THE PASSION OF THE CEO

CHAPTERS 18. ESCAPED

Mr. Verrel is known as a good businessman. He always has a brilliant idea to create the latest products and has a reliable work team. The products always shake the market, there is always a brilliant idea to bring up products that can not be defeated by other companies. No one dared to disturb him. Verrel continued walking towards his room. “Good morning,Master,” said employee together.

“Hmm. Frans my room now!” Verrel stepped into his room. The CEO's room is on the top floor of a building designed with glass stretched, showing a view of the city. Anyone would enjoy the view from the room, but not Verrel. He prefers to spend time working and having fun with women nights.

“How are preparations for the launch of a new product?

“All is ready, Sir. The model chosen to promote is also in accordance with company standards,” Frans replied. He always talks without rambling, has worked long with Verrel makes him understand the desire of his boss.

“Good. You handle everything as usual,” glanced at Frans who was still standing in front of him. “No one mistake!” added again.

“Good,Master. Then I beg to withdraw,” pampitnya.

With a one-handed movement Verrel beckoned at his assistant. He began to open documents in front of him, examine them one by one and then sign and affix the company's stamp.

Suddenly the shadow of a girl disturbed his calm. Damnit damnit! Banging documents on the table. Recalling the face begging the girl, her moans and sighs. My eyes were looking at her expectantly so Verrel wouldn't touch her. The shadow of the incident this morning, made his passion appear again. Damnit damnit! Damnit damnit! Damnit damnit! Aspersion.

Why does that stupid girl's face keep on present bother me? Wiggling her head tried hard to erase her memory from Deandra. No matter how hard he tried, but the shadow of the girl's face continued to play around, making his concentration disturbed. This was the first time in her life that a girl could disturb her mind.

Verrel stepped into the bathroom in his room, washing his face. Staring at the mirror in front of him, again deandra's face with a sweet smile appeared there. Unknowingly his hand hit the mirror until it broke. His palm was bleeding from broken glass.

It's outrageous, he thought. That girl fucked me up. Back in his study, bandaged his hand wounds and tried to get back to work. It was very difficult for him to concentrate.

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Elsewhere, Deandra woke up and looked around her. Oh, my God, this is not my house! Where'sme? His face looked frightened. Trying to sit on the bed he was sleeping on, after refining his gaze, his breathing gasped. Did I go back to that jerk? muttered.

But, this isn't a hotel room, this isn't the guy's apartment, but it's a guy's room. A moment after circulating his gaze throughout the room. The design of the room is typical of men. He glanced at the nightstand, there was a picture frame of a man there. His heart skipped a beat and fear got into him. Ssshhhh. Holy hooch! What else is this experiment?

The door opened, a man came in carrying a tray. The man walked over to Deandra and placed the tray on the nightstand.

“You feel better?’ said the man panicked.

“What happened to you?” ask again while touching Deandra's arm which was immediately pushed aside by the girl.

“Do not touch me!”while crossing hands in front of the chest while staring at the alert man in front of him.

“Do not be afraid. I just wanted to help you. Keep your bad thoughts.” My name is Billy,” reached out to Deandra with a smile.

Deandra did not immediately reply, he stared at the man's face repeatedly to make sure Billy was not dangerous.

“Ha.ha. Are you amazed to see my handsome face, right? Until begong.” candanya dilute the tense atmosphere between them. Deandra still feels anxious to be in the room alone with an unknown man. Especially after the bad experience.

“This is my apartment. Sorry to bring you here without your consent. I don't know what to do, I don't know your home address. So I think it's better to bring you here.” tries to calm deandra over the real situation.

Deandra tried to remember what happened.  Thinking for a moment, he recalled walking out of the hotel, trying to stop a taxi as he saw a car heading his way. He remembers stopping the car he thought was a taxi. After that, he doesn't remember anything.  ‘Ahhhhhh...maybe this man is a taxi driver?

“You taxi driver?”ask Deandra.

“Ha..ha...ha is there a taxi driver as handsome as me? Did you think my car was a taxi?” candelessly.

“hiks...hiks..hiks....”tangis Deandra rupture.

“Sstt...hey hey hey! Already do not cry.” try to calm Deandra. Maybe something bad has happened to this girl he thought. Deandra turned her face and looked at the man. He's not Verrel.

“You see! We have never met, ” Billy said. Deandra replied with a head shake.

“Eat first. Recover your energy. After that we go to the doctor,” said Billy took food on the nightstand and gave it to Deandra.

“Thank you. No need to bother taking me to the doctor.”

“But you seem very weak. What exactly happened?” ask again.

“Hmmm. I better go home.”

“Good. Finish your meal after that I'll take you home,”

Actually Deandra objected to being ushered home by Billy. But his condition was too weak and he was afraid to take a taxi home, something bad happened to him again. The pain and pain plagued his feminine area, making him uncomfortable for long in the man's apartment.

Billy patiently leads Deandra to the car. Installing a safety belt. Until a T-junction, Deandra asked to come down, say thank you and step away. Billy was astonished by the girl's attitude, but he could not force to drive the girl to her doorstep. After walking quite a distance, Deandra took a shortcut towards her house.

Arriving in front of his house. Open the front fence and lock it back. Fear rules him. Once inside the house, she locked the door, stepped into the bedroom, threw the bag over the table.

Step into the bathroom in her bedroom, take off all the clothes, throw away the origin, stand under the shower and rub her body by pouring as much bath soap as possible.  He wanted to remove the remains left behind from the man's body. He stared at the red marks on his body that Verrel had left behind, incising the pain in his body and heart.

“Fucking men! Bastard!” his cry roared lamenting fate. How is the future going to be virgin no longer?

Eased the man said “I paid your body dearly. I'm not gonna let you go.” Deandra's anger was burning, ending his bath and wearing his clothes. Dropped his tired, powerless body on the bed, shutting his eyes into a deep sleep.

Yes, that's what he needs right now.Sleep to recover the energy depleted by the ferocity of Mr. Verrel. There was no way he could enter work today in such a terrible condition without the slightest exertion. If possible, he no longer wanted to work in the company. She hated.