THE PASSION OF THE CEO
CHAPTERS 126. VERREL'S RIVAL
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“You still don't want to talk ha?” snapped at a large tall man with a sinister look, beating up a man who was standing upright with both hands and bound on his back. His face was so smeared that he could no longer be recognized.. While next to him there are two men with equally impressive conditions. In the other corner of the room was a bed on which lay a woman with her hands tied to the top of the bed, her feet left free but seeing the condition of the woman, there was no way she could fight. The woman was Deandra's age, her face was also beautiful and her body was smooth.
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ARRRGHHHHH. The three men were again tortured with lashes, kicked, beaten repeatedly. The torment of the torment they received day and night, still silent.
“It turns out you are loyal also to the person who paid you,” said the man sangar again.
“A—ampun sir. To-to—long stop. My wife and I were held as collateral.”
“Good! Just shut that mouth of yours. You won't be able to see your wife and child.”
“Don't Sir, please. My son is still a child.”
“If you knew your son was a child, you should have used your brain to think before choosing to be your boss's pet dog!”
The man snorted, then ordered the others to stop beating the three men. “Enough for today, tomorrow more. Until they want to open their mouths, or die slowly.”
“Then, how about that woman?” ask a man who is also stout.
“If you still want to enjoy it, just leave it here.” he replied ketus then walked away from the room.
The two men grinned, then approached the bed where the woman was lying. Her face was beautiful but how could the woman be so evil, if she saw her innocent face. But anyone can turn evil for some reason, money is always the main reason.
“We should clean his body and dress him, to make it more exciting,” evil grin the man greeted his friend with a nod. The woman who was looking at them with a faint and weak gaze but her gaze showed deep fear. Ever since he was captured and taken to this underground chamber, I don't know how many times he has been sputtered alternately by men of stout stature that he can no longer remember his face. Because different men always come to him and channel desire. In the heart of the woman can only curse herself for her stupidity following the invitation of the man she loved in exchange for a lot of money and made a girlfriend, she got the money and had enjoyed for a week. He bought nice clothes and showed them to his friends. But only a week, after that his life was like hell. If he remembers, it used to be before he got stuck in this basement, if he needed money he was just flirting with rich men who made him lustful. Now he is still in the same status as a gratifier without payment.
“Why can this be? You fucking asshole! I'll reply you,” umpatnya without a sound, the corner of his eyes water, regretting everything that has happened. I don't know when he'll be in that room that's like hell to him. He did not know who the people who always entered the creepy room. Every day he heard cries of pain from the three men who were in the basement, that he could not see their faces because of the separate room, that was, only the heartbreaking screams and cries of pain were always heard day and night.
Until this morning, the two men untied her hands and carried her body into the bathroom. He splashed it with cold water and cleaned his body. After that was all he could do, his body was too weak to resist, even though he tried, still he would not be able to get out of there. The escort in that place was very strict. After cleaning and dressing the girl, they took her to a room. Both men enjoyed free service.
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“Ha! Look at that..our children are so funny, baby." cried Verrel involuntarily when he saw two fetuses on the screen monitor. “His face is similar to mine,”.
“Thank God, because I hope so. So I can look at my son's face if you're not around.” Deandra smiled.
“Are you going to love him more than me?”
“For sure!” gereget Deandra with cute face looking at the monitor screen. Viktor and Yahya just looked at each other at the interaction of his two grandchildren.
“Ohh. So you're starting to love me no more? What after she was born, I have to compete with her?” ask Verrel jealous.
“Iya! he.he.he.he.because he's my second love that I love most. He's a combination of your love and mine. Aaaa...he is very adorable.” said Deandra. “Doctor give me a copy of his ultrasound photo yes,”
“Alright Mistress.” says Doctor Rika. Before long the nurse gave a sheet of ultrasound photos to Deandra, then the doctor and nurse also said goodbye. Two other nurses immediately moved the ultrasound equipment out of the room. Since Verrel and Deandra lived in Viktor's villa, medical equipment was already complete. Deandra no longer need to go all the way to the hospital to check the content. Rika and two nurses come to visit twice a week to check on Deandra and her baby. Rika's doctor is Romeo's co-worker.
“Not yet born has taken you from me, especially if it was born, I may not care anymore,” said Verrel exhaled.
“Ha...ha...ha....ha...” laughs out loud both old men sitting on the sofa not far from the bed where Deandra lay, “It looks like you have to work even harder after your child is born,” Yahya said mocking his grandson.
“Yahya, how about we split two only. One baby for you and one for me,” Viktor said gesturing to Yahya. “Wah...good idea then,” Yahya said.
“No! Nah! Opa can't take my son! It's good you guys want to take my son,”
Deandra laughed as she held her stomach, suddenly whimpering in pain as the three men drew closer to the bed. “Why, son?”
“It's okay. My son kicked hard once.”
“Why are you kicking mommy, bad boy? Are you mad at daddy huh?” verrel asked who put his hand on Deandra's stomach. Returning the kick just under Verrel's hand, Deandra grimaced while holding back a smile due to her son's response.
“Waduh, the kick is very strong,” said Verrel who felt his son's kick.
“It looks like they're mad at you,” Yahya said
“You must be careful if your child is born. Now my grandson already has two little bodyguards who will always defend him.” Viktor smiled.
“Viktor, do you remember when Verrel was a kid, how he got mad at us for coming home late?”
“Yes, yes I remember. If it wasn't wrong then he was four years old. Standing in front of the door with his arms crossed over his chest like a mafia boss, his eyes were sharp. I remember that time I told you your grandson would be feared by people. A child is scary.ha.ha. Turns out he even married my granddaughter forcibly,” Viktor's laughter broke. The atmosphere of the room was cheerful even more so Deandra who heard the stories of the two old geezers about little Verrel.
“Do you think our grandchildren will be as scary as that huh?” ask Viktor.
“Maybe more frightening, because there is the blood of Viktor Benazar Hutama flowing in his body,” replied Yahya laughing.
