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The CEO And Me

Author : Bayu Hidayat

Translator : Yuriko

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Author's POV

The clock showed seven in the morning and it was time for Sagara to clean himself in the bathroom.

The handsome young man must ready at eight o'clock because the relatives and peoples 

At eight o'clock in the morning, the handsome young man must be ready because the relatives and people who will accompany his wedding car have started arriving to this house.

Now Sagara's footsteps he directed to the bathroom in his room.

The very refreshing cold water began to soak the young man's burly body and made all the dirt that stuck to his skin shed.

A few moments later, Sagara, who had finished cleaning herself, began to come out of the bathroom wearing a blue kimono wrapped around his tall body.

"Ken," Sagara greeted when he found out that his personal secretary had returned to his room and was currently sitting on the sofa reading some news in his smartphone.

Kenzo raised his head when his name was called by Sagara.

"It turns out that you are in here," Sagara said while walking towards the window of the room while drying his wet hair using a small towel in his hand.

"Yes, sir. If I stay outside it will raise many suspicions." Secretary Ken said.

"You have locked the door, right?"

"I have, sir." Secretary Ken nodded.

"Then ... go ahead and change your clothes! I want to dry my hair first."

"Yes, young master."

Secretary Ken got up from his seat and proceeded into a special room which contained a giant wardrobe in which there were lots of clothes, pants, shoes, and other trinkets.

This has became a normal routine for that man  to always change his clothes after his young master finishes cleaning himself, because everyone thought that he always helps Sagara to take a bath every day.

He put the clothes that he previously wore into the dirty laundry basket in the bathroom.

Some of Secretary Ken's clothes were soaked with water to make it look as if his clothes were wet after helping his Master clean himself. So that not a single person suspected that Young Master Sagara was actually not flawed.

Now it's Sagara's turn to enter the giant wardrobe room. He began to wear his wedding suit which was pure white.

Currently Sagara is in the mirror looking at her appearance in the mirror in this room.  "I'm always handsome in whatever clothes I wear."  he said narcissistically.

Sagara came out of the special room wearing the neat wedding clothes. Meanwhile, Secretary Ken was already getting ready with the wheelchair that Sagara had always been sitting on for the past two months when he was outside.

"Here you go, sir." said Secretary Ken inviting Sagara to sit on the wheelchair.

After Sagara made himself comfortable, Secretary Ken started pushing the wheelchair.

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Outside, Awan, who has been waiting for Sagara's arrival since earlier, immediately welcomed his younger brother.

"You look really handsome bro really handsome." Awan praised.

"Thank you for the compliment, Bro." Sagara said with a fake smile

"Whew ~ Viola must feel very lucky, Having a husband like you, Ga. Already handsome, smart, and definitely good in bed. Hahaha," chuckled Awan.

"Ah, stop joking. I can't be as good as other men since my legs are crippled ike this." Sagara said, trying to make his voice breathless.

"Really? Ah, there's no way you're not good. I'm sure that you're going to be better than me."

Sagara just replied with a stiff smile that was deliberately made up so that Awan thought he was hurt.

On the surface, Sagara's face looked gloomy because he had to pretend like that so that Awan wouldn't suspect that he wasn't really handicapped.

Awan who saw the sad look on his younger brother's face began to turn one lip which indicated that he was happy with this situation.

Everyone had arrived and it was time for all of them to go to the venue for Sagara's wedding.

"Come on, everyone, let's go to Building B!" Awan shouted, instructing them to follow him.

 "Let's go!"  they all exclaimed.

Everyone started getting into their cars. Just like with Sagara who is being assisted by his Secretary to get into the car.

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Awan's POV

By this time I was in my own car with my beautiful Secretary named Diana.

I was very satisfied to see the gloomy look on my brother's face after I mocked him with my soft words.

"Mr. Awan," my secretary who was driving called out my name.

"What's the matter, Di?" I asked.

"Are you really going to marry Young Master Saga to Viola?"

"Why did you suddenly ask that, Di?"

"I'm just curious. Why did Mr. Awan even give a girl who has such good qualifications to your already handicapped Brother."

"Hahaha," I laughed after hearing the reason of my Secretary.

"Why are you laughing , sir?" my secretary asked in a slightly irritated tone.

"Do you think I will give good things to my brother, hm?"

"Who knows," my secretary said, raising her shoulders briefly.

"Hahaha," I burst out laughing again.

"Hiss, answer quickly, sir!" she asked in a spoiled, seductive voice.

"Don't sound like that, Di!"

"So what?"

"I'm just afraid that someone will wake up."  I replied softly.

"Hahaha," Diana chuckled at my answer.

"Don't laugh, Di!"  I said annoyed.

"It's up to me,"

I started to get closer to Diana who is currently in front of me because I was sitting in the back seat.

"If someone suddenly wakes up, I will kidnap you and put you into a room so you can help me to get the thing awake back to sleep."  I whispered in her ear.

"Aw," she shrieked in surprise when I teased her ear.

"Don't mess around, sir! If I lose focus on driving, we can die"

"That's the punishment for laughing at me."

"Very well, I accept my punishment, but I will also punish you, sir."

"Hemph," I snorted, "punish me?"  One of my eyebrows raised up, belittling this threat from my Secretary.

"Yes, I will punish you. I will make sure that during this month you will not be able to touch me."  She said with a sly smile.

"No, no, no," I was starting to panic, "don't do that, Di." I begged.

"I don't care,"

"Di, don't be like this. If I fast for a month and stop touching you for a month, I can lose my spirit." I whimpered while shaking the shoulders of my secretary who is also my mistress.

"You still have your wife, sir." She said lightly. "You have been playing with your wife for a month now."

"How could that be," I protested, "don't be cruel like that, Di!"  I begged. "Tell me what you want, I'll definitely give you everything."

"Okay, then I want a diamond ring that is exactly the same as the ring owned by Yunita, sir."

 "Deal." I immediately agreed.

 A diamond ring like that is easy for me.

 "Anyway, it must be exactly the same!"

 "No worries, that can be arranged, Di."

 "Okay."

For a moment this car was filled with silence.

"Di," I said, opening the conversation.

"Hm,"

"After we come from Saga's wedding, we will go straight to your apartment!"  I whispered.

"Don't you have a dinner appointment with Yunita tonight, sir, who will be celebrating her birthday?" My secretary reminded me.

"Dang, how could I forget that"

"But ... if you really want to play with me, we can play for a while" she whispered in a seductive voice.

My defense finally broke after a long time,  "Gosh, Di. I said don't tease me."  I complained, starting to get tortured.

"Why, sir?"  She asked with an innocent face.

"Don't look so innocent!"

"Hahaha," Shee laughed instead.

"Do not laugh!"

"Well... When people see your pants, how will they react? Hahaha,"

"You un-moraled secretary!" I sweared.

"Hahaha," She was still laughing.

"Quickly find the nearest motel or hotel!" I ordered.

"Huh? Aren't we supposed to go to Young Master Saga's wedding hall?"

"Just obey my orders!"

"Fine, fine, sir. Hahaha,"

"Laugh all you want," I rolled my eyes.

"Ha ha ha,"

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