*Radella* The morning sun was shining, illuminating the entire city. I was ready to be taken by the driver to the hotel. See the hustle and bustle of the city with vehicles passing by and also the sidewalks filled with pedestrians. I want to walk hand in hand with him. Like a couple who had the most beautiful moments we've ever had. But when, when can it happen? Oh God, why do naughty thoughts always cross my mind? If he and I are found out then he will end up being hunted by the news, then what will happen to his family? I couldn't imagine if his career was destroyed and even his family who didn't know about us would be dragged into annihilation. Oh no, no, please don't. I have to be more careful. After half an hour passed without realizing it, I arrived in front of the hotel. An officer on guard at the front opened the car door and greeted me, "Good morning Madam." "Morning, Aiden," I entered with a relaxed mood. The steps feel light and I miss it. My eyes glanced towards the re
*Radella* I put a cardlock in front of the door and when the sensor turned on I pushed the doorknob, went in, and closed it. Before I could turn around, Keaton grabbed my stomach, pulling me into his arms. "I missed you, you took so long," he protested between small kisses of his lips on my neck and shoulder. My body writhed and was weak in his control. He turned my body quickly and grabbed my lips roughly and hastily. He was like a hungry lion. His hands forced open my shirt, and skirt and carried me then threw my body on the bed.The sensation of his touch made me lose control. Strong arms supported my weak body under his control. I tried to take the lead, rolling over his body and getting on top of him. I want him to look at me, adore me, only me in his mind. "Ohh darling—" his voice wailed in despair. His handsome face is covered in sexy sweat, especially his neck which makes me want to put a red mark there. "You like Chef, am I right?" I said, giggling at the red mark I creat
*Radella" I didn't expect that my wish would be immediately granted by him. He asked me to leave the hotel wearing normal clothes. Head covering with a thick coat does not reflect me. I waited for him behind the kitchen at 7 p.m. The dinner menu is complete and ready to be served. Keaton took me away in his car without anyone knowing I had come home. I just told Naomi that I would be working overtime and told her to go home first. My cell phone was accidentally left in my room. "Where are you going to take me, Chef?" "You want fresh air, don't you? I want to see the stars with you," he said while winking at me. Either I'm being childish or he's making fun of me. It was quite a cold night, he took me to an open garden on the hill. I can see the beauty of London at night. It's absolutely beautiful, I've never been here before. “It's a beautiful place,” I said. We sat on cloth mats that Keaton had brought for us to lie on on the green grass. "You've never been here?" "That's it, w
*Radella" Keaton's request was quite difficult to fulfill but after much thought, this is what is called a scandal. If you jump into it, there are always consequences that must be borne. I also have nothing to do after returning home. All I do is sleep or watch movies. I just realized that my loneliness all these years was meaningless. Sometimes I have to take part in annual charity activities carried out by my husband's extended family. Or other family activities. All of that is just a form of formality.One of the reasons that makes me able to go to the hotel every day and stay at the hotel is additional work. Monitor or manage changes within the hotel. But what? I tried looking for references and developments in world hospitality via the internet. I want a breakthrough from adding facilities. Unique and aesthetic building model. Finally, I know what I want. The next morning, I held a closed meeting with important officials at the hotel, from the accounting manager who manages t
*Louis* "Did you say, break up? You want our relationship to end after we have struggled for so long to be together. What am I lacking, Louis, say what?!" Sarah was angry when I broke up with us. I no longer lust after her. When I see her, I always imagine my wife's face. I just want to fuck my wife and nobody else. But I can't go home yet, I have a lot of things to take care of. Meanwhile, Sarah always comes wherever I go even though she has work in another country and when she's finished she visits me. "You're not lacking in the slightest, I'm just bored," I said and she let out a big, hysterical laugh. "Bored you say, I should be the one bored because of the rude way you treat me." "But you like it and I never force you, do I!" I said firmly. My style of love is rough and no one felt comfortable being my lover, in the past. When I met Sarah, she was the best and able to fulfill all my wishes. "Yes, I like it because I love you and you say you love me. So, now where is your lo
*Radella*Louis' bodyguards had started to act out of bounds. For reasons of my safety, he brought the police with him to look for me. I can no longer leave secretly if it's like that. Not only at the office, but at home I am also always monitored. All the guards went around the house to the bottom of my balcony window. Do they think my lover will— Oh my God, my cell phone, don't let him find the contents of the messages between Keaton and me. "Naomi, please call Keaton to my room, I have business with him," I said on the phone to her. "Okay, Madam right away."I have to come up with a new strategy so that he is safe. I don't want him to be the target of Louis' anger. I never knew about him because I never interacted with him like yesterday. Seeing him angry when I was on the news and liked by many people, gave me goosebumps. Especially if he finds out that I have made love with a chef who doesn't have a higher social status than him. I can't imagine that. Keaton came into my room
*Louis* "Where is she, why isn't she answered!" I have tried patiently to call her many times, more than 10 times. I've never been like this to anyone else. Why is she ignoring my calls?! All the files and whatever was on the table fell to the floor, crashed and some broke. The arrival of two of my friends made them stop and walking towards me. Silenced in front of the door seeing my anger, which I don't know what it was like "Loui, what the hell?" Eddy asked calmly, walking over to me who was panting in annoyance. "Come on, let's go out!" I said. Stand up and walk first out of the room. I can't continue working. My mind was in chaos, my emotions were overflowing uncontrollably. I want to see her face, just want to see nothing more. I thought I would ask about what construction she was making of my hotel. I want to establish communication with her. Little by little I want to improve our relationship. Maybe when I come later, we won't be as awkward as yesterday. Maybe I miss her,
*Radella* I feel like my body is not healthy. Maybe I have a fever and my stomach also feels nauseous. My head is dizzy. Keaton kept calling me many times but I didn't pick up. Maybe he waited for me in the room for a long time until he dared to come to my room. "What's wrong with you?" he asked as he came in and walked up to me. I didn't have the courage to chase him away. He seemed worried watching me. "You're sick, your face is pale," he said. I nodded, "I don't feel well, maybe because this project lasts until evening and I'm exposed to the night wind every day," I answered while massaging the back of my neck, which felt uncomfortable.He was still standing at the table, watching me. "Maybe you shouldn't come to the hotel now and rest at home. Pick up my phone one more time, baby," he complained. He walked over to me, took my hand, kissed me, and knelt in front of me. "Sorry, maybe you're tired because we keep doing that. You should refuse if you can't," he said.So far, I've