CLARA (MISTRESS)

~Hi everybody. I am Mahdania. Indonesian writer. This is my first novel for the English version. Hope you like the story and happy reading~

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A woman is having fun at a nightclub in the capital city of Jakarta, with her friend and several other visitors. Her sexy body danced to the loud music. In her hand was a glass of whiskey which she occasionally took a sip.

She is Clara Wibisono, a 24-year-old woman. Having a face like an angel, no man's eyes can resist her charm, especially when she smiles sweetly. Surely every man will fall in love when he sees it. How can? She has a perfect body. Her skin was like that of a newborn baby, innocent, very smooth, and bright.

However, to get all that, of course, not just waiting for a miracle from heaven. Of course, skincare is not cheap and not arbitrary. Yes, she is a woman who is selective when it comes to beauty. And for all that, the cost is not small. Just one treatment, she will spend up to hundreds of millions of rupiah.

However, there is no anxiety, she can easily earn money. Several credit cards neatly filled every space in her wallet, and she didn't have to pay every bill. For her, without beauty, there would be no money, and without money, there would be no beauty. That is, the two are interrelated.

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Clara finished the rest of the whiskey in her glass and headed for the bar. She gave the credit card she took from her wallet to a bartender.

"Wow! You drank a little today, Clara," said someone who suddenly approached Clara.

Clara looked at the man and smiled.

Dion, a handsome man who has a body like an athlete. Apart from being tall, he is also handsome. Dion is the owner of the club and one of the men who fall in love with Clara. However, unfortunately, Clara is not interested in Dion.

"I'm a little tired, I'm going home," Clara said.

"Do you want me to take you home?" said Dion.

Clara shook her head. Her head was already feeling a little dizzy. Not many people realize that she is a heavy drinker. Before, she was never drunk even though she drank a lot of alcohol. She could even finish a few bottles in one night.

Unfortunately, tonight she was a little tired and was going back to her apartment.

"I'm fine, I brought my car," Clara said with a smile.

Dion nodded, not easy to win Clara's heart. Dion had tried many times to get Clara's attention, but Clara never noticed. Clara considers Dion just a friend, even though Dion wants his relationship with Clara to be more than just a friend.

Clara took back her credit card and hurried out of the club. Clara got into her luxury car and drove to one of the luxury apartments not far from the nightclub.

Arriving at one of the apartment buildings, Clara rushed to her apartment unit which was in the penthouse class. Clara pressed her password to open her apartment door. After the door opened, Clara took off her high heels. Every room in the apartment looks dark, but the private room, which is none other than the bedroom, looks bright by the lighting in the room.

Clara sighed and opened the door to her

Bedroom, saw a handsome man with a well-built body leaning on the bed, holding a book in his hands. The man was only wearing a bathrobe.

"Hi," said Clara.

"It's amazing, you didn't come home late tonight at the apartment. Have you had enough fun outside tonight?" said the man while looking at the famous brand watch which had a limited series wrapped around his wrist? This luxury watch with a limited series even has a price that is almost the same as the price of the Clara car.

"I'm a little tired," Clara said and went to the bathroom. Clara cleaned her body up and when she finished, Clara came out wearing only her bathrobe.

"Are you still tired?" the man asked as he watched Clara approach the closet.

Clara shook her head.

"Why? Do you want something from me?" Clara asked, smiling seductively at the man.

The man smiled and got off the bed. The man then approached Clara and kissed her head.

"We can do it next time, rest now! You must be tired," the man said and left the bedroom.

*** The next day, Clara woke up feeling the warmth of the sun coming in through her apartment window. She blinked, trying to gather her consciousness which seemed to be still floating. Her head is much better and she no longer feels dizzy.

Clara looked around the room and saw the same man she saw last night coming out of the dressing room with a rather large suitcase.

"Are you leaving?" asked Clara.

"Yes," said the man.

Clara sat on the bed, she took off the blanket she was wearing and just put on her pajamas.

"How many days?" Clara asked while walking towards the man.

"One week," the man said. The man seemed busy wearing a tie around him.

"Don't you want something?" asked Clara. Clara took over holding the man's tie. Instead of helping put the tie around the man's neck, Clara took it off and smiled at him as if teasing him.

The man smiled. He understood Clara's point.

"In two hours, my plane will fly. I still have things that I haven't put in my suitcase. Help me pack them," the man said.

The man put his tie back on, while Clara pursed her lips and helped load the man's belongings into the suitcase.

"You know, it's not free to do all of this," Clara said, putting in the last item.

The man smiled. That's Clara, doing anything must be rewarded. What if it's not jewelry, luxury clothes, or other branded items?

"You can do whatever you want," said the man.