Chased By My Demon CEO

After changing her clothes to the pajamas and a special wrap for Viona's massage, she then asked to lie down on a soft bed. Soon four female therapists came, they immediately gave gentle massages to all parts of Viona's body. Because it was good, Viona finally closed her eyes during the massage. When asked to turn around, she received a special massage on her face which really made her feel very relaxed. 

The therapist who touched Viona's face, the face of the number one mistress in the city, as she didn't expect that everything on Viona's face was still genuine, without any plastic surgery like most women. 

"I thought you had plastic surgery, madam. But after I saw and touched your face directly, I became sure that you didn't do anything to your face," said the woman's therapy honestly.

"What needs surgery, Miss? Everything in my body has been created perfectly by God," Viona replied softly.

"Yes, Madame, you are right, God's original creation is better than human incisions," said another therapist in response to Viona's words.

Viona smiled at what the therapists said. The therapists who had been afraid to talk to Viona began to talk a lot. They did not think that the wife of the number one person in town would be so friendly and kind.

After getting a full body treatment for almost two hours, finally Viona took a milk bath as the last treatment before going home. Viona enjoyed her bath by enjoying the sound of the flowing water. Not long after, Viona rinsed her body with clean water and then changed her clothes with the one she had brought before. All the aches and fatigue in her body had disappeared. Now Viona felt more relaxed and comfortable. 

"Thank you for today," Viona said quietly as she sat at the cashier while settling the payments.

"You're welcome, Madame, that has become our job. We are happy to serve you, madam," replied Agnes kindly.

"Please give this to all the therapists who have served me, their service is extraordinary," Viona whispered quietly as she slipped a thousand dollars to Agnes, to be given to five therapists who had treated her before.

"Yes, Madame," replied Agnes with a smile.

Viona then went home with a small bag containing the clothes she was wearing before. Jarvis, who was on standby at the door, immediately helped Viona back to the car. After she got into the car, Lukas immediately started the car to Fernando's office where Viona's second destination was. 

After receiving the massage for almost two hours, all the fatigue in Viona's body disappeared and she was completely refreshed right now. She was very excited and wanted to tell her husband and intended to take him to do treatments together someday. 

Not long after, Lukas's car arrived in front of Fernando's office. The security officers, who knew of her arrival immediately ran to the car and got ready to greet Viona. Viona smiled slightly seeing her husband's workers were so kind to her. She then entered her husband's tall building with grace. Some people who didn't know Viona were flabbergasted when they saw Viona's beauty. The flick of her long hair made her look very beautiful. 

The whispered voices of employees who saw Viona were heard as they were very amazed to see Viona's beauty in person.

"I thought she was an actress." 

"No wonder the master married her right away, it turns out that Mrs. Viona is very beautiful." 

"She looks like a living doll."

"It's a beautiful creation of God." 

"Her perfume smells good uhhh." 

Viona smiled slightly at the whispers of the employees. She continued to walk towards her husband's private elevator that was directed by Jarvis earlier. 

Ding!

The elevator stopped on the 34th floor where Fernando's office was. Viona immediately got out and walked to her husband's room. Her steps stopped when she saw a very familiar figure fighting with her husband in the room, because the 34th floor was a special room for Fernando and his assistants so there were no other employees on that floor.

Viona chose to stand outside Fernando's room behind the wall to hear the argument between her husband and her brother-in-law in her husband's private office.

"Why do you have to marry Viona huh?!! I've been after her since in Ireland, Fernando!!" Frank shouted full of anger.

"You just got to know him in Ireland right? I've loved him since 7 years ago, Frank," replied Fernando with fiery eyes.

"Fuck off!!! You say you love her, Fernando ha ha ha, you can't possibly love her," Frank said, sneering at Fernando.

"Whatever you say, Frank, for sure I love her sincerely, unlike you who can only damage women," said Fernando quickly. 

"What's damaging?? Weren't you the one who taught me that huhhhh …? You took Miranda from me while I was dating her, you took my lover, Fernando, don't forget that!" Frank scolded, trying to bring up the past.

"I don't know that Miranda was also dating you, Frank. If I had known, I might have left her right then and there," Fernando said, trying to calm down.

"Fuck fuck fuckk .... never mind, Fernando, I don't want to talk at length with you. I came here to warn you that, I, Franklin Justin Willan, will take what should be mine!! Frank will snatch Viona Angel from your hands, Fernando ... remember that," Frank shouted while taking his bag on the sofa and getting ready to leave, leaving Fernando, who was still sitting in his chair.

"Do it if you can afford it, Frank, my wife will remain mine as long as I live," said Fernando with a raised tone.

Hearing Fernando's words made Frank stop his steps, which were almost in the elevator. 

"Then we will fight until there is only one of us alive to get Viona!!!" Frank replied curtly. He then continued his steps into the elevator and left Fernando.

Hearing all of Fernando and Frank's words made Viona almost faint, especially Frank's last words. She felt that Fernando's life was in danger. Thinking about it finally made Viona cry and the sound of her crying was finally heard by Fernando, who had walked out of the office.

"Honey, what are you doing there?!!!" Fernando shouted in surprise when he saw Viona sitting on the floor crying. 

To be continued