Chapter 8

Ansel Balder's private JET transits at Abu Dhabi International Airport. Maybe to refuel avtur -aircraft fuel- or take out the trash or something. What is clear is that Daphne Tjia was stranded there for eight hours. It wasn't too late according to local time because it was three hours later than Florida.

But being stranded in a foreign land made her helpless. She complied when Ansel Balder led her into the hotel. Daphne Tjia believes Ansel Balder will not do anything wrong. Her brain tells Ansel Balder this is a man who likes the same sex.

Again, Daphne Tjia spent time sleeping in a room with Ansel Balder at a hotel near the airport. The man looked exhausted and lay on the hotel bed. Even though Daphne Tjia wanted to go out for a walk alone, the people there scared her.

Big nose. Big height. Using keffiyeh. You know, a special veil for Arab men whose pattern is similar to a Padang restaurant napkin. Most importantly, famous Arab men's 'stuff' is gigantic in size plus their libido is god level. What if she gets lost there?

So Daphne Tjia could only contemplate her fate alone. Her eyes looked outside, saw people passing under the balcony of her room. After getting bored, Daphne Tjia turned her retina to the billionaire. AB sleeps shirtless. Again. His face that is like a god of good looks is getting more handsome when he sleeps. Makes the Eve think good.

Mona, her friend who often does one night stand always says, 'Men after making out must sleep'. Daphne Tjia actually doesn't know if it's true or not. What is clear is that her friends think Daphne Tjia is an expert on sex. Because she reads hentai comics, watches pornographic videos ar very familiar with the world of blue films, Daphne Tjia can respond to chats that lead to her friends. In theory he is very good. In practice, Daphne Tjia doesn't know anything.

After looking at Ansel Balder, her eyes fell on her trunk. She opened the pink suitcase carefully so as not to make a sound. Daphne Tjia chose the sexiest bra. Chilli red color lacy. She put on the bra.

Slowly like a cat sneaking around wanting to steal a fish, Daphne Tjia climbed into bed, praying silently that Ansel Balder wouldn't wake up. Daphne Tjia styled her long hair to make it look messy. Her bra straps were lowered down to her arms. She pressed her body against Ansel Balder who was peaceful in his sleep. The girl made the look in her eyes as sad as possible. Her neon green fingernails then touched the camera symbol on the smartphone in her hand. After successfully taking pictures of the two of them, she observed the photo for five seconds. Exactly what she wanted. She would truly create an uproar in the universe. The crazy girl giggled softly as she sent the prank photo to Mona and Laura with the caption: Sleeping with the billionaire.

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Daphne Tjia's dream come true. This morning for the first time in her life, she was wearing a two-piece shocking pink bikini, while sitting on the sand of Kamari Beach, covered in a wide towel. A glass of assyrtiko - white wine typical of the island of Santorini, Greece - accompanied her to enjoy the sunrise. She was constantly amazed when the golden ball of the sun appeared from the surface of the sea. Greet the islanders, invite them to welcome a new day.

"That's cool, B." Daphne Tjia said to Ansel Balder who was wearing black Ray Ban glasses. Now he is not in a state of showing six-curved abs muscles like on planes and hotels. But still charming in khaki chino pants and a dark brown V-neck T-shirt. His masculine biceps and triceps are perfectly embraced by the material of the shirt he is wearing.

Ansel Balder turned to her with a smile. Daphne Tjia took a sip of the assyrtiko. Her eyes watched the white couple kissing passionately on the beach, celebrating a new day marked by the breaking of dawn.

"B, now not on the plane, may I ask a question?" Daphne Tjia mustered up her courage after the couple passed.

"About what?" Ansel Balder took off his Ray Ban glasses. The girl stared at him. Secretly in his heart, he admit that Daphne Tjia is quite attractive. Her nose is tiny. Her lips are also still childish especially when she is thinking. And those blue contact lenses are round.

"About the reason my father sent me here. What do you think you're going to do to me?" asked Daphne Tjia with a cute sad face.

"What did Mr. Tjia say?" Ansel Balder wanted to know what the director had said to his daughter.

"Well . . . Dad said I wanted to be sent to an orphanage to take care of the orphans."

Daphne Tjia almost cried when she said that. She hates children the most. Noisy voice, chaotic behavior. Anyway, a child is worse than the Ebola virus for her.

"Hmm... I see. Don't you like children?" Ansel Balder's calm voice echoed.

Daphne Tjia quickly shook her head. "They are monster, B. I just wonder why anyone likes children."

Ansel Balder got up from his seat on the towel and stood tall in front of Daphne Tjia. His hand reached out, inviting Daphne Tjia to stand up. For a moment Daphne Tjia's round eyes stared at the hand in front of her until she decided to welcome Ansel Balder's outstretched hand. The man helped her up. Her bare feet stepped on the black sand of volcanic ash from the volcano, her hands were carrying flatshoes, letting the soft black sand grains touch the skin of her feet.

It feels like heaven. Stroll along the beach a moment after the sun rises and radiates its golden rays. Daphne Tjia kept staring at her hands that were fused with Ansel Balder's hands. The most desirable rich handsome bachelor on the planet. Is she really in heaven?

"Did you read the contract before signing it and sending it back to me?" asked Ansel Balder.

Daphne Tjia nodded slowly. Once she read it, she imagined she would be enslaved for 5 years, having to do things she didn't like.

"Would you like to help me?" asked Ansel Balder again.

"As long as I don't take care of a small child, I will." It was time for Daphne Tjia to make a bargain. Her breathing is irregular now. She didn't know what she was feeling. Her mind was dazed. It felt like fireworks were going off in her head, producing beautiful colors. Passion adorns her heart.

Ansel Balder's feet stopped. Daphne Tjia could hear the blue ocean waves in front of her. Rumbling to the rhythm of her heart. The man looked at Daphne Tjia with his shady brown eyes. It seems that now a red hue adorns Daphne Tjia's hot face.

Ansel Balder smiled, revealing his dimples. He looked down, staring at Daphne Tjia's lips for a moment. His forefinger lifted the lips of the frozen girl in front of him. waiting. He kissed her lips softly. Not a hot wild kiss, but rather a careful kiss. It was as if Daphne Tjia's lips were made of fragile crystal that could shatter at any moment.

Daphne Tjia was unable to open her eyes. She couldn't refuse. Unable to breathe. Her whole body cheered with joy. From the plane, it turned out that Ansel Balder had intended to kiss her. Unexpectedly this man chose the right place and time for their first kiss. Hasn't she got the imagination of all the women on earth?

Their lips met on the shore. Their breaths met, creating a sweet fragrance. At least for Daphne Tjia. The girl didn't want this to end. She doesn't want to open her eyes. She wanted Ansel Balder's soft lips to rub against her. Again. Slowly, the man who kissed her untied their lips so that Daphne Tjia could breathe oxygen again. Ansel Balder's brown eyes sucked her soul into a magical world.

Then float the question. Which no girl on earth can refuse, "Then be my lover," demanded Ansel Balder in a voice as soft as velvet.