The Soulmate of Dad

The Soulmate of Dad
137. Sweet Smile



A red mark was placed on Iyan's neck. Of course Beeya smiled very happily. Unlike the case with the man who was given an identifier even pissed.


"I guess you'll do it with your lips" Iyan exasperated. Beeya looked at her fiance's face while closing the lip cream lid.


"I don't know how" Beeya replied. "I'm not a dracula either."


An upset came out from Iyan's mouth again. Now, he is the one with high expectations. Beeya's hand was confirming Iyan's shirt collar was also a tie attached. Suddenly Beeya's chin was lifted by Iyan until Beeya's face looked up at the tall man. For the umpteenth time Iyan sipped Beeya's sweet lips. Beeya just smiling happily can make a cold and stiff man always addicted to his lips.


After being satisfied and they could barely breathe, the pawn came loose. Beeya smiled with satisfaction towards Iyan who was breathing.


"Again?" bargain Beeya.


"Later I'm late, Chagiya." Beeya laughed. He had Iyan's already fragrant body. No matter if he still stinks because he hasn't had a bath.


"Don't be tempted by red lips like you've eaten blood." Beeya's words made Iyan flounder.


"You are there anyway" said Iyan. He kissed the tip of Beeya's head very deeply. "Nobody can match the sweetness of your lips. For now my candlestick is your lips." Beeya smiled and kissed Iyan's lips.


"If later?" ask Beeya. Iyan shrugged his shoulders. Pretending not to know.


"Maybe it'll be sweeter than your lips and make me always want to shake." Beeya laughed while hitting Iyan on the back. Two human beings who have a rare personality.


Finally Iyan walked out of the hotel room with a pale red neck like a kissmark. He was confident towards the place where the meeting was held. When Iyan came in all eyes were on him. Iyan is a new member of the WAG group. However, he is very charismatic and certainly very handsome. Making the eyes of the women in the meeting room stunned so deep.


"With Mr Rian?" ask one of the men who is not too tall with a good body.


"Yes, Sir. I represent Mr. Aksara." Iyan's voice was able to make all the women like him, very beautiful to hear.


There was a pair of unblinking eyes looking at Iyan who was still conversing with Aksa's business partner. Women judes and difficult to approach as if bewitched by the charm that Iyan has. His eyes did not blink. Moreover, looking at Iyan's smile that was so sweet.


"Handsome, Mom." The woman's reflexes nodded and the one who asked revealed a smile.


"It's still normal."


The meeting went well. Iyan listened as well paying attention to what was being presented. He also does not hesitate to reject ideas that he thinks are not appropriate. The people who initially underestimated were now even proud of his figure.


"It's very unbiased, a" praised the man. "WAG Group can get ahead with your presence."


The flattery Iyan received did not result in Iyan soaring. He smiled and said thank you.


"What are you-" The question sentence that the man was about to throw was stopped because he saw something on Iyan's neck.


"Wife?"


Iyan began to remember one thing. His neck, someone must have realized the existence of the fake kissmark.


"It's certain that your wife is so master of the game that you are given the ownership sign." Fortunately, only men talk. There was no response from Iyan. Again he just smiled.


"I'm curious about the woman who's lucky to get you." A lot of things they talk about until time goes on.


Iyan said goodbye because it was time for lunch. He has an appointment with his fiancee. Fun to type something on his flat object, heard someone calling his name.


"Sir, we're having lunch together, yeah." The sweet and beautiful woman rebuked him. Also take her to lunch.


"I'm sorry, I'm ga-"


"There's something I need to talk about." The map contains the files he showed Iyan. A rough breath came out of his mouth. Should he renege on the promise to Beeya. However, given that it was quite a big project made Iyan agree to a lunch together.


"You're Mr Aksara's sister?" Iyan simply nodded while examining the file already in hand.


"I am also the son of Mr. Hadijaya." A sweet smile again he showed it to Iyan.


"Oh." He answered, but his eyes were on the paper in his hand.


The woman sighed harshly looking at the attitude of Iyan who did not look at her at all. The atmosphere was suddenly quiet. When his phone rang, Iyan grabbed it. The hand was dancing on the screen. The mood was silent again. However, the woman beside Iyan still continued to look at him. I was amazed by that very handsome man.


"Do you have a partner?" The question that went off the track made Iyan straighten his head. His expression was flat and the woman was still smiling. Iyan hoped to be fascinated by her smile. Many say his smile is very seductive. It makes anyone who sees it fall in love.


"If not why don't we try"


Iyan raised the back of his left hand. It shows a ring on its ring finger.


A thin smile was engraved on the beautiful face of the petite woman who was still like ABG. Staring cynically at the woman who was with her fiance.


"Still monitoring caves, not yet the cave makes you upset."


...***To Be Comtinue***...


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