Taming The Las Vegas Playboy

Chapter 98 - What Is Love? (2)

When she came out of the bathroom no longer saw his tall body in bed. So Wirata walked through the connecting door to her room. He was not in there either. She looked at the clock, it said one o'clock in the afternoon. Wirata called her mother and sent messages to Sam and Sophia and then looked at the door again. Still no sign of the boss. She then lied down in bed and fell asleep.

Stefan entered the game room. Walking like a rat in a trap with messy hair and a sulky face. Because someone just threw the word ... LOVE... in his face and she just walked to take a shower in the bathroom, just like that! Stefan shoved a hand in his messy hair his frowned eyebrows were dead knots!

"What a crazy woman! Only good at nagging. Now she definitely is narcissism."

Stefan muttered to himself. He grabbed the pool stick to hit the balls on the pool table.

Ben and James walked out of the office room and heard the boss muttering in the game room. So they walked in to join him. Seeing the boss hitting the ball so hard and then stood with the broody face, his eyebrows knotted as he was thinking something very important and very tense.

James knew his boss's mood so well so he went to the bar and poured whiskey into a thick glass and handed it to the boss. He quickly drank it down his throat and put the glass down.

When the boss had to use his brain to think big things, he needed a little amber water to help stimulate the creative glands in his brain. And it looked like this time he definitely had something big in his clever head because he kept shoving a hand into his hair and it was as messy as a broom.

"You two answer my question now. Have you seen me loving anyone around here?! Or do I love anyone at all?!"

Suddenly the boss asked a strange question. Ben and James looked at each other. They were not sure what the question was for. It was not even a clear question.

"Um, of course, boss. You love your father and mother."

Ben answered first with the safest choice. Then the boss nodded at moved his eyes to James.

"You definitely love Sam."

James gave an answer. Stefan loved his family, no doubt about it. And for Sam, Stefan loved his younger brother so much.

"You love your employees."

Ben took turn when the boss moved his gaze back to him. Stefan cared and took good care of his subordinates, including their families. If there was a problem, the boss never ignored his men's personal needs. He ensured everything was okay, running neat and smooth. The boss never left anyone to face trouble if they needed his help.

For this reason, everyone under Mackenzie Enterprise was truly serving the Masters with love and respect from the heart. But only one rule, Stefan would feed only those he thought were good. He did not pick garbage to be on his ship.

Stefan listened, using his finger to rub his chin, thinking along. He looked at James next. James knew his cue.

"Um, Summer. You love the puppy. Yes. Definitely."

James did not forget the boss's new favorite pet. Saw him at the point of smiling a little. Then he turned to Ben who was putting his thinking-cap on.

"Are you running out of stock?"

The dashing voice asked sarcastically, stared at his follower, waiting for an answer. Ben and James still did not understand the purpose of the boss's question. But however, they continued to contemplate to find more names.

Ben pointed his finger towards the master bedroom. James looked in the eyes of his friend before turning to look at the boss.

"Um ... and ... Miss Wirata." Ben said out.

"What?!!"

The boss made shouted in an unbelievingly high pitch that made the subordinates startled.

"What did you say? I ... don't ... I don't ... I don't think anything like that! Never!"

The harsh voice was shouting louder than necessary. Maybe so that the boss could hear himself. He wanted the words got inside his head and his heart as well.

Stefan Mackenzie did not love a money-loving woman. A woman who could be bought. Woman with a price is valueless.

Ben and James made eye contact. Unsure how to answer any further so they were only standing quietly ... and wondering why did the boss ask anyway when he did not want the honest answer?

"Don't you remember? I already told you that I don't love the women that I can buy. "

The boss repeated his mantra. Ben and James gazed at one another sedning signal that they did remember well. But did the boss himself remember or forgot already? However, they stood quietly to play safe for now.

"This is only not long, not many days since I met the woman. How could I think...about... Lo...v... like that? I am not a gullible person! "

It seemed like the boss has trouble saying the word ... LOVE. And the boss probably forgot that it was not just ... days ... but... years.

"It's been four years now, boss."

Ben responded. Yeah, definitely four years since the boss got the love letter to tell him to go to HELL.

Stefan turned to glare at his man.

"Shut the fuck up! You two can't know better than me!"

Oh ... and why was he asking them?

Ben and James looked at each other again.

"You had never been with any woman this long."

James was a brave dead unit.

"You never made coffee for anyone. You never took anyone to shop. Never act a jealous boyfriend to any woman apart from Miss Wirata. You are possessive over her and most importantly, you had never brought anyone up here. So, I think it's looking like...um, LOVE."

Ben gave a long set to the boss, took advantage that the boss still gasped and working his brain hard to find the words but it seemed he was running out of reasons to hit them back. The boss remained silent with a sulky face.

Stefan barely believed that he was hearing the words ... JEALOUS ... POSSESSIVE and ... LOVE again. Did he do something wrong with Wirata's case? Why did these two say the same thing?

"I have a long-term contract with her. I have to let her get up here. And how many times do I have to tell you this? "

He found a reason to solve one of the allegations.

"Love is a good thing, boss."

James knew well why the boss refused to accept the thought. It's because someone who was a money mogul like Stefan Mackenzie had one biggest belief that no woman would really love him because of himself. He believed when a woman thought of him, she would see money flying to her purse. And especially, the woman that he bought with the money. James understood the boss at this point.

Stefan went to pour the whiskey into the glass and drank it down his throat. His handsome face was still furrowed ... There was no way. He knew that he was only satisfied with her beautiful body. Just as he told her. Her sexy body has an influence on his body ... And that was all!

"Don't talk nonsense That's enough. I don't want to hear it anymore. "

The harsh voice said, swallowed the whiskey down the throat and walked back to the bedroom.

In the meditative brain was still thinking.

Did her beautiful sexy body really have influence and power over him? No woman had ever had any influence on him in any way. He would prove to her that he was not under her power nor under her spell!

Stefan Mackenzie could live without touching her! He could control his needs and wants. He could stay on his own just like before.

Stefan Mackenzie was always in control!

Wirata woke up when hearing the door open and close. She looked up to see the tall body stopping at the connecting door.

"I'm going to LA."

The harsh voice said. Wirata raised her eyebrows in a surprise gesture to hear his urgent trip she did not know before. But she nodded easily.

"Okay. Would you like me to arrange a suitcase for you?"

She asked, was not sure if he wanted her to help or not. She got prepared for any situation between staying here. He did not answer her straight away but was standing in silent. His face indicated that he was in a thinking mode.

"Do you want me to go with you?"

She continued to ask when he was standing still. He frowned as though his left brain and right brain were fighting and arguing hard.

"No. You stay here. I have everything I need over there." The tense voice said.

There were residences of the Mackenzie family in many places. His father regularly traveled between Boston and LA so they had a house there with everything as he said.

"How many days are you go to stay over there?"

Wirata asked. It was her duty to know about the boss's schedule, wasn't it?

"Not sure yet. I'll stay as long as I want."

Stefan responded with no thinking. Because this plan just appeared in his head a minute ago. He thought he would stay for the longest period. In fact, he hardly went to stay in the house in Los Angeles so he would take this opportunity to stay there for a change since everything was running smoothly here at the moment. But he would come back before Santo's party. This sounded a good plan. Just like the good old days when Stefan could go wherever he had desired to go.

Wirata did not want to ask about his business. If he wanted to tell her, he probably would. But obviously, she was not that important to him to tell her about his personal stuff. She prepared her heart for any consequence involved with her contract with him. No feeling involved, she told herself so she should not feel anything. She sighed quietly.

"If so, during your staying over there, can I visit my mother and go to stay at my apartment?"

Wirata asked. She still had her apartment because she paid for a yearly rental contract. She was thinking that after a one-year contract with Stefan she might go back to live there.

"Up to you."

The voice was indifferent tone as though he did not care what she was going to do during the time he was away. Stefan felt satisfied that he could say it like that. He had to accept that he was fascinated by her regarding sex. But he could certainly live without her. Stefan firmly told himself.

"Would you like me to call you sometimes?"

She asked. Not sure while he was away what he wanted her to do. Because she had never known what a high-escort had to do when the boss was not home.

"No. No need to call me." He replied with a plain voice.

She nodded in understanding. His tall body turned back to his bedroom and never looked back at her again. He disappeared and slammed the door shut.

Ben and James were shocked and surprised by the big boss's blitz travel plan. Fortunately, the boss had private jets so there was no problem with an urgent traveling schedule. The bodyguards called the pilot and got everything ready not for long.

Half an hour later they ready to fly. Wirata walked to see him off at the front door of the penthouse. The tall body walked out without saying goodbye.

"Don't worry, Miss. I will send you messages if there is anything you should know."

Ben whispered and gave her a warm smile. Wirata smiled back to Ben and James.

After they all had gone, Wirata put some clothes in a small bag. She would like to go back to the apartment first. Thinking of staying there for two nights. After that, she would go to her mother. She wrote a note telling the housekeeper to water the plants for her. Then she put Summer in his lovely portable back and went down the elevator.