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"So you're actually dating Ares?" Ysabelle doesn't want to miss any information. After a week of her son's vacation, the news about the princess dating the minister's son was crowded on the gossip account she was following.

Illona snorted before replying, "Mother is the one who likes to instigate to have a boyfriend."

Feeling dissatisfied Ysabelle to follow the steps of the child to enter the room.

"Because you should have started seriously anyway, I'm good ngingetin not instigating. So, hows? Ares is nice, right? the same image he showed? All I know is the grapevine about him who likes snacks."

Illona just nodded while tidying up some documents about the submission of new resorts in the area ulu watu-Bali.

"Sampe whose mother was horrified he had a brothel of the time, ordinary officials or businessmen like booking from him continue to play in Singapore."

"Mom doesn't lie does he have a brothel?" Illona just found out or rather he was surprised if it was true in Ares it was a pimp.

"You don't know Ta? a lot of people say, well you know now anything can be done because of money."

"Mom included too." retorted Illona cynically. Kontan alone Ysabelle immediately glared. Yep... Though true... But time must be discussed as well.

"Udah ah I'm males, about to leave. There's a meeting with Mr. Benny from Malaysia who wants to join us." Because what really happened Illona will come to Ares and confirm directly whether the gossip that her mother was talking about is true or not.

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It took Illona only an hour and fifteen minutes to reach DarkSide-showroom and Ares' headquarters.

And of course his arrival became part of the furore. Those-Ares employees mean already know with the news spread on the gossip account.

Without a sign Illona came in and slammed the door. It doesn't matter if Ares' secretary will be shocked and dislike him. After all, he doesn't care.

Ares was already about to speak when Illona's voice denounced, "You have a brothel? you pimp?" Illona doesn't like pleasantries.

"Well, to be honest, the business isn't just mine, baby." Ares replied calmly.

"And you're both the owner and the regular customer, right?" Cecar Illona was impatient.

"you jealous? I honestly rarely play there anymore. Since there's a traitor who's made everyone lose." Illona had caught a furious tone at the end of the sentence and a flash of anger in Ares' eyes that did not manage to close.

"so, at that time I chose to date other women to enjoy and well I jajani of course. Than to go there again." Further.

Illona shouldn't have come or she shouldn't have asked. Because in his mind, this is all not important, but his heart that sometimes**** this even feels bad and a little just a speck of jealousy.

Illona can't possibly fall for this motherfucker?

"I want to go back to the hotel." Not bothering to wait for Illona's answer to pass and slamming the door again. Leaving Ares with the corners of her lips slightly raised. Between the shock because Illona suddenly came, as well as amused. This is very funny, a little he saw there was anger mixed with disappointment in the honey bead.

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Illona swears!

Scolding anyone who he thinks is not good to use the vehicle.

Sounded a long horn, for the sake of his frustration at the traffic jam. He should know that traffic jams are common problems that he always encounters every day.

Then when he managed to get to the hotel there was none that he returned his greetings. Well, actually every day he did not want to bother with replying to other employees. It's just that this time his face is more cynical and asked for a slap once.

He haughtily began to enter and slammed the door, making Sofia-secretary was shocked almost uprooted because the intention of the heart he would greet and inform the boss who had just entered after a cool vacation for one week. Where there are no souvenirs anymore, usually the witch always remember to buy souvenirs for employees who Illona considers naughty. Sinting is the boss's thought. And he's just as crazy because he's been around for the last 5 years.

Roughly he slammed a bag and a blue plastic map. Then threw his body on the original foam chair made in Italy. submerge his face on the pedestal of the hand on the table.

Illona's furious.

He was disappointed too.

But of those two things, something bothered him. Feelings of unwillingness when they know lovers-pretaking like even the owner of a prostitution place.

It's supposed to be okay. After all, he already knew that the bastard was a collection of women but the damn heart was filled with feelings of unwillingness and a little jealousy.

And the most annoying of all is why that damn guy didn't hold it back. At least he was delivered to the office. It's quiet like nothing. There's really nothing... Illona alone is even frenzied itself. He hated the implicit act.

While reading the pile of reports already on her desk Illona murmured inwardly. He swore as he took out to soften his heart that was currently uncomfortable.

Illona's frustration culminates when an incoming message from Ares is received.

Aresialan : tonight we are going to my brothel.andan beautiful well, lest you lose beautiful from them 💋💋💋

Double damn!!!!!!!!!!!!

Absolutely mad!!!!

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***Sorry for typo...

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