Beneath the Sheets Passion and Power in the CEOs Heart

It was 2 a.m. in a hotel room. A man and a woman, not husband and wife, had just finished making love.

Sweat soaked the body of 25-year-old Giselle Adeline, a comfort woman. She closed her eyes to neutralize her tiredness.

"You're so beautiful, darling,"

The middle-aged man said as he looked at Giselle's beautiful face. His hands caressed Giselle's smooth body, covered only by the blanket.

Giselle opened her eyes and smiled. Then the man got up from the bed and walked to the bathroom.

The man came out of the bathroom not long after, already dressed. Then Giselle went into the same bathroom.

In the bathroom, Giselle opened the blanket that was covering her body. Looking in the mirror, Giselle noticed a red mark on her body.

"Damn, it's always like this, leaving lots of marks on my body," Giselle said, annoyed at the number of hickeys on her body.

She soaked her body in the bath for a while.

The therapeutic scent, which caught her sense of smell, relaxed her.

But that didn't last long, as a knock at the door interrupted her reverie.

"Miss Giselle, are you ready? We'll be right back," a man said as he knocked on the bathroom door.

Giselle was annoyed and continued to ignore the call.

"Miss Giselle! Miss Giselle is all right, isn't she?" The knocking on the door grew louder as the call went unanswered.

"Miss Giselle, on the count of three I will break down this door. One!"

"Don't even try, Bondan!" Giselle shouted.

Hearing this, the big man called Bondan was relieved. "Well, if Miss Giselle is all right. I'll wait outside," he said again and left.

Giselle relaxed again, but not for long.

Wearing only a kimono towel, Giselle emerged from the bathroom.

There was not a single person in the room. Instead, she saw a pile of cash on the bedside table, totaling around 10 million. Giselle smiled happily.

"Wow... didn't I see it wrong?" Giselle took the money.

Between the piles of money was a piece of paper.

The letter.

It said that the money the man had given her was a bonus. Of course, Giselle was happy and wanted to spend the money immediately.

"Shall we go back to the bar?" Bondan asked.

At the moment, Giselle and Bondan were in the hotel lobby.

"No, I'm going to the hospital. You can go alone. I've asked Madan Dolly for permission and he's given it."

"OKOK, I'll take you to the hospital. It's too late to find a taxi."

Giselle smiled, "All right, let's go."

Giselle was surprised to see how many doctors and nurses were in her mother's ward.

"What's going on Doc?" Giselle asked worriedly.

"Nothing, your mum is fine," said Doctor Garfield—the young doctor looking after Giselle's mother.

"Fine? What does that mean, Doc?" Giselle asked again.

"The patient was critical for a while, she lost her pulse. For now you can rest easy, there's nothing to worry about. The critical phase has passed."

Giselle felt slightly relieved. Then she looked at her mother, who was still in a coma after the operation to remove the tumor from her head.

"Mum, I am going to do everything I can to help you get better," Giselle said as she took her mother's hand.

Dr Garfield came over and patted Giselle on the shoulder.

"We have to believe that your mother will get better. I will keep trying," he said.

Giselle just smiled.