The Serpent of Desire of the Ceo
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Daisy can only sob when she Excel has completed her desire in a state of unconsciousness. Although they do so in LEGITIMATE circumstances, Daisy still feels unwilling if chastity is forcibly taken by someone who does not love her at all. Especially now that Excel only makes himself a prisoner for revenge only. There is no love, there is more and more hate days like being nurtured in the heart of Excel.

Excel squirmed, feeling his body ache and head slightly heavy. As a result of being drunk last night Excel can't remember anything else, all he remembers is Daisy's laughter while with another man.

When he was about to get out of bed, his eyes widened when he found himself naked. Seeing his success, he also found Daisy who turned her back with a blanket up to her neck.

"What happened." Excel grabbed her hair, frustrated.

All her life she has never touched a woman and this time without any awareness she has done the thing she never wanted, let alone it being together with Daisy, even though she is Sahah's wife. For Excel his marriage to Daisy was only the initial bridge to destroy Arathorn.

"Wake up! Don't think you can be proud after successfully climbing onto my bed! You must have used this opportunity so I could touch you, right? You cheap woman." Excel departs when he sees Daisy's shoulder move up and down.

Daisy tries to forget what happened last night, but can't. It was like cursing Excel who did not know himself to accuse as well as his own eyes, but his heart was still claustrophobic.

"Down from my bed right now! I know you're awake" Excel continued.

While holding the problem, Daisy got off the Excel oversize bed and pulled a blanket to cover her body. "Eh .. wait! Why bring the blanket. You want to see my jar body? Don't bring the blanket! shout Excel.

Daisy closed her eyes for a moment. While breathing out his rough breath he clenched his hand.

Excel knitted his eyebrows as Daisy sat back in her bed.

"Are you crazy to let me out of your room without a thread? I don't want to! I want service to bring my clothes here!"

"That's your business. Who told you to be ja.la.ng?" cynical Excel.

Both were silent for a few minutes, Excel finally relented and called the waiter to get Daisy's clothes.

"Satisfied you've managed to take the opportunity to be able to sleep with me? You're wrong to think I'm going to melt down over this. I'm getting sick of your ja.la.ng face."

Before long the service came with a change of clothes for Daisy. Daisy must gulp down her saliva rough as the maid helps her to wear clothes for Daisy in front of Excel's eyes.

Daisy has thrown away her shame. There was no more honor he had to keep, everything had been forcibly snatched away by Excel. Instead of feeling guilty, Excel blames Daisy for last night.

After Daisy's departure, Excel was shocked when she found blood on her bed. It was Daisy's virginity blood. Excel tries hard to remember the incident last night, but because it still feels dizzy Excel chooses to refresh his body first.

While in the bathroom, Excel tries to remember why she used to have sex with Daisy under the shower.

"Crazy .. I could have taken her virginity in an unconscious state." Excel managed to remember the hot night last night. Excel remembers vividly as he pulls Daisy's hand, which he assumes is Sysi.

"Basic stupid! Why should I get drunk!" Excel's Overeat.

Meanwhile down there, Daisy chooses to reduce herself in the room. He neglected his duties this morning, lucky that there was a waiter who always helped Daisy to do her chores.

Daisy can only cry inside the bathroom. It is not wrong to give the crown of chastity to her own husband, however, for the case that Daisy is experiencing it is not easy to be sincere when having to give up her chastity.

"Where is he?" ask Excel about one of the servers.

"Miss Daisy's still in the room, sir."

"good. If he doesn't do his job, no one will dare to feed him! Understood?"

Excel just left his house without any more appetite for breakfast. The servant only stroked his chest to see his Master treating his wife like a servant. Do not want to interfere with the service immediately continue his work again.

Daisy, still contemplating her fate, stared pushyly out the window. His life was now ruined, he was no longer holy. How fate would be when she was not kicked by Excel, other than no one wants to marry her, she is no longer a virgin.

"Miss, you must eat." One of the waiters came by to bring Daisy breakfast.

"Calm down, your work is all done. You no longer need to do your job" he continued.

"Why are you working? You don't have to care about me. I'm just here as a waiter as you are" Daisy replied.

"No Miss. You are Mr. Excel's wife. Today Mr. Excel is still fiery with his grudges, but believe me he is a good man. Now you have to have breakfast, don't get sick" said the waiter, before leaving.

Not long after, Daisy's room door was reopened by another maid.

"Miss, this is the phone for you but don't let you get caught that you're holding the phone. And here's a take-off from your Daddy. He apologized for not being able to help you and sent me by your side."

Daisy receives a letter from Daddy. Apology letter. Daisy smiled cynically. He said he was a conglomerate, but to fight Excel alone would not dare. Is Excel so creepy, that his Daddy has no way to free himself?

"Do I have to be happy with your presence? What if Excel knows who you are?"

"Master Excel won't know, I'm an old service man in this house. You don't worry, Mr. Excel is a good man."

Again Daisy had to laugh cynically when she heard the praise from the servants in this house who said Excel was a good person. If he was a good man, there was no way Daisy would be held captive in this place.

"Trust me Miss, all will be safe." The maid, who had not given her name, had now passed from Daisy's room. There is actually a sense of happiness when Daisy gets a new phone for herself, but she is also disappointed with her Daddy being unable to do anything for her. Just because a share in his Daddy company gave up his only child.

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