The CEO's Successor Wife

CHAPTER 50 Strong Desire

Seeing the figure of the man he knew though faint - faint makes Freya increasingly windy.

" You...let go of your hand!" Shouted Freya with a hunting breath.

" I can help you!" His other words were none other than Gio.

Yes, since he met his eyes can not be separated watching Freya's movements. Feeling something strange about Freya in silence - Gio followed her.

" I don't need your help! Please take your hands off me! Haaaaah." Freya's screams are getting louder.

Seeing Freya's contradictory attitude and speech made Gio even bolder.

" I know you want it! I can help you!" Gio.

" no. Don't touch me asshole. Ughhhhh release....!" Freya screamed but her body reacted another way and hoped for more after getting a touch from Gio.

" Let go.....!" The connection was getting more and more furious and tried his hardest to fight against such a great desire.

" Come Frey! There's nothing you can do now. Only I can help you."

" You....." With the body getting hotter Freya gets out of control.

Just as Freya was about to give in to her helplessness a hand reached for Freya's right arm firmly the man pulled Freya into his arms.

" Take your filthy hands off her! So is the attitude of a team leader from the marketing division towards his representatives who take advantage of the opportunity just for your selfishness?" Exclaimed the man.

"You.....! Don't interfere!" Hardik Gio's.

" Cih..basic loser!" He said that he immediately carried Freya ala bridal style and left the hotel lobby with Gio who was still in his position.

" Damn..shit! Why does he always show up huh.." hardik Gio was upset.

Although Freya's consciousness was not full, she could still see the face of the man holding her. Although his gaze was faint he clearly recognized the handsome face that had always haunted him.

" Ahh you! Although this is only in a dream but help me master! I can't take it anymore. My body is so hot!" Freya muttered who was in the sling of the man who had lived one roof with her these few months.

" Fuckin' sloppy!" Cebik Akram who saw something was wrong with Freya. He quickly takes Freya from a jerk like Gio.

" Ahhhhh, even in a dream I can hear your voice clearly sir! A 3 dimensional dream!" Celoteh Freya.

" Ckk...the basics are you!" Cebik Akram immediately took Freya to his room which was also in the same hotel at a party.

Akram also directly pressed the elevator button directly to the top floor of the hotel which is the presidential suite room.

After opening the room door, Akram immediately dropped Freya's body on a bed that was twice the size of a king size. With a white silk cloth and a super soft bed makes Freya wriggling like a hot worm.

Seeing Freya's increasingly alarming state made Akram unable to stay still, he immediately did something to Freya to reduce the heat in his body.

With a body that felt crumpled dimly made Freya who was still under the blanket make him reluctant to get up. He was still enjoying the soft and soft bed that he had just felt.

By collecting the rest of his life that has not been fully collected makes Freya stretch the entire oto - the muscles of his body.

With a wide yawn, he tried to collect pieces of his memory that recorded the incident last night.

" A very beautiful dream! I can - I usually dream of being in the arms of Mr Akram ! Until I could hear his voice yesterday night. It's like reality." Freya muttered who was still complacent about the comfort of the bed she felt.

" Are you awake?" A familiar sounding voice in his ears suddenly spread Freya's daydream.

After knowing the owner of the sound makes Freya jumped from her sleeping position.

Ctakkk, a flick landed perfectly on Freya's forehead.

" Awww, sick sir!" Shouted Freya by rubbing - wipe her forehead that feels hot.

" Conscious ! Fast breakfast." Said Akram leaving the room and put a brown paper bag on the bed.

" Clean your body first and that's your change of clothes!" He said by pointing at the paper bag.

Gathering Freya's consciousness completely made Freya stand up straight from her seat.

" Kyaaaaa, isn't this my room?" Pekik Freya after observing and circulating her gaze to all corners of the hotel room. The rooms are predominantly gold in color, and come with premium furniture. Inside the room are two zones that separate the rest and entertainment areas. The master bedroom is twice the size of a king-size bed. With bathroom facilities that are no less spectacular than in complete Jacuzzi, sauna, private massage room, 24-carat gold-plated Sherle Wagner shower, Neorest toilet and super luxurious bathroom amenities. Its location on the top floor of the hotel also provides its own advantages in enjoying the spectacular panorama of the sea and beach.

" Wow! Really - really presidential suite hotel room! The bathroom had its shower covered with 24 carat gold. Ck .ck..ckk." Mumbled

" It's worth the price to stay in this room can make all pockets torn especially for employees like me." Freya Saying.

" Uh..wait!..Argggggggggggh" cried Freya strongly after realizing something was wrong with her. With a palpable - palpable body to the feminine part makes Freya more hysterical.

Pieces of his memory last night continued to appear in his mind.

Tok..tok.tok..tok.heard a loud enough scream made Akram come to the bathroom.

" Are you okay?" Ask Akram.

" Yes.I'm fine - what sir!" Reply Freya.

" Surge!" Tell Akram to leave the bathroom.

" Hosh...hosh...what really happened, why did I get one room with Mr Akram? Have we done it? Arggggggg really cannot be trusted. How can I meet him under these circumstances? To make sure I have to ask him directly." Oceh Freya by looking at the reflection of her reflection from the mirror.

Kriekkk.... With an unsettled mind Freya forced her steps to approach Akram in the dining room. With a dress wrapped in green bottles up to the knee with a suit collar and a belt makes Freya look very beautiful.

" Eat!" Tell Akram to see Freya still staring in front of him.

" Okay sir!" Freya could not argue.

The atmosphere at the dining table was awkward and quiet. No sound came out of them only the sound of the clangs of spoons and forks clashing against each other with plates.

" You feeling better?" Ask Akram after he finished his meal.

" Suda.ah sir!"

" Good!"

" Something happened between us last night, sir?" Freya asked curiously even though she was embarrassed to ask.

" You don't remember?"

" Yes sir?"

"Ahh...it's a shame! I was forced to do it because I saw you like a hot worm that kept wriggling and clinging." Akram.

" Kyaaaaa.. Do we really do it?" Freya asked with a disappointed heart.

" Ehmm...."

" Upssssss, is that true!!! Arghhhhh!" Pekik Freya does not believe in his actions that have crossed the line.