THE PASSION OF THE CEO

CHAPTERS 10. STAY IN APARTMENT

The ring! The ring!

Verrel's phone rang just before he stepped into the parking lot.  He could see Deandra standing there. “Halo. What are you calling me these nights!”

“Goodnight Big Master. Sorry if you've disturbed” sounds male voice.

‘What do you want, asshole!”

“I just want to inquire about my offer, mr.”

“Not interested!” verrel ketus.

“Alright, sir. If you refuse then the offer will I give to others.” said the man who is none other than Surya, his uncle Deandra.

Suddenly Verrel remembered about the old jackfruit mentioned by Jack in his short message earlier this afternoon. Jack said the old man had given Surya money to buy the girl.  Angry made his eyes turn red, his hands clenched ‘You're brash Surya! He murmured in his heart.

“Where is the girl now?” ask Verrel.

“There is my house, sir.” said Surya lied, he did not know if Deandra was still in the parking area waiting for the big master.

“Ha.ha. How dare you lie, asshole!” his voice sounded creepy like a lion ready to pounce.

“I'm not lying, Mr.” with high confidence Surya is trying to convince.

“He's at your house you said?”angry at the lie of that bastard.

“How can the girl be in your house, if she is with me now!” verrel shouted which made Surya surprised.

Verrel watched the girl's movements from where she was standing.

"A-What do you mean, sir?" Surya was very surprised to hear the Great Lord's words. He knows Deandra works there but he doesn't think he's losing fast. But Surya didn't lose his mind.

“Can I talk to him, sir?” asked the man a little. Being caught lying to the Great Lord meant severe punishment awaited him. But he wouldn't want to be played by the big master.

“Well, if you don't believe,” Verrel walks towards Deandra, once she's right in front of the girl “Speak.” while giving her phone to deandra. Bigung has no idea what happened, deandra took the phone from Verrel's hand and “Halo,”

Hearing that was true deandra's voice, Surya's face was pale and one of his hands covered his mouth, his eyes enlarged.

“Deandra, this is uncle. Where are you?”

No less surprised to hear the voice of his uncle “Ya, uncle. I was with Mr. Verrel.” while glancing at Verrel who was still staring at him sharply.

“What's up, uncle?” Still dumbfounded, what's going on? Why did uncle contact Mr Verrel? Now he is getting scared and anxious. Not yet had time to answer Deandra, Verrel hand quickly grabbed his phone “Have you heard?” snapped Verrel while ending the conversation.

...*...

Surya who was panicked and frightened, walked back and forth in his place trying to think of something. If Deandra's with the Great Lord now means I can't get anything even Mr. Broto will sue for returning the money. Yes, he had already offered his nephew to a rich, aged man.

He pressed the big master's number and contacted him but got no answer. Didn't lose his mind he sent a short message ‘Sorry, Sir. If you're with my nephew now, then you agree to my offer. I'm waiting for the payment, Mr.’

...*...

Verrel opened the door of his white sports car and let deandra in.  The treatment of this great master really makes deandra more astonished and bigung.  There was no explanation whatsoever that he received with what had just happened.

“Where do you want to drive?” verrel asked as he drove his car out of his office building. Deandra's just him because she doesn't know where to go tonight.

“Hei! Why are you silent!”

“Ehmmm..sorry, Sir. Actually sa-” with a vibrating voice heard the big master yell at him again. His eyes were straight staring at the focus of the road, while his sturdy hands clasped tightly onto the steering wheel of the car. Glancing at the girl sitting next to him, the girl's cheeks were slightly wet with tears. His left hand rubbed the tears on deandra's cheek which made the girl surprised.

“I know you're bigung. You can't go home to your house. I'll take you somewhere.” said Verrel to answer all deandra's lies. 

“Sorry, Sir. What is the relationship between my uncle and Master?” asking doubtfully did not want to make the big lion beside him angry.

“Ehmmm...did you not know? Your uncle didn't say anything to you?”

Deandra began to think about the events of these few days, the threats of her uncle and aunt as well as the offers from the great master.  What big master is meant by is Mr Verrel? Ask in the heart. There was no conversation between the two after that, they were silent and dissolved with their respective minds.

Verrel is still thinking about Surya's offer. He is not someone who likes to be regulated by others let alone it is about making decisions. But Surya did that to her, making her very angry and furious.

However, imagining that the girl sitting next to him would be sold to an old jackass, making Verrel even more angry. ‘Rather than this girl falling into that old bangka, better she be with me’ thought she. “Toh this girl is also very pretty.’

Not realizing that since there was deandra his attitude was strange, even his personal assistant was not out of thought with the behavior of his superiors that he considered strange and rare.  Before long, the white sports car arrived at an apartment.  Verrel got out of the car with deandra.  The girl who was still big, looked at the luxurious apartment building in front of her.

“Where are we going, sir?’

“Do not ask much. Just follow my orders!” verrel said as he pulled the girl's hand into the apartment building. Seeing the arrival of the great master, several security guards as well as employees lowered their heads in reverence that only Verrel replied with a nod.

Luxury Apartment Building “La Viesta Sky” is the most luxurious apartment building in the country and one of the apartment buildings owned by the Ceyhan family. Verrel continued walking while pulling deandra's hand into the elevator. Both are still silent, until the elevator reaches where Verrel's penthouse is located. 

“It's done?” verrel asked to look at the girl who was amazed.

“Ehmm..sorry, Sir. This apartment is very good.” said with rounded eyes. Walk towards the large sofa in the middle of the room facing a large window made of glass so that it shows a beautiful view out there. Dropped his body on that soft black sofa,

Verrel, who was in the bar in the room, grabbed the champagne, poured it into a glass and took a sip. Pouring a bottle of mineral water on deandra while sitting next to the girl. “You hungry?”

“No, Sir, I've eaten.”

“Can I ask, sir?” Deandra asked.

“You want to know why your uncle called me?”

“Yes, that's right, sir. Do you know my uncle?”

Verrel sighed and looked at the girl beside him, telling him about Surya who owed him a lot. About gambling debts, corporate debts and deandra's parents' house mortgaged to him as a guarantee of debt.

“Ja-so? The person my uncle was referring to was-?”

“Yes, i. He told you?” ask Verrel.

Suddenly deandra gathered in front of Verrel while closing his hands in front of him begging “I beg you, Sir. I don't want to!”

“What do you want?” ask Verrel.

“Master can cut my salary every month, but please don't take my house. That's my parents' only remaining relic.” said deandra, tears began to fall on her cheeks. “But please, Sir. Don't hurt me.” he said begging.

Verrel took a deep breath. “You can choose! Me or old man!”

“Ma-what do you mean, sir?” surprised asking.

Verrel grabs the cell phone, opens a message from Surya and shows it to deandra, leaving the girl very surprised. “What?” his eyeballs were round, he had no other choice. He looked up at Verrel, both of them staring at each other. Verrel suddenly lowered his head and kissed the girl's lips. The cup!

Deandra fell for a sudden kiss from the great master, still fixated. Then Verrel held onto both of the girl's shoulders tightly “If I agreed to your request to cut your salary every month, your uncle would still sell you to that old jackass, you have no other choice!”

“You should choose with me or old bangka it,”

“Choosing you won't change anything, sir,’ deandra said.

“At least you serve a rich and handsome man. Or would you rather serve that old jackass?” tanya Verrel who makes deandra shiver imagines herself with a man who deserves to be her grandfather.

But, if he chose a great master then he would be tormented, given the news he had heard about the savagery of this man. Like eating simalakama fruit, he was faced with a very difficult choice.

“If I choose master, will the promise master not hurt me?”

“Ha.ha...ha. You dare to bargain with me? You just make your choice!”

Grabbing deandra's arm that was still crouching in front of her, attracting the girl.

“Release, Sir! I don't want to!” deandra shouted trying to escape. But Verrel did not care about his screams and continued to pull him up to the second floor, stopping in front of a door and opening it.

“Shut! It's already night!” While opening the door and pulling deandra's body. While grimacing in pain due to a strong grip on his arm but back his eyes bulged when he saw the bedroom. Very luxurious, with a large bed located in the middle of the room.  There was a big dark blue sofa by the window.

“You slept here tonight!” verrel said taking off his grip from deandra's arm while looking at her sharply. “Am I going to be alone here, sir?” deandra. However, that question was misunderstood by Verrel. He smiled grinning while staring intently at deandra.  ‘Means he has already decided his choice’ thought the man.

“You are not alone. I will accompany you.”he said lowering his tone.

“Hah?” No, no sir. I don't want to sleep with you.”

“You have no choice Deandra. Today or tomorrow, you will still sleep with me.” Verrel remembers the offer from Surya.

“Mean, sir?”

Verrel sighed deeply, “You've made a choice right?.” made the girl's face pale instantly.  Did this guy misunderstand me? But he was right, I had no other choice. With him or the old man.issshhhh he suddenly wanted to vomit imagining if the old man named Broto touched him. 

Verrel didn't see the girl's movements. However he wanted the girl, somehow his body reacted differently every time he saw the beautiful girl, there was a passionate desire demanding release, which again he had never felt this passionate desire before. He'll get the girl though by forcing her.

“Let me sleep on the sofa only, mister.”

“You sleep here, I sleep in my room. Don't be afraid, I won't collect your debt tonight.” Again the sentence makes deandra goosebumps feel scared and anxious. The apartment has two rooms. Verrel's main room is equipped with its working space. Sometimes he comes to this apartment with the woman he rented, even that can be counted several times, because usually he takes his rental woman to the hotel.

“Tapi—Tuan.”

“Do not argue!”

Afraid of getting snapped, Deandra just fell silent and nodded her head. ‘Since yesterday this cruel man's attitude is a little soft, I better obey him.’ Laying her body back down after seeing Verrel out of the room and after 30 minutes of not being seen if the man returned, she felt safe, Deandra closed her eyes and slept soundly.