The Secret Match of the Great Lord

The Secret Match of the Great Lord
Uneasily



Riyan had to swallow the disappointment because he did not find a single message from his Assistant, at least if not about his personal problems there should be a report that he sent about the results of the meeting earlier.


But hope remained hope, there was no incoming message from his Assistant, he walked to the bathroom, his body felt sticky, he had also ordered his dinner too lazy if he had to go out late at night.


The bell rang along with her who had finished her bathing event, she immediately opened the door still using a towel that covered her lower body.


Put the food on the dining table, Riyan went back into the room to wear his shirt, white shirt sleeveless in a pair with green shorts became his choice.


Her hair was left alone, out of her room she headed for the kitchen and sat at the dinner table, opening the food she had ordered, the smell of the cooking just came out in the sense of smell evoked his hunger.


Without waiting any longer for Riyan to devour the food, his stomach was really hungry at this time, he had only eaten a little before his debate with Nayla.


Nayla???


Riyan was silent as he remembered the name, even after he came out of the room he was no longer in contact with the woman.


What is now being done by women who always disturb his inner calm is a woman who has always been the benchmark of his success, the woman who accompanies him when he grimaces his career replacing his parents.


Oh Nayla what are you doing now,


I'm crazy for having you.


Riyan realized she had fallen too deep on her Assistant's charms, eight years was not a short time to cultivate a sense of love between them, it was true that right now Riyan wanted to go to her apartment without caring about anything else.


She couldn't help but feel her longing so intense, but what was the reason she went there wasn't that she was angry at the moment, then he had to answer what when Nayla asked about the arrival that was already very late.


Work business yes that's the reason he will use later, but wait it's eleven nights Riyan, hey realize this is not working hours anymore, but wait for this is already eleven nights Riyan, it would be ridiculous if you did that.


Come on, you are a smart man, do not drop your pride as the CEO of a company that is very reluctant, but this is a matter of the heart so there is no harm in doing it.


Doing something for a woman who is loved is not wrong, it makes sense or not.


Riyan was still pensive at the dinner table, the food he had eaten was lying just like that, his appetite was lost when he remembered Nayla earlier.


'What should I do, I really want to see you' he muttered while propping up his chin with his left hand and one hand was seen tapping on the dining table using both fingers.


'i'm crazy because of you Nay'


Ting,,,,,, uh,,,,,