irene's body under Axelle's confinement.

And, oh wow. The condition of both of them are equally open in the upper body, further adding to the spirit of the rogue journalist to capture the image of both.

Click ... Click ... Clique

Some images were successfully captured without anyone being able to prevent it.

Hearing the sound of a camera behind him, Boni finally realized it. And quickly turned around.

Apparently since then the journalist was standing behind him, and had managed to capture some indecent images of Axelle.

"Eh, my goodness. You naughty reporter. Delete the photo right now. Otherwise, we will sue you to the court." Hardik Boni with his style.

"This will be exclusive news. I might just throw this opportunity away. I will definitely get a big bonus from this news."

"Basic brash journalist. Not know yourself. He could use this to his own advantage. Hey ... Fucking reporters. You base yes. Like chase you to the grave though."

But the reporter had disappeared behind the closing elevator doors. Boni's efforts threatened him in vain already. Boni closed the door to the hotel room.

PLAQUES

Holy hooch!

The third slap landed on Axelle's cheek.

Holding her sore cheek, Axelle woke up from her position that looked awkward for the current situation.

"Basic strange girl. It's still a good thing I helped you. Otherwise, your nude photos will be scattered everywhere." Hardik Axelle's.

"If my face is scuffed, you have to take responsibility." Added.

Irene got up from her position while covering her exposed body part.

"Yes pampuun ... How'this? How did the buttons get out of here?" Irene murmured. Then clenched tightly to his own body to hold the shirt open.

"It's all because of you. You perverted man." Cela Irene was so upset.

"Eh uh uh ... Just haphazardly calling Boss Axe a pervert. Just keep your mouth shut." Even Boni was upset by Irene's words. While Axelle, casually walked towards the bed. Then take the shirt he wore from the beginning. And started to put that shirt back on.

"Now, how am I supposed to get out of this room in this state?" Irene began to be confused thinking about how she could get out of the room, even from the hotel. How did Irene get back to the laundry. While he came riding a scooter.

"Boni, give him this shirt." Tell Axelle while extending her hand that holds the shirt.

Boni approached Axelle, and grabbed the shirt from Axelle's hand. Then give it to Irene.

"Wear that. You don't have to compensate. I'll assume my shirt's gone." Axelle said with the position of Irene's back.

"Come wear. Boss Axe is nice, right? He's not a pervert. He is a good and loyal man. So don't carelessly talk about Boss Axe huh. Eike will sue you. Understood?" Angry Boni half threatened.

With an annoyed face, Irene went to the bathroom. And rushed to replace his broken shirt with the shirt Axelle gave him. It didn't take long, as soon as it was done, Irene came out of the bathroom. Then it started to swing towards the door. Irene's hand reached for the door handle, and suddenly the door was opened by someone from outside.

Irene was surprised. In that doorway, stood a handsome man with a face full of anger.

"Axelle. What the fuck is this." Zaky exclaimed in a high tone.

"Sir Zaky, calm down, sir. Mr. Zaky misunderstood." Boni tries to assuage Zaky's seemingly mounting anger.

Zaky closed the door. Then I went to Axelle. But his steps came to a halt when he saw Irene who stood in fear from seeing the look of Zaky who was burning with flames of anger.

"You ..." Zaky looked to remember. He had met Irene before.

"Sa_I'm Irene Sir. Laundry employees who met you yesterday at Olive Galery." Irene was nervous.

"Oh, yes. I just remembered. By the way, what are you doing here?"

"I'm coming to deliver the customer's clothes."

"Oh yeah? And your customer is ..." Zaky glanced at Axelle who was now throwing her body on the edge of the bed.

"Axelle." Zaky shouted as he walked over to Axelle.

"Explain to me what happened." Zaky reached into his pocket. Get his phone from inside. Then he started looking for something to show Axelle.

"In just ten minutes, this news went viral." Zaky shows a viral news story on various online sites on Axelle. News especially if it's not news about him.

Axelle turned his face. As if reluctant to see the news that always cornered him. Axelle had expected this to happen.

In the news, Axelle was reportedly involved in a scandal with a woman in a hotel room. To make matters worse, the news reports that Axelle is harassing a woman. And some of the photos that are plastered in the news, very clearly show the face of Axelle. Even her bare-chested self.

And, yes, Irene's face is clearly visible in the photo. Luckily, his embarrassing appearance was not obvious. But the photo, it's obviously embarrassing.

"I'm sorry, excuse me first." Pamit Irene's. Then hurry to get out. But again, had not had time to grab the door handle, Zaky actually stopped it.

"Wait!" Zaky.

Irene pulled back her hand. Then turned. Staring at Zaky and Axelle with bewildered faces.

"Just let him go Mr. Zaky. He'll just add to the problem." Upset Boni.

"Don't get out of this room. There are a lot of reporters outside. Not just outside, even in front of the door of this room there were many reporters. You won't be able to get out of this room until you give Axelle clarification."

"It's not a scandal. It was just a small accident unintentionally. Journalists are stupid. It's as if we're releasing fake news." Axelle grumbled.

"Ap_what? The scandal? What the fuck. Sounds pretty disgusting." Irene even got to the point of goosebumps hearing that word.

Whats?

The scandal?

Just be right. It was just a minor accident. Why is there such a viral scandal everywhere? And what about his fate?

Axelle might have gotten used to this kind of situation. But Irene?

Oh my God ...

What should Irene do?

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