Well Dominated Love
Chapter 2
Nasha grabbed her glass of water and took a sip.
“We can't wait anymore dear.”
Nasha choked, she actually choked when she heard that sentence suddenly coming out of her father's mouth.
“You okay baby?” ask Roseana.
Nasha still coughed, Nasha raised her palm to ask them not to worry. After a few seconds, after Nasha was convinced she managed to control her body and return to normal breathing. He glared straight away.
His forehead was faintly wrinkled. For a moment, Nasha cursed her stupidity. Not to forget he also cursed the two humans in front of him.
“What? What can you not wait for?” Nasha asked, not sure she wanted to hear the answer.
“We can't wait much longer. We will announce our engagement, soon.”
Nasha found herself speechless again. Only her eyes closed and opened. Just a fiancee, right? Not married yet, right?
“How about you?”
“I?”
“You said, you're getting married too. Have you got a husband?”
“Oh, will Nasha also get married?” ask Roseana. His evil smile was clearly as if mocking him.
“Yes, I've got it,” spray Nasha.
His father laughed as if Nasha had just made the funniest laugh in the world.
“So, when are you going to get to know him? Dad, can't wait.”
“Sure, I will introduce it soon.”
Nasha's gonna bring a surprise to her dad, damn it.
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They were sitting on the couch right at Nasha's desk. Ivory white sofa that is similar in color to the walls of the room.
“How? That's the candidate I recommend,” Manda said. “I barely slept all night because I was busy looking for some male candidates for you.”
Nasha's hand moved to put the paper on the table. Nasha straightened her back, she released a brief ruckus along with her eyes that began to coincide with her watery eyes. “Can't be trusted,” hisses.
He was struck by sheets that were some of the background profiles of some men.
Manda furrowed her brows as it felt strange.
“I can't believe, I'll do this.”
Manda blinked her eyes.
“So which one are you interested in?”
Nasha shook her head slowly. “Not of those who meet the criteria.”
Manda's mouth was open wide. He did not believe in what he heard. He was willing to stay up to do this research and Nasha refused everything.
“Keep you want what?”
“He should be handsome, rich and also not interested in marriage.”
Manda's mouth opened.
“How can he not be interested in marriage but you want to ask him to marry?”
Nasha looked straight at Manda.
“I mean, we're both not interested in marriage. I'm planning on marrying a contract. As soon as I got my father's company, my marriage was over. End.”
Manda shook his head with the mind of his best friend and boss.
“I have another candidate who entered your criterion.”
“Really? Who is he?”
“The only son of the company owner GJ group. Galaxy Januarytha. It's just that there's a rumor that's not too good.”
“How old is he?” ask Nasha.
“Thirty years.”
“Only four years different. Give me his company address and where he lives.”
The next day, Nasha comes to the Galactic company. He looked at the skyscraper.
The sunglasses he was wearing he took off as soon as his feet touched the lobby floor.
“Sorry, there's something I can help you with.”
“I want to meet Galaksi.”
“Gallaxies? Oh president of the Galaxy. Sorry, earlier. Has the lady made an appointment with him before?”
“No,” replied Nasha.
“Sorry Miss, if miss has no appointment. Miss can't see him.”
“What? You don't know me yet?”
The woman shook her head.
“I'm Nasha Gustama. GustamaCorp's only heir.”
The woman fell silent.
The woman apologized immediately and immediately drove Nasha into the Galactic room.
Nasha followed the woman.
As soon as the woman delivers it right in front of the Galactic space. Nasha knocked on the door and opened the door.
As soon as he entered, Nasha immediately saw the figure of the man sitting on his great chair. Black hair, thick eyebrows, with sharp eyes. Short nose and thin lips.
An elegant, cold and arrogant figure.
Nasha looked at him fearlessly.
“You, who?”
“Come we're married!”
The galaxy straightened its sitting position and looked at the woman who was currently standing before him.
His hands were stretched out to press the intercom button.
“Please to my room now. There's a crazy woman here.”
Nasha's eyes instantly rounded as she was said to be a lunatic. Wtf.
“I'm not a madman. I'm Nasha Gustama. The only daughter of Surya Gustama. You know my dad?”
The galaxy squinted next to his brow.
“Exit is there,” Galaxy says.
“I like you. Let's get married,” Nasha said.
“I am indeed an attractive man and almost all women are interested in me but you are not my type.”
The galaxy was shocked when Nasha started laughing. He thought that the woman would be offended. He sat quietly and waited in confusion until Nasha's laughter disappeared.
“So the rumor turned out to be true?”
“Rumor?” galactic eyebrows cringing.
“You're a—“
Not until Nasha finished her sentence two security guards came and dragged Nasha out.
“Yak! Unhand me! Release him! I can walk alone!”
The first day to conquer the Galactic heart failed not to dampen the spirit of Nasha. The woman still remained persistent unyielding.
The second day when he finished the meeting, Nasha went straight to the Galactic company with the same goal.
“Sorry, Miss Nasha. Galactic President is not in the office.”
“Where is he?”
“He currently has a meeting outside.”
“Meet? Can you tell me where the meeting is?” nasha asked so curiously.
“Sorry, Miss Nasha I don't know.”
Nasha let out a long sigh then an idea popped into her head.
“I will wait in his room," said Nasha.
“Sorry, bu Nasha but—“
“But what? I came here to discuss business okay.”
Nasha walked straight into the Galactic space. Once there, the woman immediately surrounded the room.
From corner to corner. Once satisfied, Nasha sat on the sofa while checking her phone. There were several messages about his work.
Nasha was busy replying to these messages until she forgot the time that she had waited for the Galaxy for two hours.
Just as Nasha put her phone in her bag, the sound of the door opening made her look up.
“Bu Nasha is still waiting for the president?”
“Iya.”
“Sorry, Miss Nasha. The president may not come to the office. He finished the meeting straight home.”
Nasha immediately squinted her eyes.
“You're not lying to me, are you?” search Nasha.
He certainly did not immediately believe it because not once did the Galaxy try to avoid it twice.
Nasha could read the woman's mimicry that seemed to be lying.
“I want to wait for Galaxy until he comes,” break up Nasha, looks not to be bothered.
“Tapi—“
“Bring me a glass of iced coffee,” Nasha's word later.
“Good, bu Nasha.” The woman sighed then left from in front of Nasha.
Not long after, the door opened again violently. Nasha was shocked.
“What's up? Why do you always look for me?”