THE BEAUTIFUL ONE BELONGS TO THE CEO

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brian and Angeline's phone conversation.

"honey, today I have an important meeting with some of my clients, and maybe I can't see you on set, but later tonight there will be a gala dinner along with an award show for CEOs, you want to come with me?" asked Brian on the phone.

"sorry I can't help you, it's my first time filming with Rion, so I need a lot of practice so my chemistry with Rion is good and the interest of the audience is high,"answer Angeline.

"oh yeah if you can't do anything, but at the end of the weekend you can meet?".

"it seems I can't deh dear, sorry once again, this is just me time ya when we can meet him, I'm sorry,But if lately it seems like I can't really because I'm busy anymore, and I also next month there is a project to Singapore, will play the film in Singapore as well".

"okay then it's okay".

"Yes, it's a shame I died first because I want to continue to tek again".

"yes dear I love you".

"love you too" .

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Tasya was working on some documents that were not his duty, because Tasya was told by his seniors who always pressured him.

"excuse me... Tasya, you're called Mr. Brian" said a senior who had given Tasya his assignment.

Tasya nodded his head and he stood up to approach Brian, But as he was at the door the man whispered to Tasya.

"don't you tell Master that I told you to do these tasks, lest you leak out you will know what the consequences will be!!," he threatened.

Tasya nodded his head and went to Brian's room, where Bryan immediately told Tasya to sit down.

"you're from anywhere, I've been calling you since, I don't want to know from today you'll be in the same room with me, your desk I'll move here, you know,so that when I call you, you hear it right away.

or you did deliberately not hear my words, because you are upset with my attitude that always asks you, or you are indeed sultry, deaf can not hear,"ninyir spicy.

"sorry master I did not hear the call from the master, from earlier I was in the room, and not a single person told me to go to the master's room, not even the Master himself called me to come to the master's room," Tasya replied politely.

"dare to argue with you yes, I am your boss, just listen to my words and do not talk much, oh yes Tasya tell your parents that you have an event with me today!!!".

"sorry sir, God never told me that Today I will go with you".

"i've talked to you, now just tell your parents that tonight you're going out with me".

"well sir" he replied with resignation.

as Tasya was about to get out of Brian's room, Brian suddenly told him to sit down.

"i haven't finished talking yet, and I told you that your table will be moved here" Brian said.

"tonight there will be an award event for the entire company, and there will also be a gala dinner that will be attended by all colleagues of other companies, everything brings a couple so tonight I will make you my pretend partner, remember yes this is just pretend!!!".

Tasya scrunched his forehead, not knowing what his boss was thinking, who suddenly told him without telling him first.

("actually my boss is why, p'a or whatever, yes there are people asking for help but his tone is like that, want to be fought but afraid of being fired, not resisted I was bullied continuously, but I was bullied, fate so subordinate ya gini," he said in his heart).

not long after that came some security who brought a table with all those in Tasya's room into the room brian.

"Tasya Now you come with me to buy clothes yes, because I know your clothes must be ordinary clothes like this continue, follow me now!!," Brian ordered.

the two of them went to one of the famous boutiques that trust from Brian, along the way there was no conversation at all between the two of them, whether to discuss the company or gala dinner they remain silent to each other.

"oh yes Tasya, later when you get to the boutique you have to look friendly with me, so that no one knows that you are actually just my pretend boyfriend, because I couldn't possibly keep myself hidden if I didn't have a boyfriend" Brian said.

"well sir according to your request," he said with resignation and a forced smile.

arriving at the boutique, Tasya was immediately told to try on some dresses, and Tasya fell in love with a very beautiful blue dress, but Brian instead told her to wear a red dress only, so Tasya tried out 3 clothes for herself.

and Bryan immediately liked the red dress that covered his arm, even he was unceasingly looking at Tasya when wearing the dress because Tasya looks very beautiful, especially now that he's been cleaned up.

("beautiful pan me, Now aka not flickering eyes, from earlier I diomelin continuously, emang basic men all the same," Tasya said in his heart).

"how sir, does his shirt look so well suited to this Master, his body is also slender, so add a beautiful impression, beautiful sir?" asked a servant who had helped Tasya.

"ti-no. she's beautiful because of her good makeup," Brian replied nervously.

"ah hmmm, yes sir thank you for the compliment" said the waiter stiffly.

the waiter did not think that Brian's response was even like this, when he saw from Brian's eye beads that Brian was actually very amazed by Tasya's beauty.

"oh yes, please prepare a black shirt yes, I want to try it!!," Brian said to the waiter.

the waiter nodded his head and left, he immediately prepared the shirt requested by Brian.

"oh so all this time Mr. Brian always ordered a dress for this Miss, when the nonanya is very beautiful but why the first time yes Mr. Brian brought her here, or Mr. Brian did deliberately hide it so that no one would take it, this very romantic Mr. Brian," muttered the waiter while looking for clothes.

after a while, the waiter came and brought a black shirt to Brian, and Brian immediately tried it, but because it was not suitable so Brian wore a black suit and also a white shirt as usual.

after completing the transaction and also trying it, now they both return to the office again.

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