
Verrel took Deandra out of the elevator into the ballroom to be used for the wedding. He deliberately brought the girl there to surprise her. Deandra repeatedly asked Verrel where he was taking her, but did not respond at all.
Now they stood in front of the big door, Frans opened it and they stepped in. The entire ballroom was decorated and Verrel was amazed to see the luxurious decorations, very out of expectations.
“Verrel, can you put me down?”
He lowered Deandra and twisted Deandra's body to face him, then he removed the blindfold. Suddenly he kissed the girl's lips, making Frans surprised and immediately turned his face away. ‘Sial! Why does the big master like to make a single soul thrash?
Deandra replies to the man's kiss, he circles his hand around Verrel's neck making the man even more violent****** and enjoys every taste the girl offers. Long enough they kissed without caring Frans who stroked his chest. ‘Ampun..pardon...I must be patient, big master now likes to fondle the mistress wherever.’.
Verrel let go of his kiss, both of them gasping for air. Verrel turned Deandra's body immediately amazed by the view of the super luxurious ballroom. “What do you think, honey? Is there anything less?”
“Verrel...” deandra is speechless. Amazed as he spread his gaze around the ballroom. She had not expected Verrel to actually prepare for such a lavish wedding. Verrel hugged Deandra from behind. “Do you like?”
“Ehemm...like once.” replied Deandra with a sparkling face.
“Is it in line with your dream wedding? Or is there something you want to add?”
He was silent and did not answer. Deandra smiles while imagining if this marriage is her and her lover. The attitude of silence was precisely interpreted by Verrel as a sign that Deandra liked it.
Unknowingly he called the man's name “It's so beautiful Rico.” That burly hand instantly pulled him “Did you say?” Verrel's emotions run high hearing the girl accidentally mention a man's name.
Deandra fell silent, gulping her saliva. Fear was on his face, how could I even say his name? Verrel will punish me.
“I warned you not to mention the name of that jerk!” his face was red, both hands clenched.
“How dare you!” he shouted while pulling Deandra's hand with anger. Deandra whimpered in pain from Verrel's hand grips in her arms.
Surprised by a rough stomp in her hand, Deandra immediately hugged Verrel and cried. “I'm sorry. I accidentally promised I wouldn't do it again. I beg you, dear.”
Verrel was silent at Deandra's words.
"Frans, take him home!" orders to the assistant. Her heart ached hearing Deandra mention the name of the jerk.
Frans took Deandra in the car and took her home. The girl was frightened to see Verrel's angry face.
Verrel, whose emotions were running high and hurt, chose to go to the hotel. He hired a woman as his vantage point.
...*...
A sexy woman was in bed with a handsome, burly man. The sexy beautiful woman was begging her master to feel the pleasure of the man's body that she heard from her friends.
"You satisfied him first I let you enjoy the others" said the man who was none other than Verrel.
The woman had been trying to make Verrel excited, but it was strange for Verrel who did not feel any pleasure.
Plaque!
With a sigh he slapped the woman who could not make his desire satisfied. Precisely Deandra's face that appeared in front of him, my face Deandra's crying playfully in front of him made him push his rental woman down from the bed.
Damnit damnit!
Verrel went into the bathroom cleaning his body. After putting on his clothes, he left his hired woman.
...*...
'Why do you still make me angry. How dare you call that jerk. His emotions are mounting due to Deandra's attitude earlier and his wild passion is insatiable because Deandra's face continues to appear.
Arriving home, no one dared to say hello when he saw the face of the great master who was angry. He went straight up the stairs to his room.
Hearing the footsteps entering the room, Deandra stood up and ran towards Verrel and immediately hugged him.
"Ma-forgive me. I was not intentionally. I beg you to forgive me. I promise I won't repeat it" Deandra said with tears in her eyes.
Verrel's explosive emotions suddenly disappeared, just vanished. He returned deandra's embrace and kissed the top of her head.
“Sorry, dear. I was rude to you.” he said. He regretted his actions. Verrel carried Deandra and laid him on the bed, he was in a mess over what he had done.
“Is anyone sick?” he asked Deandra who only answered with a headband. He was still in shock over the incident, almost something bad happened.
‘I have to be more careful next time. There is my son-in-law I must guard, or Verrel will punish me if I cannot take care of him.’ deandra said in her heart.
...*...
After the meeting, Rico took a walk in Tsim Sha Tsui, one of the shopping locations for branded goods in Hong Kong. He wanted to buy a gift for his girl. After getting the item he was looking for, he suddenly recalled someone who might know the whereabouts of the girl. He looked at a name on his phone, the name of a neighbor. He immediately pressed the number, not waiting for long, the call was connected.
“Halo.” heard the voice of a woman across.
“Sorry mom. This is Rico, Deandra's girlfriend. You remember, don't you?” he did not answer because the woman was trying to remember.
“Ah Yes. I recall. What's up son Rico call.”
“Begini mom. I want to inquire about Deandra.”
“Lho really nak Rico not with deandra huh?” ask the woman in wonder.
“No, Mom. I am abroad and have not been able to contact him for a long time.”
“Yaelah. I thought the handsome guy the other day was son of Rico.” the mother said.
“Means mother?”
“Tempo today there are luxury cars that enter Deandra's house, if not wrong at that time there are two luxury cars. They were soon out of that house. Until now the house is empty, Deandra has never been seen again home,” said the mother explained.
Rico was stifled to hear the words of the mother whose house was next to the house of deandra. Rico had stopped by the mother named Ningsih's house while waiting for Deandra to come home.
"Did you ever call her?"
"Earlier. But her phone could not be reached" said her mother, who twice tried to contact Deandra, because she saw her neighbor's house was always closed.
“Do you know where her family is now?”
“Uncle and aunt were also never seen coming to visit after that.”
The deg!
Rico's heart was pounding, his mind filled with bad thoughts. Even his phone could not be reached until now.
“Thanks ya ma'am. I will try to find him after I return.” said Rico ended the conversation.
His mind was screwed up, he stopped the taxi and went back to the hotel. ‘Where are you deandra? Are you all right? Why didn't you ever call me Deandra?
...*...