Mystery Girl Lurer
Cancellations

That morning Irna was still doing the photo shoot, about ten in the morning just finished.

Inside his office Fredian is busy contacting Reynaldi, his manager Irna.

"Why hasn't he come yet?!" His screams ran out of patience.

"Ah, Irna still has a photo shoot this morning, will be a little late to come." He said while holding back his laughter.

"Presidential meeting?" Said his secretary while bringing the file into the room.

"Delay all meetings today!" He shouted in a loud voice. Making his secretary drop his entire dossier, messy on the floor in shock.

Fredian paced around like a fire beard as he continued to hold his forehead.

Irna stepped into Reshort wearing sunglasses, her beautiful dress waving along with her steps. Her lips were peach-colored and thin, developing a sweet smile. A few guards guarded him from all sides.

The boisterous cries of fans flooded the front door of the Reshort. Also a lot of journalists waiting want to barge inside if not prevented by security and Irna guards.

"Krieying.." Suddenly Irna's phone rang.

"Ah, yes. I'm still at the Reshort right now, I'll be there in an hour." He said, ending the phone call.

Fredian heard a boisterous shout outside his Reshort, the man then hurriedly tidied up his suit. Pretend to sit back in his office chair.

"When I meet with the President, do not let anyone enter to interfere, including members of the President's family, the future wife of the President all related to the President! understand you?!" Hardik Irna to his guards.

If a few years ago he had to be busy grabbing some women, now he does not want to dirty his beautiful hands anymore.

If in the past he was always hit by drinking water, and slaps, this time he would not let anyone yell at him more than ten meters, and ended up in court with no small reward.

Gracefully the girl opened the door stepping into Fredian's room.

"No, no, no, no." The clattering of Irna's pretty footsteps on the dark red colored tiles filled the room. The delicate fragrance of perfume in every movement of her beautiful dress devoured the scent of Fredian perfume.

The girl took off her sunglasses, then sat on the sofa. Fredian stared at Irna from the moment he entered her room with unblinking eyes.

The man stepped closer sitting next to him. Because Fredian was too close, Irna was forced to shift her sitting position slightly away.

Irna pulled the file out of her bag.

The girl started to open the conversation.

"I haven't signed this contract, I want to add the terms of the contract."

"Yes, add it." Said Fredian inching closer.

"During the process of working as a Reshort ad model, I do not want to be disturbed by your family, including your future wife."

"If it happens and results in the tainting of my good name, I will demand five times the contract price."

"Yes just add it and sign it immediately." Said Fredian as he grabbed Irna's hair that fell on her smooth back, then kissed her.

"I hope you can distinguish between business and personal matters." Irna pulled Fredian's hand from her hair.

Fredian did not care that the man instead kissed Irna's smooth back gently.

Make his whole body brushed for a moment.

"What are you doing?" Said Irna while distancing herself.

After the signature was completed, Irna cleaned up the file. Fredian leaned his head over Irna's back like he had no energy at all.

"President?" Irna turned her head towards Fredian, the man's face pale. And the smell of alcohol on his lips.

"How much do you drink? you're a man who can never solve a problem!"

"Just five bottles, last night." He hugged Irna's body from behind. Her whole body was exposed to the perfume that Irna was wearing.

Irna packed him in the bed that used to be occupied by him and Fredian.

Fredian grabbed Irna in his arms.

"I miss you so much." He said while holding Irna.

"You have to take care of your future wife, not me who's nobody." Irna let go of Fredian's embrace.

"I have to go now, I have another schedule." Irna stood up, but the man pulled her hand and fell on the bed.

"You're married in a week, what are you doing to me now?!" Irna shouted at Fredian while glaring at him.

"You're mine, you'll forever be mine." Fredian's whisper in Irna's ear.

If not for remembering Alfred maybe Irna would have shouted back then. Until Irna's bodyguard comes in and she's going to file a lawsuit in court and destroy her business right then and there.

Irna still remembers her little son whom she misses so much.

"It can't be like this! Fred let me go!" Irna continued to screech trying to get away from him.

An hour just passed. The entire room inside Fredian's office became the fragrant scent of Irna's perfume.

"They won't come again?" Fredian asked as he touched the blood on his bedsheet.

"Twenty minutes!" Irna then grabbed the perfume from inside her bag squirting all over her body, and on her bed.

Irna pointed at the vent above the wall, sharp nails scrambling in. But after smelling another scent they left.

Irna stood tidying up her dress again, and also her make up.

"From now on I won't be meeting you in the office!" Said Irna while glancing towards him.

"I'll never marry her!" Shouted Fredian then stood holding Irna's hand back.

"It's none of my business anymore, stop bothering me!" Irna flicked her hand from Fredian's. He waltzed leisurely leaving the man with that desperate face.

After taking her bag Irna came out of Fredian's room. Outside Erlia's door under the custody of Irna's guards. Erlia looked at Irna as if she wanted to tear her beautiful face apart.

Irna smiled sweetly looking at the girl looking at him angrily. Fredian who hurriedly chased after her stood behind Irna's back yet had time to button her clothes.

Irna deliberately stopped in the doorway. And Fredian ran hugging her tightly from behind.

Irna deliberately stroked Fredian's head which fell over his shoulder while glancing at Erlia.

"I have to go now, there's another schedule that can't be delayed." Said Irna softly while being followed by a whisper.

"Today you owe me another favor to mess back up the woman who's scrambling after you!" Said Irna while holding her shoulder.

"I'll pay all my debts." Fredian whispered softly as he kissed Irna's cheek.

Irna took Fredian's embrace off her waist. Passing away from the man, Irna waved her hand to her guards to follow him.

"What did you do with that woman?!" Erlia shouted in Fredian's ear.

"She's my woman, she's my only woman." Fredian said with a smile ignoring the angry face in front of him.

"How about our wedding!" Erlia shouted impatiently, shaking Fredian's body.

Erlia came crashing inside, she checked the room inside Fredian's office.

"You just slept with her? Akaaakkkk!" Shouted Erlia again then slapped Fredian on the cheek.

"The wedding invitations have been shared and you told me to marry myself? okay I'll call your mom and tell her everything that happened today!" Erlia could not accept a unilateral decision from Fredian.

"Yes just tell me everything, after all this is not the first time I've left the bride at the wedding!" Grunts Fredian while whistling casually, putting his clothes back on.

By the time Irna was pregnant with Alfred, she had more than seven runs away at countless weddings and arranged marriages. Also left the bride crying on the altar.

"Why did he think I was making that match last time? I just want Irna to hold my waist and hold me tightly from behind. But damn it at that moment he was angry! otherwise, who would be willing to make that ridiculous match!" Fredian said in his heart.

The man's face turned bright, and came back excited.

Erlia sobbed out of Fredian's room. And contact the Derrose family.

"Mama, how's this? Fredian suddenly cancelled our wedding. After Irna the artist came out of her office"

"I'm sorry Mama Erlia, you can't intervene with your problems. You better finish it yourself."

And Fredian's mother couldn't do anything about it. The present Irna was not the old Irna, which she could despise at will.

Because Irna is no longer his daughter-in-law. The girl, if insulted or offended, will bring charges to the court with no small exchange value.

Fredian's mother doesn't want Derrose's family to offend the girl anymore, if she doesn't want her own family name destroyed.

And also make the stock price drop suddenly in a short time.

Some companies have already mentioned it and within a week the company stopped the production process until it went out of business.

The name Irna Damayanti is not only known in the world of modeling and artists, but also known as a demon in the business world of the entire country.

Thanks to his hard work and also the support of various parties Irna achieved fame that cannot be underestimated.

"Have you been waiting for me for a long time?" Irna asked with a smile sitting on a restaurant chair.

"It's only been half an hour! ha ha ha!" Rian said with a crisp laugh.

"Ah this is what you asked for last night." Rian pulled out a box of perfume.

"How much is the President?" Irna asked while sipping her coffee.

"For an Irna Damayanti maybe a trillion is not too expensive? Ha ha ha!" His words again chuckled over the claws of the beautiful girl in front of him.

Rian who mixes the fragrance of Irna perfume all this time, it was made for her. So that the devil cannot smell his blood. And it was done since Irna experienced the birth of Alfred.

After giving birth to his friendship returned as usual. Uniquely again at the age of almost thirty years, the girl still looks young like she is still in her twenties.

It was not seen at all if she had given birth to a son.

"Hi?" Sapa a President of the Eagle Star, come sit with the two of them.

Since Reyfarno's blood mixed with Irna's blood he also suffered from blood disorders almost the same as Irna. And Rian took care of her all this time.

"Can you be a jewelry model in my company again?" Said later.

"How much do you give the price?" Asked Irna with a relaxed face.

"Three billion!" Reyfarno said without hesitation.

"Deal!" Said Irna with a smile.

"You're so pretty." Said Reyfarno was not able to withstand his admiration.

"Do you still dare to bother me, or do I need to call.." Had not been able to finish his words Reyfarno had replied.

"Ah, no, no, I'll just look at you. Ha ha ha, if you remember me that time. I don't want to experience the same thing again."

Rian smiled seeing Reyfarno so submissive and obedient to Irna, since bad things happened to him.

They laugh while constantly joking at each other.

Until Irna's phone ringing stopped her.

"Oh yes, I'll go straight to the location after from here." Irna immediately stood up.

"Well, you don't have time at all." Rian said with a smile to stand up to take Irna up in her car.

"Can I take you?" Said Reyfarno offering a ride while smilingly waving his hand.

Their time together was on the news the next day. Making the name Irna Damayanti more soaring.

Fredian choked to see Irna's bright face laughing casually with the two of them on the television screen.

"Wow! this is so unfair! he was with them could be that relaxed! but when I was with me and kept driving me away, I suddenly became jealous of them!" Fredian rubbed his face in annoyance.

That afternoon Irna completed a photo shoot at the new Aryan company location.

And back home when the clock on his wrist showed six o'clock in the evening.

Irna soaked her body in the swimming pool on the top floor, the roof of her magnificent house. He used to be afraid of water, but since entering the world of artists he took special training in swimming.

After circling the pool several times with her slim body, Irna walked out from the water. And took a towel wrapped around his waist.

The girl walked towards the bathroom, taking off her entire shirt. Enjoy the warm water that radiates from the top of his head.

Irna went downstairs and wrapped her wet hair in a towel.

The servants downstairs were already waiting for Irna to serve him.

After eating some fresh fruits, Irna got a soft massage from her servant who was special to serve her body care.

"Hello, why else?" Irna asked someone through her phone.

"When did you start shooting for Reshort?"

"The ad shot, tomorrow." Irna answered Fredian's question.

"Show me the location, the crew will take care of the entire preparation." Said Irna again.

"In the new Reshort." Fredian replied with a smile, happy to hear Irna's voice at that time.

"Have you? I'll close first. If there's anything you want to ask you can call my manager."

"Wait a minute, don't close it!"

"Why again?" Irna asked impatiently as she was already very sleepy.

"I'm outside your house!" Fredian said as he got out of his car sitting leaning in front of the car.

"Then why? go home I want to sleep. After all, you won't be able to enter my house like you used to as easily get out and get in!" Irna ended the phone call.

Seriate...