THE PASSION OF THE CEO

CHAPTER 12. CUNNING SENSE VERREL

“What? It's not my fault, but sir!” deandra said with her voice raised. Before she could continue her sentence, Verrel had already pulled her into his arms and landed a kiss on the girl's forehead.  For the umpteenth time deandra was confused with the actions of the great master. Pulling deandra's arm out of the apartment.

Both of them went straight into Verrel's white sports car without a word. The car was traveling at high speed, as soon as it entered the Ceyhan Group office building, its phone rang there was an incoming call from Surya. 

You son of a bitch, this early called me.  The white sports car arrived at the parking area. Verrel holding deandra's hand who wants to open the door “Wait. Your uncle called,” while putting up a speaker so deandra could hear the conversation.  “Halo!”

“Good morning, Big Lord,” greet Surya sounds like he's happy.

“Why did you call me early in the morning?”

“Sorry, Sir. I've been interrupting Mr. time. How sir, Is it satisfied?”

Deandra who heard her uncle's voice felt very angry. But Verrel's left hand held deandra's arm while looking at her as a gesture of silence.

“No! Nothing special.” says Verrel angers Surya. While Deandra began to be upset to hear Verrel's words. ‘What? Just plain to say? He was satisfied kissing me, making me excited and then just leave.’ Huh—awas you! Deandra said in my heart.

“She is no longer a virgin!” snapped Verrel as he glanced at deandra, he could see how shocked the girl was, he wanted to protest but Verrel's hand immediately smothered his mouth to keep quiet.

‘Enak just said no virgin! Huh! The girl's breath was breathless as if she had run out tens of kilometers. Seeing deandra's facial expression made Verrel try to resist smiling. He knew how angry the girl was at his words. ‘Let's just. He'll prove it to me later,’ said in his heart.

“What? Where is possible, Sir! I guarantee she is still a virgin,’ said Surya protest. Is it true what the great master said? Ahhh-shit like this I can't possibly make a lot of money. Huh! Surya's frustration peaked.

“How can you guarantee it? I've fucked her.” Verrel said in a calm voice. Who do you think you are Surya? Dare to lie to me! Verrel muttered with a sly smile.

Surya's base is an idiot who doesn't realize that he's being bullied by the Great Lord. "So, how's mister?"

"Your offer means nothing! Like buying a second item! Not original!" satisfied to play Surya, a smile was seen on his face.

"But, Mister. You were with him last night" Surya said again not to lose money. Stupid thing, I have to get money, Surya thought.

“Quiet. I will pay for his service last night,’ Verrel said smiling mischievously as he glanced at Deandra who blushed. Verrel was really playing Surya. Meanwhile, Deandra was already very angry and did not accept himself being insulted by second goods.

“Alright, Sir. I am very happy.” said Surya.

“My assistant will send money to you.”

“Oh Yes , Sir. Do you intend to wear it again tonight?” ask Surya again.

“Why?”

“Begin, Sir, If you do not intend to rent it for tonight, I will send it to someone who dares to pay dearly,” Surya said again. It's not that Verrel didn't know that Surya had already received payment from Broto.

*This is Verrel Aditya Ceyhan's visual. The CEO is cruel

*Well, this is visual Deandra Ailsie...why do you think? Suitable for 👍👍

Verrel stared intently at deandra who was also staring at him, Deandra was very angry at his uncle's words. His eyes were foggy about to cry. So tega! Hixes. Hixes. Hiks finally she cried without a sound as her hands covered her mouth. His chest felt tight and hurt.

“Yes, I'm still renting it for tonight and the nights ahead.”

“If you may know, how many days would like to rent it, Mister?” Surya asked again.

“You don't ask much, I rent him until I'm bored. I'll be back!” snapped Verrel while disconnecting the phone. Hiks...hikss...hiks. “Why can uncle sell me?”

“Master is also evil! Why talk like that?”

“You mean?” verrel asked pretending not to know.

“Ke-why, Sir said. Sa-i already ti-.” his sentence was instantly cut off by Verrel's remark,”Then, prove it!” while smiling grinning. Mumbling in the heart ‘You won't be able to dodge another stupid girl.’

Deandra sobbed, imagining that if she refused the offer, she would lose her parents' house. So, where does he want to live? It is impossible to ride in Rosa's house, it will be very burdensome for her best friend. And his uncle would often look for him there.

“Sound well! You must obey my orders!” verrel said while giving her a tissue. "Remove your tears, crybaby!"

“You heard it yourself, right? As soon as you get away from me, your uncle will sell you to another man. Maybe there's already some men who want to hire you."

"I mean," the girl asked.

"Your uncle sold you! There are some people who have paid you! Understand!" verrel said in a high voice.

“Please me, Sir. What should I do?”

“According to my orders. Don't argue. You can stay in my apartment but I don't allow you to take anyone there.” he explained.

“Live alone there?” ask Deandra.

“Do you prefer to be alone huh? You think carefully, serve me or you will serve a different man every day?” He made a difficult choice for the girl. Making Deandra let out a long sigh, looking at Verrel with an incomprehensible look.

“Come down and work as usual. You have until lunch to think and give me an answer.”

When the two got off the white sports car, Frans was in front of them “Good morning, sir. I've called you repeatedly. Everyone is waiting for you in the meeting room.” said Frans staring at Verrel and Deandra alternately with looks of wonder and bigung.

Only answered with a nod by the master. The two men walked in and were followed by Deandra from behind with a distance.

“Sorry, Mr.”

“Yes, I saw the girl on the road,” Verrel replied briefly, he already knew what the assistant would ask about Deandra being in the car with him. Well Verrel-prestigious to say meet in the street.

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In the archives such as Verrel command delivered by a staff. 

"Sorry, Sir. Where are the financial archives located?" deandra asked a staff member who was about forty-five years old.

"You put it on the last shelf there," he replied, pointing towards the end of the hallway.

"Oh yes, when it's done, you come with me to the marketing department" said the man named Sugito.

"Well, sir," Deandra replied briefly. 'Huff-eventually finished my job here. Ehhmmm-later told what work in the marketing department?

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