تسجيل الدخولI fanned my face, feeling the heat rising. My face must have been as red as a boiled lobster by now. How could this lecturer turn me on so easily?"Your face is flushed," Jefri pointed out with a teasing smile. He studied my expression, even though I tried to hide it behind my hands. "Are you shy?""Oh, stop it..." I protested, giving his thigh a playful tap.He pushed my shoulders back aggressively, hovering over me, and whispered, "You're feeling better now, right?"I simply nodded, giving him a coy smile.He squeezed my hands against the mattress and whispered close to my ear, "I’ve been holding back all this time. So... I’m not going to do much foreplay."I turned my head, and our eyes met. We stared at each other—deep and warm—as if we were truly lost in love. Even though, in reality, Jefri was probably just looking for some fun.I gave a faint nod in agreement.Without any further delay, Jefri began to trace my neck with his lips. He nibbled, then sucked—leaving dark marks on my
I spontaneously shook my head, waving my hands frantically. "Don't..." I whispered.Jefri just smiled briefly before looking back at his phone screen. "Not right now, Mom...""I don't care. I want to see her now!" his mother insisted. She sounded like she was throwing a little tantrum. "You’ve been engaged for a year, yet you’ve never introduced her to me even once."I raised an eyebrow at that. So... his parents don't even know what his fiancée looks like?"I’ll introduce you eventually, Mom.""I want it now! Turn the camera around!"Jefri glanced at me again. I kept waving my hand, whispering with a sharp glare, "Don't you dare..."He just shrugged with a teasing smirk. "Fine... if you insist, Mom."Then, Jefri began to move his hand. It looked like he was actually going to switch to the back camera.I instinctively pulled the blanket over my head and hid. That crazy man! How could he be so reckless as to show my face to his mother? What if Dita finds out?"Where is she? Why can't I
The phone slipped from my hand, clattering to the floor. My body froze, and it felt like my heart had stopped beating. "No way..."Jefri pulled me into an embrace, trying to soothe me. "Erika... Calm down...""Dad... Daaad!" I screamed, sobbing hysterically.I reached for the IV line in my hand, desperate and frantic. "Dad! I have to see my father!"Jefri immediately caught my hand, shielding the needle. "Erika, look at me! You're not well yet.""No... I need to see him!" I shrieked, struggling to pull the tube out. "It’s my fault he’s gone, Jefri... I'm such a sinner!"I thrashed around like a madwoman. My mind was spiraling, and I was on the verge of hurting myself by ripping the needle out.Jefri pulled me tight against him. He then kissed my lips, soft and tender. "Stay still. Okay?" he whispered, his breathing ragged.I went silent. Our eyes locked—deep and warm. In an instant, his kiss seemed to sedate me, calming my body down.Jefri cupped my cheeks, looking into my eyes with c
I immediately licked his nipples, occasionally tickling them with the tip of my tongue, causing him to let out a sharp moan. "Aaahhh..."With an aggressive motion, I sucked on his pectoral muscles, leaving light red marks around his nipples.Satisfied with the marks I’d left on his chest, I moved down to his abdomen, kissing him slowly until I reached below his navel.His manhood was prominent and arousing, but... my stomach cramped. I heard a growling sound, loud like a sinden gamelan performance.Goodness... I’m starving, I thought.I glanced at Jefri’s face. He looked like he was enjoying the foreplay. I couldn't disappoint him a second time; last night, I had fallen asleep and failed to serve him.Forget it. I continued, reaching down to pull off his pants.Today, I had to succeed in satisfying him. That way, he would help me save the company.His manhood stood tall and rigid once I lowered his pants. I grabbed him and began to stroke gently."Ssshhhh... Aaahhh..." he moaned, eyes
"Are you capable of saving the company?" I whispered softly.Mr. Jefri's breath brushed gently against my cheek, as our faces were now positioned so closely together.This was no pact between lovers. Tonight... we were merely striking a business deal.Mr. Jefri had to save my father's nearly bankrupt company, and in exchange, I was surrendering my entire life to him.It didn't matter that it was only as his sex slave. It didn't matter... even if, in the end, I had to bury my feelings of love for him.Now, I was nothing more than a bargaining chip to save the company my father had built since I was a child. To save thousands of employees who were at risk of being fired. And to earn my mother's forgiveness.A price worth paying for me. Even if, in the end, I had to drown as a mere shadow to Mr. Jefri and Dita, I was willing to swallow all that bitterness.For their sake... and to atone for the mistakes I had made."That is an easy thing for me to do," Mr. Jefri replied in a gentle tone.
"So, you came?" Mr. Jefri's voice echoed from the end of the hallway.I remained in the living room, staring toward the source of the sound. A few seconds later, Mr. Jefri appeared. He was wearing a dark, silk kimono pajama set. He left the chest area open, as if intentionally leaving his top untied to show off his muscular physique."Didn't you say you would never want to see me again?" he said, walking toward me.I glanced behind him, worried that Dita might appear, but the room was empty. Mr. Jefri was in this house alone. This meant he had intentionally ignored my calls and messages, not because Dita was present. He was acting this way as if to prove his point that I would inevitably come looking for him, even if my heart resisted."Why didn't you answer my calls?"He stood directly in front of me, standing tall. He brushed the pajama top covering his chest aside with an arrogant air, then slid both hands into his pockets."I didn't feel there was anything to discuss. So, why shou
A profound dread began to seep through the cracks of my burning passion. What if I could never break free from him? What if I met a tragic end like Dita, trapped in a toxic obsession with Roy? I knew exactly who Mr. Jefri was—handsome, powerful, and immensely wealthy. The whispers claimed I wasn'
"Then, what exactly do you want? Did you expect me to remain silent while being harassed?" I retorted with a sharp, indignant tone, desperately trying to bolster a defense that was already beginning to crumble.Mr. Jefri let a triumphant, crooked smile ghost acro
I felt trapped in a suffocating web of confusion. According to Dita, Roy was her boyfriend. If she ever found out I was communicating with him again, a massive misunderstanding was inevitable. Moreover, Dita had openly admitted she couldn't leave him, despite knowing he was a toxic presence in he
I nudged Dita’s shoulder with my own, trying to vent the frustration that had been simmering sinc







