THE PASSION OF THE CEO
CHAPTERS 209. VERREL'S REFUSAL
The three men began their conversation about the business investment to be woven. They talked about their business partnership. The other three women were sitting on a sofa close to Anggara. One of the girls always stared at Verrel without blinking. He knows who the man is, the man known as a ruthless and sadistic CEO, is also a bed master who is in great demand of many women though after meeting Deandra, the, the man never looked at another woman again.
Verrel grabbed his glass and took a sip of the expensively-glazed liquid. He seemed to close his eyes for a while enjoying the warm feeling that soaked his throat. The man opened his eyes again. All of Verrel's attitude was not separated from the gaze of the night woman in front of him.
“Ssttt.....what did you see?” whispered a girl to a beautiful girl with a sexy black press who had just looked at Verrel.
“I saw the man. He is very handsome and his body is nice.”
“Oh..that's Mr. Verrel. The richest man in Asia and dubbed as the master of the bed. Listen, all the women he has ever worn say that man is very powerful.”
“Oh yes? Very interesting, I want to accompany him tonight and give him the most satisfactory service.”
“Not that easy. The average woman he wears always ends up bad. He also only wears a woman once. She doesn't like to wear women a second time, is she? But based on the rumors I heard from other women, she always paid dearly.”
“I will get it tonight, surely it feels amazing to be able to feel the strength of a man like him.” whispered the girl to her friend.
“Try...if I am afraid, I hear that man is sadistic. After all he is married and rumors after marriage he never again glanced at another woman.”
“I became more and more interested to be able to get his attention.” said the girl full of confidence. When he saw the three men were done with their business, he saw Frans who wanted to go to the toilet. He and two other girls poured drinks in his guest's classroom. When she had just poured Verrel-glazed drinks, the girl suddenly dropped herself into Verrel's lap, leaving the man shocked and reflexively pushing the girl's body to the ground.
“How dare you!” snapped Verrel.
“Please, Mr. Verrel, they are just doing their job tonight to serve guests in this room and you are my guest.”
“Sorry Mr. Anggara maybe you've misjudged me. But I'm not interested in these women.”
“Sabar Mr. Verrel. Don't get too tense, just enjoy it tonight and if you don't like them it's okay either.” said Anggara trying to calm Verrel then he glanced at the girl as if beckoning.
“Master forgive me for my mistake earlier. But please allow me to serve the Master tonight, it is my duty to serve the Master and satisfy the needs of Mr.” said the girl with high confidence.
“What did you say? Serving? I don't need to be served by you or anyone here. I already have a wife at home who can serve me.”
“Alright Sir, I understand. Let me accompany Mr drink, how?” ask the woman still with confidence that Verrel will be interested in her charms. Then the girl tried her luck again by sitting next to Verrel.
“Who let you sit here,ha?” Jerk Verrel pissed. “Go there! I'm not interested in you guys! My wife is so much prettier and sexier than you guys!” Verrel got up from his seat along with Frans who re-entered the room, Frans pias' face saw his boss was angry. “What is this?” ask Frans.
“We're leaving! Thank you Mr. Anggara for your resignation tonight. Next time there is no need to offer any woman to me because I am not interested!”
“Once again forgive me Mr. Verrel has made you uncomfortable.” said Anggara trying to be kind when in his heart he felt annoyed. He did not believe that the person dubbed the master of the bed would reject the young and beautiful girls he had proffered. Verrel's remarks surprised him, not expecting that the man was not interested at all with the girls Anggara had proffered.
“You are nothing with my wife!” verrel's index finger pointed at the girl's face. “My wife is so much better than you! Move!” verrel pushed the girl's body which he felt was blocking his way. Verrel came out of the room, followed by Frans. He glanced at the clock in his hand, still showing it at eight in the night. Without speaking, the two men slid off the luxurious nightclub in anger.
“Frans, you cancel your cooperation with Mr. Anggara!” exclaim Verrel.
“Cancel I said! I don't care who he is. What was that man thinking? Does he think I can be bribed by treating young girls?”
“Alright Sir. Tomorrow I will handle everything.”
“Oh one more thing, don't ever tell my wife anything about tonight's incident. He can sulk and ignore me for months.”
Verrel's words made Frans try to hold back a laugh, he had often seen his boss carelessly just because Deandra sulked and took a long time to seduce him.
“Do you want to laugh Frans?”
“No, Mr.”
Verrel sends a message to his wife that he is on his way home. He was afraid that the great madam would go berserk.
Arriving in front of the house, it turns out that Deandra and Rosa have been standing in front of the door welcoming them with both hands folded in front of the chest, a smile as sweet as honey emanated from the faces of both. Verrel swallowed the saliva looking at his wife's attitude, obviously it frightened him if his wife already knew what was happening.
“Goodnight my dear husband.” Deandra's hand holds Verrel's arm and goes into the house. The same thing happened to Rosa.
“Hai darling. Fortunately, he came home and was on time. You hungry huh? I've had the food, did you eat papa Lily first?”
Frans swallowed his salivary hearing a sentence that slid from his wife's mouth. “Can I ask you something?” ask Frans.
“Bby. Want to ask what my dear?” said Rosa spoiled while wriggling in her husband's arms.
“Let's go, we have dinner first yes I'm hungry.” Frans replied. By the time they entered the dining room, Verrel and Deandra were there. The two men exchanged lyrics, confused at the attitude of their two wives.
Dinner went well and quietly, no one asked and talked about what happened at the club. Only the eating utensils were heard, finished their dinner directly into their respective rooms. Tonight Frans and Rosa occupy the guest room on the first floor.
Deandra sat down at the end of the bed waiting for Verrel to finish his bath. The man came out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist and walked over to his wife.
“Mommy hasn't slept, baby?”
“Hemmm....how was the meeting?” deandra Cecar.
“Meeting was smooth but I asked Frans to cancel the cooperation with Mr. Anggara. Tomorrow Frans will take care of everything.” replied Verrel.
“Cancel? Wh why? Didn't you say he was an old client and wanted to invest in a new project? Then why do you suddenly want to cancel the cooperation? What happened at the club? Are you accompanied by beautiful girls? Usually at the club, right?”
Verrel took a deep breath and then exhaled.
