The Night Before Nana Died
There's nothing that I can't conquer at the age of thirty. I have a perfectly handsome face because of the German face. I got it from my late father.
Not to mention my regular sports activities, making my body sturdy and proportional like a model.
"Father? Huh...!"
That one sentence made me feel sick. My father has a name similar to mine, Daniel Mahendra.
It made me hate him even more because everyone who calls my name will remind me of the father figure I hate the most. The person who made me able to be cruel and cold even to my daughter, Isabella Mahendra.
I picked up the dark blue tie I had just pulled out of my tie collection wardrobe, looked at myself in the mirror, and stared in satisfaction.
Because I already have a perfect figure and the most respected figure according to my father's wishes.
Daughter?
I chuckle, remembering. How my dad got mad and almost killed me.
When I was twenty years old, the two-year-old baby was lying in front of the entrance of my house.
A small letter was pinned between the thin blankets, a letter without the owner's name, saying that the baby girl was my daughter and I had to take responsibility.
My father was angry, shouted at me, beat me to death. Fortunately, the angel of death had not yet come to pick me up. Because my stepmother was determined to save me at that very moment. A long-barreled rifle was aimed, right at my face.
"It's crazy to think about that time!"
I finished putting on my tie and took out my outer coat, which I quickly put on. My cell phone rang. I immediately answered an incoming call from someone named,
"Angel,"
"Hi, honey? Thanks for last night, and also the gift bag you bought for me. I like it." A woman's voice immediately sounded in my ears.
"It doesn't matter to me if you like my gift. Besides, I've also enjoyed spending the last few nights with you," I answered in a deep voice, which made the woman named Angel let out a soft, low voice.
"What if we met again tonight? I've missed you so much, David." Said Angel, still persuaded me.
I chuckled when hearing a tantalizing invitation. The beautiful model does have an extraordinary allure.
But why do I feel bored so quickly? Besides, I also have a long queue of another beautiful women, which I should try as soon as possible.
"Angel..?" Call me in my deep voice.
And she responded with an overzealous exclamation,
"Yes, David?"
"Looks like... we have to end this relationship. Wait a minute, I think I said it wrong because this is not a relationship," I said as I took the black suitcase that was on the table.
"What do you mean, David? You're not going to dump me, are you?" asked Angel nervously.
I know that she doesn't want to lose her goldfield, not because she loves me.
"I hope you don't misunderstand. Because I'm David Mahendra, I've never been serious in a relationship. I've paid you a lot! And don't think I'm a fool.
"You bastard man!" cursed Angel loudly. But I don't care as soon as I turn off the phone.
I came out of my room. I felt normal after breaking my relationship with Angel, a famous model who became the target of many handsome men.
I'm used to hearing the ravings of many women like that, whose existence I have never considered at all.
But, when I passed the living room and saw the figure of a girl. Together with a middle-aged woman who was chatting. My mood immediately changed, recalling the shadows of the dark past.
Child? Hah!
I have never expected a child in my life.
When I was young, I was famous for playing games with women.
I am a cool playboy.
I don't know how many women I've played with and slept with me willingly.
But I always make sure that I won't leave any traces, and impossible if I have a child from a seductive woman.
But,
All of that changed when Isabela appeared at the entrance of my house. I almost went crazy and couldn't believe it!
Although the DNA results prove that she is indeed my daughter, BUT HOW CAN BE?
I don't even know which woman gave birth to her safely on this earth?
Which cunning and the seductive woman managed to trick me?!
"Ah! What a terrible day!" I say out loud.
Doing it on purpose in front of the two of them. My stepmother and Isabela glanced at me. Let them be offended by my words because I don't like these two types of people.
I hate them so much?
I got into my car immediately, without saying goodbye or just saying good morning.
I threw my suitcase at my side, my driver who knew my nature was silent and reluctant to greet me.
On the way, this feeling is still very upsetting,
Cruel?
Yes, indeed. I was very cruel to my mother! But that's okay. Right? Because she is not my real biological mother, even though she is old.
I will not forgive her mistakes because she has entered into my family life.
I remember how dad left my mom for that woman!
How I watched my mother cry and continue to torture herself, that woman made a mess in my family.
If I'm cruel to her, she doesn't even have the heart to take a husband and a father, then make my mother commit suicide.
I punched the side of the door in annoyance, My driver was surprised, but he didn't dare to ask me anything.
The hatred and resentment have permeated this body and mind, but I enjoy it.
I promise to me I will play with all the seductive women, to my heart's content, satisfied that I can bring them to their knees in front of me.
Especially. When seeing their fake faces change. When they see large remittances or luxury items that make their self-esteem even more worthless.
I arrived at the office early as usual, even too early an hour before.
Habits that I apply. So that all my employees are more disciplined, and I can find their weak points. And give severe sanctions to anyone, without exception.
I know behind my back many of them are whispering, talking about my scary personality.
A sole heir as cruel. As the previous leader - Daniel Mahendra.
I said that I don't care!
This family business must survive with competent people. Not lazy, diligent, innovative, and focused. For people who can't work with me, I'll kick them out.
Since my father passed away six years ago, my life has changed!
Busier, less time for myself.
I only have one, please.
Namely, a seductive woman will come to me and give their body.
The proof! In front of my eyes!
After lunch, I haven't left my job yet. But suddenly, the door opened. And a woman with a super tight and mini dress approached me with a seductive look.
"Mr. David, so ... now you want to have lunch inside?" she smirked.
The Funny moment, I do not know the name of the woman.
"I'd better close and locked this door, so no one can peek and disturb us." She said again and closed the door to my work.
She just kept moving towards me, her hips swaying gracefully, already made me stare with excitement.
Next? You can guess what we're going to do in my office. Something crazy and fun got my man's desire churned.