THE PASSION OF THE CEO
CHAPTERS 111. GREAT HOPE
The woman grew more frightened, her lips twitching. He recalled how Rico treated her like a hired woman who was only needed to satisfy his passion. But last night Iva got what she had hoped for all this time, something beautiful, when she decided to bend her knees before the man. Rico gives her pleasure.
“If you still don't understand, then I can-”
“Understanding, sis. Iva understood,” his words quickly cut off Rico's threat. “Iva won't insult me anymore, as long as brother doesn't punish me like that time. I'll do whatever you want.” The woman lowered her face again.
“Included, if the woman returned to the big brother's embrace. I would willingly accept it, even if it was the second. Iva sincerely brother, will always obey orders brother.”
Rico grinned wickedly, he felt satisfied. “Good! That's called a good wife. As a bonus to you this morning, I'm gonna give you a love-making sensation that you won't forget for the rest of your life, how? Want?”
Instantly Iva's face met and her chest pounded. He no longer waited to open his two hanging legs and take his feet up to the table.
“Good. You're smart now.” hiss Rico. I will make it easy to play with you, when the time comes I will throw you away, he murmured in his heart.
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“How? Is everything in order?”
“It's done. You no longer need to worry.”
“Have you confirmed that no one knows? I don't want any trace. Don't let any evidence point to me, understand?” said Rico.
“Ck….Beres. I'm not the only one this works for you, sir. One more thing, the woman is now in the hospital. You can see it there.”
“I know,” says fast. “Go from this country. The money you received from me was enough for you to start a new life abroad. Remember that! Never go back to Indonesia!”
The man dressed in black got up from his seat. “Thanks. Nice doing business with you.” He leaves Rico, who still enjoys a cup of coffee. A big smile on his face was a sign of victory. Seringai dibirnya appear “A minute again. Just one more step I will have you baby.” he said while laughing.
Not realizing it from a distance precisely from behind a pillar there is a pair of brownish eyes that are scouting. “It turns out he's the mastermind of all this.”
Rico took a sip of his coffee and smiled, his eyes sparkling knowing everything was going according to his plan. In a moment, you'll be mine, baby. Mumbled chuckling. ‘Hmmm. It's all your fault, brother. I've given you the option to hand over my lover to me but you prefer this civil war. Now, I'm taking everything from you. Not only from you but I will also take over all the wealth of the Baratha family.’
The man finished his coffee, then left. He drove to the hospital where Deandra was being treated. After taking the streets of the capital today, after driving for thirty minutes, Rico finally reached the hospital. He stopped his car in the parking lot and circled his eyes to see if anything was suspicious. After feeling safe, he got out of his car and stepped in. But just before he was in front of the entrance, Rico saw two of Deandra's bodyguards come out of the elevator, he turned back to his car and left the hospital.
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“There's information you got?” ask a man to someone.
“Not yet, Sir. We've been looking for the last address, but no one recognized.”
“Spread your men to look for him. Find his whereabouts as soon as possible.” his orders in a cold and flat tone. For years he searched but did not find the whereabouts of the person he was looking for. With a hand signal, he sent his man out.
He got up from his seat and walked out of the darkly impressed workroom with a powerful aura. The man walked into a room, where there were some people who seemed to be busy.
“How is he doing? Has there been any progress, doctor?”
“We must wait for the patient to be aware to confirm the next diagnosis.”
“Hmmm...” The man looked up at the bed, a man lying unconscious with an infusion hose and a computer monitor showing a heartbeat.
The doctor seemed to think. “Can be as soon as possible, it will also take a long time, Mr.”
“Then, roughly what will happen when he wakes up later?”
“Patients could have lost both legs function for a while.” says doctor explains.
Hearing that explanation made the old man quiet. He stared intently at the lying man, the glint of his eyes was hard to explain, there was anger, hatred mixed in. His jaw hardened and both hands clenched. He muttered to mention a name, but it was unclear whose name he mentioned.
Without turning his eyes to the man lying on the bed, he muttered inwardly. “You must stay alive so that I can avenge me.”
“You do your best. If he's conscious, tell me immediately.”
“Good, Mr.” said the doctor and nurse in the room.
The old man stepped out, down the long hallway of the big house that had a dark and frightening impression due to the aura that emanated.
He returned to his workroom. Open a laptop and see the viral news about the plane crash that befell the CEO of the owner of Ceyhan Group. A grin appeared on the corner of his lips. His right hand pulled out his desk drawer, took out a photo. Look at the photo with a shaking hand.
The man's eyes were misty, his hands rubbing the photo that had been seen for a long time. “Where are you, baby? Papa's been looking for you for so long.” Not feeling his tears dripping, there was a longing that stifled his chest. Regret for the past that made the man have to lose his most precious treasure because of his ego. For years he searched, because he lived abroad made it difficult to continue the search, he was only dependent on his man in Indonesia.
“I am old, may God forgive all my mistakes. Hopefully I am still given the opportunity to meet my son before the death to pick me up.” he said softly. He slowly put the photo back in the drawer, along with several other photos.
Soon the phone sounded. A call from one of his confidants.
"Hello, Mister."
"I have the latest information, sir. I'll send it to you soon, sir."
"All right."
"There's more, sir" said the man.
"What! Tell me quickly."
"..............."
The man's face instantly changed as he listened to the reports from his men. A grin appeared on his face.
"..............."
"good. Nice work. Soon you'll find out where he is, if you can you should get a picture of him."
"Good, Sir. I'll carry out the orders, sir."
The man also disconnected the phone together with a knock on the door of his study. A middle-aged woman who worked there as a waiter stepped in to bring a cup of coffee to her employer.
