The Conqueror of Playboy CEO
PHCP Chapter - 36

Danish had been silent for a long time staring at Alika. The woman looks beautiful and fresh with her new hairstyle. Which is usually always in the ponytail, now Alika's beautiful hair is free. In addition, the clothes he bought were very suitable to be worn by Alika.

The look of Alika really illustrates the figure of a fashionable career woman.

"Mas Danish," Sentak Alika because Danish had long been silent staring at him.

"Yes baby, um I mean you're done Al, let's go now." Said Danish who was originally released to call Alika with the word Baby.

They got out of the salon and headed straight for the Danish car park.

"How does Al like you not with my dress of choice?" Tanya Danish when she was in the car.

"Like it, but it must be very expensive. Why would Danish do all this, I could just go home. The cost in the salon and the price of this shirt if in total must be many times my salary of one month. Mas Danish doesn't have to get this way." Alika

"It's okay Al, don't think about it. Consider it a gift from me. After all, going home will take a long time." Danish said with a smile. It's actually faster if they come back home. But yes the name of a lot of royal money, in the middle of a mall that has a lot of shops. Danish chose to buy clothes and bring Alika to the salon instead of having to drive her back home.

"Thank you then mas Danish has helped me a lot." Alika

Danish smiled and nodded.

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At the office, Isabel was thickening her makeup and also tidying up her clothes. Today the office will have guests from Japan. Isabel thinks Danish can't find Alika. Because of the time that has passed, Danish must have left Alika and returned to the office. Isabel is also very confident to be chosen as a substitute, to welcome guests to accompany Danish.

"Kok Danish hasn't come back yet anyway, is she still looking for Alika? But soon his clients from Japan will arrive." Isabel's mumbling

Shortly thereafter, Danish appeared. A smile immediately rose on Isabel's lips, seeing Danish coming alone. A few minutes later, his smile disappeared. His eyes were perfectly rounded to see Alika's figure. Plus the appearance of Alika is very beautiful. Alika greeted Isabel by nodding and smiling.

"Ish, it turns out the damn woman made it out. And the clothes must have been bought by Danish. Argh.I should be the one wearing that expensive brand shirt." Isabel was upset.

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Inside the meeting room, Danish talked about his cooperation plan with his clients. An hour passed and the meeting was finally over. Clients from Japan were satisfied with the Danish presentation. They also officially work together.

Actually this meeting is only a continuation of the meeting at the cafe some time ago. Mr. Akio as a client from Japan has seen the figure of Alika. She thinks that Alika is Danish's wife. Because all he knows is Danish secretary Azel. Alika's appearance is also elegant, depicting the figure of the CEO's wife.

"Always the spirit of work, Mr. Danish, if accompanied by his beloved wife." Said Mr. Akio who is fluent in Indonesian.

"Ah sir Akio could have, but this is my secretary." Say Danish with his signature smile. In his heart he said it was nice if the sentence came true.

"I'm sorry, I'm glad to be working with you." Pamit Pak Akio shook Danish's hand

"Yes sir, let me take you to the front." Reply Danish

After Akio left, Danish and Alika returned to their room. Yes, now Danish is sharing a room with Alika. Arriving at her desk, Alika was immediately busy with the files on her desk. The return to work is about an hour away. Danish approached Alika's desk she stood right next to Alika sitting down.

"Al seems like we're a good fit, not just one person who thinks we're husband and wife." Danish Saying

"Mas Danish said what the hell," Reply Alika with a timid look on her face. He remained focused on staring at the file on his desk, not daring to stare at Danish.

"Can one day we be what people think we are?" Danish asked as she lowered her face closer to Alika. Because Alika did not want to look at him.

"We don't know how destiny outlines later. If we are meant to be together, it will be." Alika replied with trembling.

A smile full of happiness was instantly engraved on Danish lips. He also kept his face away from Alika.

"Let's go home now." Take Danish

"Haa, go home? It's still half four in the afternoon." Alika said she felt her working hours were still quite long.

"Yes, but the job is done. That's work for tomorrow, do it tomorrow. Let's go home." Said Danish while pulling Alika's hand to get up from her seat. Because not ready yet Alika even tripped the legs of the chair where she sat. He also called Danish.

They fell in the position of Danish. Because his hands are behind his back. While Alika with a position hugging him. They both look at each other's eyes. With their faces very close with almost no distance.

Whether consciously or not Danish kissed Alika's lips. Danish has wanted those lips for a long time. Alika did not rebel at all. The woman who was still the wife of the man just kept quiet and closed her eyes.

"Excuse me Mr. Danish I'd like to deliver a report to.." Azel's words stopped when he saw his boss and target man kissing, with the woman who became his rival.

"Waaaah!" Automatic Azel gaping was shocked to see that scene. Jealousy and annoyance mixed into one. He came out after that.

"Hey what's wrong with you?" Ask Isabel who saw Azel as a hot worm.

But instead of answering Azel went away with his regret. He alone who had wanted Danish for a long time, never once got such a moment.

"He's why, ah it doesn't matter either. I better go in and see what my Baby is doing, I won't let Alika flirt." Said Isabel, with a confident step she entered into the Danish room. Just like Azel, he entered without excuse.

Danish and Alika's kissing session is still going on. Isabel's reflexes immediately shouted hysterically.

"Oh my God! Aaa.. What are you doing?"

Danish and Alika break away from each other. They stood up and Alika immediately left the Danish room. Hit Isabel who stood blocking the door.