
..."Ck! That easy you to play with people's feelings? In fact, you yourself are a victim and cheated on by your future husband that jerk!" – Leonidas Salvatore...
"P-Pak. I mean—”
Not finished Bianca continued her words, Leon immediately grabbed the girl's ripe lips. Either because the girl called him 'Pak' or indeed because the turmoil in Leon's chest was burning.
Bianca's two hands tried to thrash to escape so much that the bag she had hung on her arm suddenly fell to the floor.
Leon holds Bianca's hands and takes her upstairs. Then the girl's hands were pressed against the door and she locked them with her left hand.
"I told you, don't call 'Sir'." Firmly Leon momentarily removed his lips from Bianca's lips. His eyes looked hungry as if the girl in front of him was currently the prey he was targeting.
"Fine," said Bianca staring fixedly at Leon. Even though his heart was pounding violently as he dared to look deeply into Leon's eyes, there was still a hint of fear in his chest. Will he be okay after opposing his CEO?
"Leon," called Bianca softly, "I completely forgot what we were talking about in Paris. Tell me let me remember."
Hearing this, Leon's heart ached. How not? Bianca said such an important thing, then forgot about it without remembering anything? His pride as a man was suddenly hurt. A promise he took seriously was nothing more than dust disappearing from the wind.
Leon throws his body into Bianca's. Bianca felt increasingly claustrophobic as her body was squeezed between the door and Leon's burly body. He really has trouble moving.
Bianca's body suddenly shuddered as she sensed that something that wasn't hers was rising up down there. Something he knew that through it, he could feel the joy of an unforgettable hot night struggle in Paris with the man.
"Leon-Leon. We're going to be late" Bianca said, trying to get Leon to his senses. Because he knew, if the man was carried away, it was clear this morning would end up in bed. And he did not want the mistake repeated.
"Don't worry, the company is mine" Leon whispered as he continued to kiss Bianca's earlobes nonstop. In fact, his right hand pulled the hair pigtail that tied Bianca's hair. Now the girl's hair is perfectly straightened and looks more voluptuous. After pulling Bianca's ponytail, her right hand slowly began to infiltrate into the light blue shirt that Bianca was wearing at the time.
"But it's my first day as CEO secretary," Bianca argued on the sidelines of the incongruity she felt from Leon's mischievous lips.
"Continue?" leon asked without stopping to land his lips tingled into the earlobe to the nape of Bianca.
"I-I have to work. I have to do my job—”
"You're doing your job now as CEO secretary" said Leon, whose face slowly started toward Bianca's front neck. The girl's head was made to look up due to Leon's mischievous behavior.
"Leon. Cease to. I don't want the incident in Paris to repeat itself," said Bianca who began to be uncomfortable because she was also hooked by the stimulation provided by Leon. Moreover, the burly hands of the man were now gently stroking his back skin behind the clothes he was wearing at the moment.
Leon suddenly did not move when Bianca said she did not want the events in Paris repeated. His body suddenly took a moment. Soon he lifted his head and aligned it with Bianca's head. Their eyes are facing each other with a distance of no less than 10 inches.
"I don't want the events in Paris to repeat themselves" repeated Bianca straightforwardly.
"No want?! You forced me when we met in that park!" asserted Leon with a slightly loud and stressed voice.
"Did you forget? You're the one chasing me for a hot night? Even you hugged me and asked me to make you forget about that damn guy?"
Bianca. What Leon said was completely true. That guy wasn't wrong. He was wrong because he chose the wrong target. He thought Leon was a native of Paris looking for fresh air. Leon is also a tourist there. And unfortunately again, the man is now his boss who occupies the highest position in the company. Where should he hide the shame and guilt he had on the man?
"That night I was solemn," explained Bianca from the chanting.
Hearing Bianca's baseless speech, Leon suddenly laughed. He let go of Bianca's hands which he had locked to the door. Then he went to his waist and turned his back to Bianca.
"The Khilaf? Ck!" rutuk Leon while sighing harshly threw all his irritation there.
"Khilaf but we do it many times until morning? All I remember is, we sleep when the sun starts to rise. And a few hours later, when I woke up, I was alone in the bed where your virgin stain was still there."
"That's what you said khilaf?" leon asked as he looked up at the ceiling of the apartment. Then both of his hands wiped his face rough with great frustration.
"Ck! That easy you to play with people's feelings? In fact, you were the victim yourself and cheated on by your future husband that jerk!" furious Leon while again sighing harshly.
"You should know very well what it's like before you play the other person's feelings" Leon muttered.
Without looking back at Bianca, Leon walked towards her room and let the girl peek at the door. The morning she expected was bright because the night could not sleep considering Bianca would come to her apartment, suddenly gloomy when the girl said the hot night they passed in Paris was a mistake.
At the same time, Bianca really can't think clearly. He picked up his bag lying on the floor. Then he went to the bathroom in the apartment and saw his reflection in the mirror.
The lips are slightly swollen and the lipstick is messy because of the kiss that Leon gave a lot. Even his hair looks messy. Not only that, the blue shirt he was wearing was also messy to the point of showing his bra strap on the left shoulder.
Bianca supported her suddenly limp body using both of her hands holding on the side of the washbasin. He looked at the messy face carefully.
"What should I do?" he was slow because of frustration that he had made a lot of mistakes. He felt that he had no face to face with Leon.
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