Chapter 1: Introduction
This is the first day Nisa go to work after a a week Nisa took day off for her wedding,
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As she entered office building lobby, Nisa remembered back when she started work with Mr. Anton, five years ago. Five years of hard work and learning. Nisa remembered when she started work with Mr. Anton, she was fresh out of college and very inexperienced. But Mr. Anton taught her many things and he showed her how to work and grow professionally.
Mr. Anton was always kind, patient, supportive, and understanding. Nisa found herself admiring Anton, who had been like a mentor to her over the years. Mr. Anton even helped provide funding for her wedding party , which Nisa will never forget. She appreciated his generosity deeply, but it also added a new layer of appreciation she felt for him.
"Good morning, Nisa," Mr. Anton greeted her warmly. "I hope you had a good rest during your break. We have a lot of work to get done today."
Nisa blushed, feeling a bit awkward after her wedding. "Thank you," she replied softly.
"By the way once again congratulations for your wedding, its such a great party, the ambiance, the food, everything was perfect, I really enjoy the party , thank you for inviting me there," Anton said smiling widely.
"Thank you, Sir" Nisa replied shyly. "The party wouldn't have gone smoothly if it weren't for Mr. Anton's financial support" Nisa expressed her gratitude. "I'm truly thankful for your help."
"You deserve it, Nisa," Mr. Anton smiled kindly. "You've worked tirelessly these past few months ensuring our project stays on track."
As they continued discussing work matters, Nisa couldn't help but feel an unfamiliar sensation brewing within her. It was a strange mix of nervousness and excitement, accompanied by a subtle longing for Mr. Anton's attention. She had always admired him, but something shifted since her return from her day off.
Mr. Anton was still the same person—, a charismatic, and brilliant old man, yet Nisa now found herself gazing at him more often than necessary. It felt as though a veil had lifted, unveiling a hidden desire deep within her heart.
"Oh yes Nisa, I know you still celebrating your wedding but I need you to accompany me to Bali for a business meeting, " Mr. Anton announced unexpectedly.
"Bali?" Nisa gasped, surprised by the sudden request. "Yes, I know this is just a week after your wedding but I hope don't mind joining me on this business trip." Mr. Anton said, offering her a reassuring smile. "It's only for a week, I hope this is not a problem for you and your husband"
"Of course, I understand," Nisa responded warmly . "I'd be happy to assist you on this business trip. My husband understands the importance of my role here. Besides, it would be great to see Bali again."
"That's wonderful, Nisa!" Anton exclaimed cheerfully. "Now please help me to book all the the things that we need to Bali
, okay?"Nisa nodded enthusiastically as she opened up her laptop, eager to plan their journey. As Nisa booked flights, hotels, and transportation, she couldn't help but feel a tingle of excitement wash over her. Bali held a special place in her heart; it a place that she planned to spend her honeymoon with her beloved husband next month but now she will visit it earlier with Mr. Anton as her companion. However, the thought of leaving her husband behind for a brief period filled her with sadness.
"Mr. Anton, do you have any specific requirements for our accommodations?" Nisa asked curiously.
"Well, I usually prefer a private villa with a pool," Mr. Anton revealed casually.
"I want complete privacy and relaxation."
Nisa scribbled down notes, considering her options carefully. "Alright, I think I can find us a suitable accommodation that meets your preferences. How about a secluded villa with a private pool, situated in the heart of lush greenery, yet close enough to the beach?"
"That sounds perfect, Nisa," Antons smiled approvingly. "I trust your judgment."
With a renewed sense of purpose, Nisa began searching through various online platforms, meticulously evaluating each potential option but most of the ideal villa only have one bedroom so Nisa decided to take the most idela villa with only one bedroom, she thought that is okay to share a bed with Mr. Anton because she believe that nothing will happen between them, as Mr. Anton is her respected boss. After a few hours of deliberation, Nisa finally settled on a serene villa that ticked all the boxes.
"I think I've found the perfect spot," Nisa informed Mr. Anton, handing him the laptop. "What do you think?" Anton examined the virtual tour, nodding appreciatively. "This looks amazing, Nisa. Thank you for finding such a delightful place. "But it only have one bedroom Mr. Anton, I hope you
won't mind sharing a bed with me," Nisa hesitantly suggested, her voice trembling slightly.
Mr. Anton studied her intently before responding, "Don't worry, Nisa. I understand. It's no big deal. We're both mature adults, right?"
"Yes, sir," Nisa agreed, relieved by his understanding. "We'll make sure to respect each other's space."
"Exactly," Mr. Anton assured her warmly. "I appreciate your professionalism, Nisa.
I know it must be challenging for you to leave your husband so soon after your wedding," Mr. Anton acknowledged her sacrifice.
"It's not a problem, sir. Yudi understands the importance of my work," Nisa reassured him, although her heart ached at the thought of leaving her loving husband behind.
"Good. I'm glad we understand each other," Mr. Anton clapped his hands, and Nisa knew it was time to focus on the task at hand.
The night before they depart to Bali, Nisa couldn't sleep her mind keeps on wandering, thinking what it could be like staying in a villa with Mr. Anton, she will share a bed with Mr. Anton the man she always adore besides her husband and her father. She believe Mr. Anton is a gentleman that will never try anything inappropriate with her, especially since he is her boss. Plus, she knows that Mr. Anton respects women, she saw him treat other female workers with utmost respect and care. But even though later Mr. Anton will try to seduce her, she don't think she will refuse his advance, as she already love him as much as she loves her husband. Nisa feels guilty about her feelings towards Mr. Anton, but she can't help but admire his kindness and intelligence. She thinks that perhaps giving her body and letting Mr. Anton use her for pleasure might serve as a small thanks for all he's done for her career.
As Nisa lay awake in bed, she allowed her thoughts to wander. How if Mr. Anton really want to have sex with me, should I reject or accept his offer? Nisa wondered as she stared at the ceiling in the darkness of her bedroom. In the end, she concluded that she would let Mr. Anton doing what he wants with her. If he tries to touch her inappropriately, she will let him. And if he suggests having sex, she will accept his proposal. After all, she owes him a debt of gratitude for supporting her career and providing financial assistance for her wedding.
Perhaps allowing him to use her body for pleasure would be a way to express her gratitude.
The idea of surrendering herself to Mr. Anton excited Nisa. She was intrigued by the prospect of exploring her desires with someone who had captivated her for so long. As she lay in bed, she envisioned the two of them entwined in passion, exploring uncharted territories of pleasure.
Nisa then looking to her husband who was sleeping next to her and said in her mind "honey, I am sorry, I love you so much but I owe Mr. Anton too much, I need to repay him somehow, I'm going to sleep with him and give my virginity to him, I hope you forgive me." Nisa thought that she had only been married a week and had not had time to have sex with her husband but it seem like fate wanted her to lose her virginity to another man instead. Nisa adore Mr. Anton like her second father, so she thought its okay to lose her virginity to him , as he have always been there for her ever since she start working for him.
She hoped that her husband would understand and not be angry with her decision. "I love you, Yudi," Nisa whispered under her breath, pressing her lips against his forehead. "Please forgive me for what I'm about to do. forgive me if I give him
my virginity, I know you understand I never intend to hurt you," Nisa whispered in her mind, kissing her husband's hair gently. Feeling a surge of guilt, she glanced at him one last time before closing her eyes and drifting off to sleep.
The next morning, Nisa woke up early feeling apprehensive, hopeful, and anxious all at once. Her mind swirled with conflicting emotions as she prepared for the flight to Bali. She dressed elegantly in a modest hijab, matching kaftan, and jeans, showcasing her elegance and sophistication.
Nisa checked the mirror, making sure her appearance was presentable for both professional and personal interactions. With a final glance in the mirror, she grabbed her bag and headed downstairs.
Yudi was there waiting for her, wearing a gentle smile. "Have a safe trip," he said tenderly, pulling her into a tight embrace. "I love you," he whispered into her ear.
"I love you too," Nisa replied, squeezing him tightly. "I'll be back as soon as possible.
Take care," Nisa promised, reluctantly breaking free from his embrace.
As she left for the airport, she could hear his soft footsteps trailing behind her. At the door, she turned around briefly and saw Yudi standing there, watching her leave. His gaze was steady yet filled with uncertainty, reflecting the mixed emotions she herself was experiencing. She gave him a quick wave before stepping outside, taking a deep breath and summoning courage for the uncertain journey ahead.
Upon reaching the airport, Nisa found Mr. Anton already seated in the VIP lounge, engrossed in his phone.
He looked up as Nisa approached, a broad grin spreading across his face. "Morning, Nisa! I'm glad you made it."
"Good morning, Mr. Anton," Nisa replied politely, her cheeks flushing red. "I trust you slept well."
"Quite well, actually," Anton admitted, his eyes twinkling mischievously. "Are you ready for our adventure in Bali?"
"As ready as I'll ever be," Nisa answered, a hint of nervousness creeping into her voice.
She glanced out the window, seeing the vast expanse of blue sky beyond the glass. The airplane was scheduled to take off soon, and she realized that her life was about to change forever.
Anton chuckled at her response, a knowing look in his eyes. "Well, then, let's begin this exciting journey together, shall we?" He extended his arm, inviting Nisa to join him. They walked side by side, their conversation growing quieter as they boarded the plane.
Once inside, they were escorted to a luxurious first-class cabin. They sit side by side on plush leather seats and buckle in for the flight. The aircraft roared to life, lifting them high into the air and leaving the hustle and bustle of reality beneath them.
And after few hours flight, they arrive in Bali. As they disembarked from the plane, Nisa and Anton immediately going to meet their business partner, Mr. Suharto. Their rendezvous point was at Mr. Suharto office in Denpasar
, the capital city of Bali. Nestled in the heart of this vibrant metropolis, the office was located in a modern building surrounded by a thriving community. As Nisa and Anton approached the office building, they caught sight of Mr. Suharto himself—a distinguished figure with a commanding presence.
"Ah, there you are!" Mr. Suharto greeted them warmly, extending his hand. "Welcome to Bali, Nisa and Anton.
I hope your journey was smooth," Mr. Suharto said, shaking hands with Anton and Nisa, respectively. "Let's head to my office to discuss our important collaboration."
They spent entire afternoon
discussing terms, numbers, and strategies for their upcoming project. By the end of the meeting, the partnership between Mr. Antonio and Mr. Suharto had been solidified. Nisa took detailed notes and ensured that everything was properly documented.
After the meeting, they went to a popular restaurant for dinner. The atmosphere was festive, with people laughing and enjoying their meals. The trio ordered local delicacies like fish satay, fried rice, and chicken curry. As they ate, they discussed the finer points of their agreement, along with shared experiences and anecdotes.
Then finally after a long meeting and dinner, Nisa and Anton going to the villa, its almost midnight when they reach the villa.
"ah finally after the long day, we reach bed" said Nisa as she laid down on the comfortable mattress, Nisa feels nervous but also excited, in her mind she said "This is the time where I give myself to Mr. Anton as a show of my gratitude" then Nisa go to bathroom to clean herself and change her clothes, Nisa casually changed clothes without closing the toilet door like at home, she knew Mr. Anton would definitely pay attention to her and watch her changing clothes. Nisa felt excited because she wanted to attract Mr. Anton. After Nisa changed, she came out of the bathroom, wrapped in a towel, her wet hair cascading down her shoulders in waves.
She noticed Mr. Anton's gaze fixed on her figure, and she smirked seductively. "Would you like to join me, Mr. Anton?" she asked, her voice husky and inviting. Mr. Anton swallowed hard, his eyes darting towards the bathroom door.
He could still smell the lingering scent of soap and shampoo wafting through the air. The sight of Nisa standing before him, draped in a damp towel, was irresistible.
"Uh, yeah," Anton stammered, clearing his throat. "Why don't you put on some pajamas?"
Nisa tilted her head coyly, flashing a sultry smile. "Or, you could join me in the shower as well, Anton."
A rush of blood surged through Anton's veins, igniting a spark in his loins.
His gaze locked onto Nisa, his eyes devouring her sensual form, obscured partially by the sheer towel. "Come closer," Anton croaked, his voice betraying the intense desire coursing through him.
Nisa stepped nearer, her movements graceful as a dancer. The towel slipped slightly, revealing her bare shoulder. Anton's heart raced as he fought to regain control. He cleared his throat, attempting to steer the conversation away from the brink of disaster. "How about a movie instead?" he suggested weakly.
Reluctantly, Nisa shook her head. "No, Anton.