The Big Boss' Love For His Woman

The Big Boss' Love For His Woman
34. Fiesta



sisy rushed to the bathroom to clean herself. carrying a towel and pajamas made of oversize satin. It looks like pajamas are men's pajamas.


but can be siasati sisy by rolling pants and arms that length. for the size of her waist circumference, can still fit her size. not so great.


after coming out of the bathroom, it appears there are already several dinner menus presented on the dining room table pavilion where he is now. it means only one person for him.


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while elsewhere, in the main building of the villa there are some business colleagues Alex who began to arrive using a private helicopter that landed on the helipad beside the villa. about 10 people who came. including there are Pak bharata ceo as well as the owner of the company where sisy works.


the event runs semi-formal with dinner santaj at a long and large table that was seen sisy last afternoon when he just arrived at the villa. Alex gave a welcome greeting to the guests.


it's like a private party . but that's not the point.they're talking about a big project. to build a future city residence or what can be called a smart city a large project of development program from the government. they are a collection of money that will invest in the construction of a metropolis based on advanced technology that will be in the goal by Alex. no doubt alex's ability in business.


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the event, which was a semi-formal dinner, has now turned into a hot event like a night club. where there are some women entertainers and bright lights in the accompaniment of a dj who is cool playing music.


the sexy women started pouring alcohol.


"repeating for our mega project" said Alex in the following colleagues who attended.


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the night was getting late.some comfort women began to tease the frontman of the company until the big bosses began to dissolve into the beautiful paradise of the world.both of which have been om-om the same age pak Bharata, the, even Pak Bharata himself was swept into the momentary pleasures by the comfort women.adapula who is still the age of alex exactly 31 years old an. his name is mario. he is also an heir to a wealthy family. although the company has not been fully handed over to him, since mario's father became ill, he is the main control of his company.


mario is also not much different from alex who likes to play women .like with free life and free sek*s and warawiri to the night club has become commonplace.


his current status also has no wife, like alex.


"sir alex is an expert when it comes to this" said the half-drunk Mr. Wiratmaja who is now satisfied by a comfort woman who is now under him. crouching down to play an intimate tool with open pants.


a businessman who is 50 years old in front of everyone seems to have no shame.


while Pak Bharata ceo in sisy company works, even now has entered a room with one of the comfort women of his choice.


while alex and mario are still cool chatting and drinking wine that continues to be poured by the ja*lang. alex smiled and raised a glass containing wine towards sir wiratmaja who gave a thumbs up.


"continue sir hero, everything presented here is hygienic.certified disease free" said alex while sipping his wine back.


mario was laughing at the situation.


"i want to laugh at the old man" Mario told alex.


" let him enjoy life before his tools can't stand anymore" replied alex .


while Alex who has been touched by the chest and his property below, only holding a glass containing wine . occasionally drink it. but not much is in the drink.


as a normal man, hers began to react when those comforting women fingered hers.


however, when his pants were about to be opened by the ja*lang who accompanied him, he stopped the woman's hand.


" stop.." held the woman's hand and brushed it off.


the comfort woman apologized and no longer dared to tease alex. only poured wine lined up at the table.


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in the room, Sisy was curious why alex forbade her from going out when she had a meeting with her colleagues.


sisy had opened the pavilion door and came out of it, but only a few moments she returned to the room. undo her intention to see the party in the main building and immediately move into the pavilion, and then she went back to the room, go to the bedroom and start closing your eyes.


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the next day, when Sisy woke up, opening the room, Alex seemed to fall asleep on a long sofa in one of the living rooms of the pavilion.


sisy who saw it, did not dare to wake up. just pass and open the pavilliin door. breathe fresh air. gazing at the stretch of white sand beach from the front balcony of the pavilion.


sisy long enough to enjoy the fresh morning air. while busy selfie ria. perpetuate the place that he thought was so beautiful.


"are you happy about this place?" alex's question shocked sisy until the phone she used for selfie ria almost fell.


alex who saw that just smiled.


"just be surprised since when do you wake up? how do you know you've had a shower?" sisy asked, who had seen the handsome face of Alex, turned fresh, neat but still wet hair, wearing after a short-sleeved beach shirt and short beach pants that sisy had seen in the closet yesterday.


"you're too cool with photos, even though the results are the same. won't turn into supermodel gie hadid" mocked alex.


"why don't you just make gie hadid your personal whore? why should I?" sisy chimed in fiery.


"gie hadid has a lot of money, she doesn't have to sell herself to be my personal whore" made sisy instant silence over alex's monstrous statement and chose to end the conversation . walk in the pavilion. towards the room and immediately take a shower.


alex never wants to be defeated.


in fact, Alex had dated and had fun in bed with the supermodel he compared to the woman in front of him. just wanted to make her woman's resentful. Seeing her woman's resentful, it made alex even more anxious to eat her soon. moreover, seeing the woman wearing her pajamas are great.looks increasingly sexy in her eyes.


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