Wife Pay The Ceo

buried talent Aletaa

The sky is now starting to inflate, the Mentari who was shining brightly began to hide behind the darkness of the night.

Aletaa is now soaking in her luxurious bathtub. After a day of accompanying grandfather to sports and do other things, Aletaa's body felt very tired and sticky.

The girl daydreamed for a moment in her leisure time. "Aren't I here to give you a descendant?" He murmured in his heart. After a week at Eric's house, Aletaa never heard of his marriage contract again and she rarely met Eric.

Either Eric forgot it or how, but Aletaa was relieved by it. It means that her chastity has not been lost and taken away by the man who has now become her husband.

Yes, given the matter, Aletaa was actually very doubtful and unsure. But for the sake of the treatment of the father he had to support him.

Felt long enough he soaked, Aletaa also came out of the bathtub. The girl cleaned her body under the shower.

After that Aletaa put on her towel, and wrapped a small towel around her head to dry her wet back-black hair from shampooing.

Not to forget he also wears a bathrobe so that his body dries faster.

The girl stepped towards the dresser. His eyes looked at the entire area of the face that was pure white and well-groomed. But his gaze was directed at a thin fur under the folds of his armpits that were not covered with a bathrobe.

The girl opened her bathrobe and raised her hands high. There are several strands of armpit hair that are obset from the others.

Aletaa brigidik, is there a virgin who has thick armpit hair like it?.

The girl took the manual razor she always carried with her anywhere. "Your armpits are starting to get active huh bun" his great-granddaughter while starting to cut her mane slowly.

Tampa realized a man had noticed him on the doorstep. The look on the expression that was staring at Aletaa's body coldly.

The girl began to sway and lean back in front of the mirror.

"Better foot odor than tooth odor....

I can't stand it...

Rela,rela,rela, I'm letting go...

Rela,rela, willing, I'm willing... "A shrill voice stifled the ears out of Aletaa's lips. A beautiful face does not guarantee a beautiful voice. The bathroom rooftop artist was very sad with his own cover song that he brought.

It makes people who can hear deaf. Luckily Eric's ears were covered in ozone which was very thick, so his hearing was not exposed to the rays of destruction that came out of the melodious sound (destroying the world) Aletaa.

"Ehem..." Eric cleared his throat slowly.

Aletaa who was cool on the song and her armpit gasped. The girl looked at Eric and slammed the shaver in his hand.

Embarrassed... That's all Aletaa felt when Eric caught her.

"Oh sir, what's the matter here?" Aletaa asked stalely while grinning awkwardly, the girl took a few steps back and took the bathrobe lying on the floor.

"Nothing, I just want to see how you are. Lately I've been busy so I haven't had time to invite my pet to play" Eric said, then walked into the room.

"huh, the stone base of the inscription, what did he think of me?, a toy?, just as he spoke" Aletaa sat down in annoyance. But the girl kept smiling in front of Eric.

Aletaa returned to wearing her bathrobe and sat on a dresser chair that was right in front of Eric who was sitting on the bed.

"Do you like to sing?" Ask Eric.

"Yes, sir, you must have heard my sweet voice earlier, right. do you want to finance my recording?. So the singer is my second ideal sir" said Aletaa enthusiastically.

Eric scrunched his forehead. "you better not sing forever" he said in his heart.

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Sorry author, not the author's intention to change the lyrics of songs by our musicians. The author did it just to sweeten the story.

If the author uses the original lyrics, it will be suspected of harassing the work of others again because Aletaa singinnya using a sound that is not good😁

so forgive author y, no one is offended.

Think of it as entertainment