The (Un) Mr. Lukcy. Winter

Chapter 19

Zehan sat pensively, his fingers clinging to each other supporting his chin. He looked very serious when he read all the reports given by Gibran.

"Czech" the door was opened without being knocked, Zehan gave a glance without changing his position earlier. Hasya came to bring fresh cut fruits and also brought warm almond milk to Zehan.

"Master is busy?" tanya Hasya looked around with all the mountains of files that almost filled Zehan's desk.

"Almost done" said Zehan flatly.

"Honey" Zehan sneered but with a softer look. Zehanpun rests his back on the back of his wheelchair.

"Come here" said Zehan, but Hasya shook her head while smiling seductively at Zehan.

"Don't forget I can now run after you Sya" Zehan warned. Hasya turned the table and stood next to Zehan a bead of her eyes catching the inscription of her father's company name.

"This master??" Hasya while file one file with the title Chailjedam Garment.

"Yes I am studying how your father's company can go bankrupt and then change hands to GN" Zehan explained then sipped slowly the warm almond milk brought by Hasya earlier.

"For what?" Hasya glanced at him with a confused look.

"You don't think about taking it back" Zehan said, staring at the lover with a surprised look as he watched Hasya shake his head. Then the girl breathed.

"Not not want to, but I do not want to go mumpung because it has a Master beside me, but indeed I am not interested in being open corporate. After all with savings all this time I intend to open a restaurant. And if you manage to take back the company of the father who will manage it. My father is not as healthy as he used to be, now seeing him better able to enjoy his life with my mother in his twilight even in simplicity but I know they are happy. Because they can enjoy their old age without the need to be dizzy with such things. My money is still more than enough, besides now my mother already has a grocery store and household furniture. New vehicle last month Miss Zia bought my parents an alphard car as a gift because we're officially together, but honestly it's been very excessive. Anyway are you sure you want to make me a corporate slave?"Zehan was pensive again, digesting everything Hasya said had a point. But on the one hand if he managed to restore his father Hasya's company, it means that he will strengthen his position and increasingly launch his revenge plan.

"Well, I'll think about it again" Zehan said after thinking for a while.

"Oiya sir, you've recovered but why are you still using this wheelchair?" asked Hasya who had been curious for a long time, but everyday Zehan had never worn it again, but why when he was going home he was sitting there again.

"Is this part of Mr and Miss's revenge plan for Mr Deren and Ms Alexa?" search Hasya with a slightly disappointed face.

"Darling, listen to me carefully. First you are my lover so don't call them ladies and gentlemen because I don't want anyone to be insulting you because of your innocence. Both of you may call me master only when we are with family only. In public, do not let me be considered unable to educate you with a tattoo. The third thing about this revenge I can't help but take part because the victim is me . And lastly I beg you in front of everyone please raise your head and show them you are indeed worthy and qualified to be my companion. You understand ?"Hasya nodded without disquieting again. He did not want to argue with Zehan.

"Well, if Mr. Zehan wants to see me as a proud figure in front of them I will do" hasya answered as she straightened her body and prepared to go to the kitchen to store the tray she used to hold milk for Zehan.

"Where are you going?" zehan grabbed Hasya's forearm.

" Want to keep this tray"

" kiss me please" Cup a kiss landed on Zehan's cheek. Zehan shook his head then moved his lips while closing his eyes. Hasya glanced to the right and to the left and then he brought the back of the tray he was holding, then he glued it to Zehan's lips.

"Hasyaaaa !!" zehan shouted as he got up chasing Hasya who ran while laughing towards the door and managed to grab the door handle and pressed her down.

"Jeg !!" the door closed again with a rather loud stirring sound the effect of Zehan's strong hand thrust. Hasya turned to look at the grinning Zehan while playing his alias. The girl smiled blandly "Cup" one kiss suddenly landed on her lips. Hasya raced her eyes several times in surprise even though this was not their first kiss but Hasya always suddenly became frozen when Zehan suddenly kissed her.

Once again Zehan kissed Hasya, this time he kissed the girl's forehead, then to her left and right cheeks. He smiled widely as he saw Hasya dumbstruck as he got a small kiss from her. He stared fixedly at the bead of Hasya's trembling eyes, slowly he tilted his head and kissed the girl's lips for a long time, the more Zehan's lips gently pressed Hasya's lips, the more, he closed his eyes and put his hand on Zehan's neck without being told to return Zehan's kiss gently.

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