Stealing The Wife's First Kiss Chapter 144
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_I've done it right, right?_ This girl was getting cold. The silk cloth wasn't enough to warm her body, who didn't have time to eat earlier.
She chose to make sure that she was doing something right. Hendra was so angry but it didn't matter. The most important thing was she had to make him willing to give her freedom immediately, without waiting for a long time.
Aruna stood up and opened the shower faucet slowly. She washed her hands and feet with warm water. Then she grabbed a towel and used it as her protection, who shivered even more.
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Thud. A kick landed on the back of the bodyguard who was kneeling with his eyes closed and hands tied. It made the body fall forward.
The bodyguard's body was slowly stepped on. The person who stepped on him began to approach the body that had fallen below.
The person who was stepped on was scratching. Since his eyes were closed, he tried to look around, trying to escape.
His master, who was stepping hard on him, terrified the other bodyguards too. Since they hardly ever saw this side of young master Wenceslas.
Mahendra locked the movement of the traitor who wanted to escape with one leg which was gradually bent. It turned out that the young master grabbed the eye patch, then he grabbed a handful of hair and pulled it.
"How dare you betrayed me! Hehe. Lately many people forget who I really am".
In the minds of several bodyguards who were surrounding the two of them, they thought Juan would get a direct hit. However, the young master showed the opposite.
He pulled Juan's tied hand, then he released him. The confused Juan slowly got up. Getting beaten directly made more sense than this strange treatment. He made Juan and the other bodyguards curious. What did the young master want?
"How great you are..". Hendra chose to sit back and relax with his left foot resting on his right foot.
"You're so loyal to my wife. What did she give to you?". Hendra looked at him sharply. The shirt that Juan wore was the one his competitor was wearing.
"Sorry, Sir. Nothing".
"Haha. Hahaha". His laugh was scary. A moment later, his gaze was terrifying.
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"Okay. I'll revise my question! What do you expect by helping her??". Hendra's voice got louder.
"I want to be chosen as Ms. Aruna's personal bodyguard". Juan replied. He felt relieved now.
"Ah. I forgot.. There's a competition between you guys. It looks like you're a victory hunter by all means.. Haha". Hendra laughed at himself. A scary laughter in the eyes of others.
"It turns out that you look like me, but you're still guilty". Hendra stood up now.
"You made me lose tonight.. What if we beat each other so that we're satisfied?".
_Ah. What did he say? Why do I not understand?_ Juan stepped back. It wasn't only him who didn't understand, the faces of other people around him also didn't seem to understand what the young master said. He wasn't just a cold CEO now, but also a mysterious candidate for president director.
"May I know what you mean?". Juan tried to understand as the blue-eyed slowly moved towards him.
"Honestly, my emotions are unstable right now and I need something to vent it. The owner of the sweater that you wore made me lose. May I analogize yourself as him?".
Gulp.
_Shit! He can kill me. Juan stepped back even more. He saw the lion in front of him as if he was ready to pounce.
"Sir, forgive me. I'll take off the sweater".
"No! I prefer you to wear it.. It looks more real. Ah right.. Don't worry. You can also fight back as much as you want".
Juan frowned.
"We're both empty-handed. Let's celebrate our similarity, victory hunter".
Juan hid his smile now. _Empty hands and allowed to fight back as much as I want. Hmm.._ He felt like he got a bonus, beating the young master in front of him. Wouldn't this be something great?!
"Unfortunately, I'm unlucky. You'll be the first winner and I'm only the second winner.. I can't accept it!!".
On the other end, the bodyguard began to move more cheerfully. He warmed up a little. A sign that he was ready to win. It made Hendra even more excited to beat him.
"Hendra! Stop it! It's not good to show it to other bodyguards". Raka, who'd just entered the room and was told by his men, was walking closer.
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"Don't get involved, Raka! You can be a spectator. If you can't bear to watch it, go out and bring all your men. Except for this traitor".
"You're our leader, who we must protect at all times. Nobody is allowed to touch you, especially this stupid bodyguard. If you want to beat him, just beat him. Don't be like this!".
"You underestimated me?!". A piercing sound followed by an agile movement knocked Raka down.
"Argh..". Raka complained when he was thrown to the side of the other bodyguard. His lips hurt, which indicated that there was a wound.
"You guys who don't have any business, get out!!". Raka snapped to his men. This isn't a good example in the eyes of Raka as the leader of the guards. The voice of the leader was followed by his subordinates.
Raka found his focus again.
In the end, this man chose to close his eyes. One of his men was beaten up by their master.
"How? Are you still capable?! Get up! This is really fun! Haha".
Juan with a bruised face. He couldn't believe what he received. He used to be a martial arts athlete but he was knocked out by the CEO of Wenceslas Group who was reportedly smarter behind the desk.
Juan straightened his feet again. He stood up braver and was ready to be himself. This young man took off Damar's sweater and threw it randomly.
"Oh! Don't take it off! I like my analogy.. Wear it again!". Hendra asked.
"No, Sir. I'll be myself!". Juan strengthened his stance. He was ready to crash and fall.
"Whatever! The important thing is I'm satisfied!". Hendra was excited.
Next, the bodyguard was allowed to strike first. But Hendra dodged faster. He grabbed Juan's hand and bent it. Then Juan fell as a result of being elbowed by Hendra on his stomach.
Raka was quite horrified to see it. When the young master approached the collapsed body, then a death blow tore through the face of his subordinate.
"Hey, stand up again! I'm not satisfied yet!". Hendra shouted his order again.
When the stubborn Juan got up again, Raka heard a strange laugh from his boss' mouth. He even spoke incomprehensible sentences: "You look like me! Hahaha. You make me inspired. I have to get up again after my heart was torn by her".
"Prang!". The sound of objects thrown towards his master. Juan took the initiative to use the objects around him to survive.
Strangely, this mysterious young man was even happier: "Wow.. Your initiative is good. I'll imitate it too. Haha.. I'll use anything to survive".
Along with the falling of objects, one wounded Mahendra's hand. This man immediately took off his coat.
Not sure how long it had been but Raka didn't see any meaningful scratches on Hendra. His face was still perfect. Only sweat poured down his temple. Even the young master was still wearing the pajamas under his coat. The slight scratches on the hand gave a contrasting impression to the ivory pajamas with the baby breath pattern.
Meanwhile, his subordinate, whom he later realized was named Juan, was already choked by his master: "I wonder.. If you almost die like this, what would you do to survive?".
"Hendra!! LET GO!! LET MY SUBORDINATE GO!!". Raka's screams echoed, took part in pushing Hendra who looked crazy. He tried to save his subordinate who was coughing with a bruised face, torn mouth, even his nose was bleeding.
Juan was finally unconscious.
"I like this kid! Put a chip on his body.. I want him to be my wife's loyal guard.. He must become an item that I can use to survive". Raka's eyes lit up. He wanted to curse his master harshly.
Mahendra? Is this the real him? Andos often said that they had to be careful with the anger of Wiryo's grandson.
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"How? Are we coming in or not?" A housekeeper was confused. The door to the room in front of her was slightly opened. The watch on her hand showed 10.00 AM, which means she was more than late to think.
But the door she knocked wasn't opened. Even the service phone wasn't answered.
"Just open it.. Let's take a little peek. Maybe no one is there". The other housekeeper was braver. She went in first and started cleaning things up because there really wasn't anyone inside.
"Aa…. Argh.. Body! There's a body!".
"Hey. Don't scream! It scares me!".
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