LOGINI stared at Jefri with a pout. "If I go... what about the two clients who are my responsibility?" I whispered softly while looking down.Jefri held me close, letting my head rest comfortably on his shoulder. "Sweetheart... I will only be in London for a short while. Once the problems there are resolved, I promise I will return immediately to take care of our wedding."I spontaneously lifted my face, looking at him with sparkling eyes. "Really?" I asked for confirmation."Yes, sweetheart..." he replied, pinching my cheek affectionately. "You can ask Niken for help if you have any trouble. We can also keep video calling, sleep calling, or... phone sex?" he said, then laughed mischievously.I swatted his shoulder lightly, my face heating up instantly. "Ugh, what are you saying!"I turned away to hide the blush on my cheeks. It was still hard to believe that such bold words could come from the lips of a man as dignified as him."Hey... why are you shy? Isn't that something we have to try
Raka laughed shortly, a sound that was almost dismissive. He raised his wine glass high, pointing it directly at Jefri as a gesture of provocation."Congratulations to you," he said coldly, then downed the wine in one gulp while still staring at Jefri with a cynical gaze.Jefri gave a low snort. Instead of responding to that remark, he pulled his chair closer and sat down in a position that wedged me between Raka and Mia. The atmosphere at the table instantly became incredibly rigid."One more thing," Jefri said in a loud voice, stopping the other employees from eating. "A large bonus for all of you will be processed soon. Just think of it as my final token of gratitude."The VVIP room instantly erupted. The employees looked at one another with glowing faces full of gratitude. "Thank you so much, sir!" they exclaimed in unison.They raised their glasses together with sparkling eyes. "Congratulations to Jefri and Erika. May everything go smoothly until your wedding day!" said one of th
Jefri held me tight, burying my face in his broad chest. "Of course, sweetheart..." he whispered, gently stroking my head."I have been waiting for this moment for a long time. There is no way I am letting you go again."I lifted my face, looking at him with a wide, blossoming smile. My heart felt like it was about to jump out of my chest, my blood rushing fiercely as if pulled by a powerful magnet. "I love you. I love you so much."Jefri responded with a radiant smile. He then gave me a soft kiss on the lips—a kiss that was warm and full of love. I could feel the sincerity of his love through his touch this time, not a kiss filled with jealousy or anger like before.After a few seconds lost in that warm kiss, Jefri’s phone suddenly rang. He stopped, then reached into his suit pocket to grab it."Uncle Hendra," he said, showing me the phone screen."Go ahead, just answer it," I whispered.Jefri pulled me close again and answered the call, turning on the speaker."Hello...""Hello, sir
Raka’s emotions flared. He tried to break Jefri’s grip on me forcefully. However, Jefri’s body was much larger, and he easily shoved Raka away with just one hand, sending him sprawling to the floor.I struggled hard to break free from Jefri’s bruising kiss, pounding on his chest. "Enough! Let’s talk, okay?" I gasped, breathless.Jefri smirked, his breath ragged, his eyes sharp as daggers. "Why is it so hard to control you unless I do it this way?" he said coldly."Forgive me..." I whispered, finally conceding.Jefri released me. He then lit a cigarette, sat on the edge of the conference table, and stared sharply at Raka, who was still sitting on the floor.I hurried over to Raka and helped him up. "Raka, forgive me. Just leave us be," I said, feeling a deep sense of guilt.Raka didn’t take his burning gaze off Jefri. "Does he always treat you this roughly?" he asked, his tone filled with concern.I glanced at Jefri. He seemed absorbed in his cigarette, watching us with a murderous exp
"Excuse me, sir. The meeting is about to start. The employees are already waiting for you in the room," Raka interjected, trying to pull Jefri's hand away from me.Jefri's face grew even more rigid. He stared at Raka with burning eyes, clearly disliking my cousin's interference.I tried to gently pull away from Jefri's grip while smiling awkwardly at the coworkers who were beginning to watch us. "Yes, sir. Perhaps... we should just start the meeting."Jefri turned to look at me, cold and full of suppressed rage. Without answering, he yanked his grip upward, as if wanting to flaunt our joined hands to everyone. Then, with a cynical expression, he pulled me away, leaving Raka behind just like that.I stumbled behind him. I tried to pull away from the hand that was now truly the center of attention. "Sir... let go. People are watching us..." I whispered in a panic.He remained silent and kept walking toward the meeting room with his signature arrogant demeanor. This was the first time Je
Roy smiled awkwardly, rubbing the back of his neck. "Are you... are you okay? Dita said you were in an accident," Roy said in a gentle tone.I nodded with a faint smile. "I'm fine. Luckily, it was only a minor injury."Roy nodded slightly. His eyes darted around, and he looked incredibly uncomfortable. "Are you... are you officially with Mr. Jefri?"I didn't expect that question to come from his lips. Perhaps Roy had found out from Dita. But something different caught my eye; Roy looked like he was trying to reassure himself with that question.I was confused about how to answer. In reality, I didn't actually have a clear, defined relationship with Jefri. However, I realized my answer would have a huge impact on Roy's feelings."Yes..." I answered, with a hesitation I forced to sound firm. "We... are getting married soon," I added confidently, even though I had no idea what the future held for my relationship with Jefri.Roy gave a bitter smile and looked down. I could see the disappo
I kept my head bowed, my lips sealed as if frozen, unable to find the words to respond to him. Tears escaped my eyes despite every desperate effort to hold them back. Fortunately, the area wasn't crowded, so my humiliation felt somewhat contained.I was swallowed by guilt. I realized then that Papa
My body froze as Dita stopped in front of a stunning building with glass doors. A small voice inside me whispered, 'A salon? In all my life, I’ve never set foot in a place like this.'Dita kept beaming, peering inside before turning back to me. "Why are you just standing there like a statue? Get in
"Dita!" I shrieked. "Have you lost your mind?" My eyes bulged as I shoved the plate of croissants toward her. "You were just jealous because I had a dream like that about Mr. Jefri. Now, why on earth are you suggesting I actually do it for real?"Dita scratched her head, looking just as frustrated
The call was abruptly cut off from his end. I stood there, reeling from the weight of his final ultimatum."What? Married off? Mr. Darman certainly knows how to keep things surprising!"That was my father’s name, Darman Dwi Atmaja. A titan in the culinary industry, and I was his sole heir. Yet, I h







