Chapter 10 - The Heartbeats After Made Out

Zen tries to be faithful. Even though he never cheated, he tried to be faithful. Because Dera's offer is a good shackle for him. She knew he was unable to resist the sexual temptation of a woman who was great in bed.

So far, the woman he knows best in bed is Dera. Other women, just normal to him. But well, at least everything managed to make him feel satisfied. How about Daisy? Zen doesn't know, but he is curious. He even thought that if Daisy turned out to be more powerful than Dera, he must have regretted thinking of Dera as Queen of the Bed.

Daisy knocked on Zen's door repeatedly. Until Zen, who hadn't heard before, immediately put the letter in his pocket and opened the door to his room.

"What's wrong, Daisy?"

Daisy looked at Zen who had not changed into work clothes. He even checked Zen's room to see if she was distracting Zen from concentrating on the document or not.

"I'm hungry," Daisy said.

Zen exited the room and closed it. "Come on, let's eat out. Let's get some groceries so you can cook them."

"You didn't change clothes?" Zen asked.

"So what?"

"Don't you prefer to hide from the crowd?"

"No need. In the end, I have to face them too, right?"

Daisy just nodded and they left the apartment to find a restaurant or something to cook or eat.

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As always, the restaurant will always be Zen choosing it. Zen wouldn't feel all right if Daisy was the one choosing the restaurant. But luckily, Zen is the one who reigns supreme.

All eyes were on Zen. Some were heard gossiping, while others chose to remain silent.

"Why am I uncomfortable, huh?" said Daisy.

"What is wrong?"

"They call it a mistress. Did they know you had a mistress instead of a future wife?"

Zen should have known that Daisy wasn't the type of woman who liked to watch the news. That's why she didn't know about the mistress.

"Leave it alone. I'm notorious in front of them," said Zen.

"And you didn't try to fix it?"

"I'm comfortable with how I am. It's me. Both then and now, the same."

Daisy didn't argue with Zen's words. Because Daisy thought Zen was telling the truth.

"Well, hello Mr. Zen... you're here, aren't you?" A woman's voice made Zen and Daisy turn their heads. Zen was surprised to know what he saw was Dera. Not alone but with a man.

"Oh, it was you earlier, huh? Come on, have a seat. We can eat together then." Daisy suddenly invited Dera along with the man to join. Zen couldn't resist. Not in public. He even just kept quiet and stared at Daisy sharply.

As if feeling guilty, Daisy ended up being clumsy.

"Dera, are you new to work, or have you worked before?" Daisy asked breaking the mood.

"I just graduated, Mom. By the way, what a coincidence, Mom, we met here. We can chat too. I also met my college friend," said Dera.

Daisy smiled as she plucked the piece of meat into her mouth. "Yeah, so there's someone to talk to, huh. By the way, just call me Daisy. No need to be formal. I like the ordinary."

Dera nodded, smiling. Now and then he glanced at Zen who was just quietly enjoying his food. Even Zen's gaze could not be separated from Daisy. "I'm just trying to be respectful, Ma'am. Because you are Mr. Zen's future wife. Is that right, Sir?"

"Yes, Dera." There was an implicit tone in Zen's words when he mentioned Dera's name. Dera was secretly smiling.

"Oh, I'm sorry I have to go to the toilet, okay. Just a moment," said Dera, who had previously poked Zen's foot giving a signal code.

The three of them were silent since Dera left. Daisy with her food, Zen with her restlessness, and a boy named Fico is busy with his cell phone.

"Daisy, I need to go to the toilet too. My stomach hurts."

"Shall we go home?"

"No need. You finish first, I just have to go to the toilet," said Zen.

Daisy nodded as she watched Zen go to the toilet.

Meanwhile, Zen opened a cubicle for the men's restroom. There was already Dera. Sit in the closet in a seductive position. She smiled at Zen, then stood up. Don't know what made Zen know Dera's intention, until he finally found out about Dera's whereabouts.

Zen's eyes are fiery. His distasteful gaze at Dera had made him uneasy since her arrival. He then forced Dera to turn around, her back to him. Dera smiled triumphantly. One more advantage, the position of the toilet cubicle which is completely closed both up and down.

"Yeah, I like that, Zen," whispered Dera sighing.

"Only once and fast!" Zen whispered annoyed.

His needs were completely different this time. Seeing Dera made him unbearable. Moreover, with Dera's office clothes that were deliberately tightened to print her body, Zen's part could not hold back the power.

Zen got her into the position he wanted. Behind her.

Without warming up, Zen urged Dera. Move slowly until Dera moans pleasure. The slow movement made Dera beg to be faster. "The fast one, Zen. The fast one!" She whispered pleading.

"You so damn hot! Sucks! I hate you!" Zen grumbled.

"Please, hurry up!"

"Say it again, Dera. Call me like before if you want your pleasure to come!"

"Oh... I... can't stand it. Zen..."

"Come on, call me, Dera!"

"B-boss... come on, hurry up. I beg you!"

Zen then moved quickly. Shaking Dera's body was very powerful. Zen held it tight. "Yes... I see, again!" Dera started to cry.

"Boss, faster!" whispered Dera could not stand it.

The faster Zen moves, the more difficult it is for Dera to balance. Zen then held it, making Dera limp.

Their breath hitched. Irregular. Zen hasn't finished for her yet. He turned her body. Bringing her to his knees.

"Hmm..." Zen cleared his throat to hold back the pleasure that was about to peak. Dera shrewdly played her part, then in the end Zen was at his peak with the pleasures of heaven he wanted.

Dera stood up to tidy up her clothes. Arranged herself as before.

"I miss you, Zen," said Dera.

"Shut up."

"I'm looking forward to it again. Thank you and you're welcome." Dera came out of the room after making sure the toilet was quiet. She smiled widely and felt triumphant. Stepping into the place where Daisy and Fico were waiting.

Zen washed his face. He looked at himself in the mirror. Make sure he doesn't look messy. He would wait at least five minutes after Dera came out. He did everything so that Daisy wouldn't suspect anything.

While waiting for the time to come. Zen thought about how Dera could still feel that Dera hadn't changed. Seductive, hot, and very exciting. The difference is, Zen's heart and feelings are not for Dera.

"Daisy looks like we're going back. My stomach doesn't feel good," said Zen who arrived and stood beside Daisy.

"The food might make you sick to your stomach, won't it? Come on, let's complain."

"No. We better go home," Zen ordered.

Daisy then looked at Dera and Fico at the same time. "Sorry, we have to go home, Dera."

"Please, Ma'am."

After saying goodbye, Zen then left with Daisy. Zen's handheld Daisy's waist, while he looked at Dera who was still sitting in her chair.

Dera smiled mischievously, waved, and gave him a long-distance kiss.