YOUR LOVE IS MY ADDICTION Mr. CEO

Erlan Levin, a handsome and charismatic renowned CEO, is the owner of a major company in Jakarta. He is currently on his way to his prestigious office.

The office is already bustling this morning. Several employees greet him warmly, but Erlan only responds with a nod.

The CEO continues walking into the building until he stops right in front of the main elevator that will take him to his office on the top floor.

"Good morning, Mr. Erlan," greets Rani, his loyal secretary who has been by his side all this time.

Erlan simply nods.

"What's my schedule for today, Rani?"

"Nothing urgent, Sir," Rani replies. "However, the Master and Madam are currently waiting for you in your office."

"Papi and Mami are here? Since when did they arrive?" he asks.

"Since this morning, Sir," Rani answers.

"All right, please tell Dio to prepare the car immediately. I want to inspect the project site in Tangerang." After saying that, Erlan heads straight into his grand office.

"Good morning, everyone," he greets his parents coldly before sitting in his large executive chair.

"Oh my goodness, Erlan! That's no way to greet your parents. How could you speak to Papi and Mami like that?" protests Mrs. Anisa.

"I'm busy, Mami," he replies.

"Busy with what exactly, that you don't even have time to get to know a woman?" This time, Mr. Fred speaks up.

"Why are we suddenly talking about women, Papi?" Erlan responds in irritation.

"And why not? Don't you realize how old you are? This year you're turning thirty, yet you're still not married. All your cousins are married. You're the only one left, Erlan!" says his mother.

"Are you still not over that woman? Or are you waiting for your ex to become a widow before you marry her?" she presses again.

There was once a woman Erlan deeply admired. Unfortunately, she married the man she loved first. To her, Erlan was nothing more than a friend.

"This has nothing to do with her, Mami! Please stop bringing her up! She's happy with her family now, so stop talking about her!" Erlan snaps at his mother.

"Then if it's not because of her, why are you still not married? Are you waiting for her to have a grandchild first so you can marry that grandchild instead? Is that what you mean, Erlan?" his mother retorts, growing more annoyed.

"Mami!" he barks, his temper flaring.

"Hey! Don't you raise your voice at your mother!" says Mr. Fred, defending his wife.

"Papi and Mami don't care! This year, you must get married! If not, I'll strip you of your position and seize all your privileges! This time I'm serious! There will be no mercy if you lie to me again! I've had enough of last year when you embarrassed us by running away on the day of your arranged marriage!" Mr. Fred warns firmly.

"Erlan, think about this for a second. You're our only son. You're not getting any younger. When will you give us grandchildren? Have you ever thought about who will inherit your grandfather's company if you insist on staying single? How much longer do you plan to be like this, Erlan?" his mother pleads in tears, her sobbing heartbreaking to anyone who hears it.

Even Erlan can't help but be moved. He doesn't often hear his mother cry, and it saddens him deeply.

He remembers well the time his mother wept over him when he was drowning himself in alcohol, unable to move on from his ex.

Erlan walks over to his mother and says,

"Mami, please stop crying ... I ... I'll do as you say this time," he says hesitantly.

"You're going to lie again, aren't you? Just like before! Admit it! You only ever please me for a short while," she cries even harder.

"No, Mami. This time I'll do as you say," he says, resigned, tired of playing cat-and-mouse with his parents over this marriage issue.

"Are you telling the truth this time, Erlan?" asks Mr. Fred.

"Yes, Papi. This time I'm serious," he insists.

"All right, I'll hold you to your word. But remember, if you lie, you know my threat is not just a threat. I will carry it out!" Mr. Fred warns.

"Yes, Papi. I'll find a wife as soon as possible. You and Mami can rest easy," Erlan replies.

"Grandma Rini and Grandpa Robi are also eager to see a great-grandchild from you, Erlan. Don't disappoint them!" Mrs. Anisa adds.

"Yes, Papi, Mami. Anyway, I have to go to Tangerang to inspect the project there," Erlan says, taking his leave.

After Erlan leaves, Mr. and Mrs. Levin quickly end their little act.

"Has Erlan gone, Papi?" asks Mrs. Anisa.

"He just left, Mi. Let's hope he keeps his word this time," Mr. Fred says.

"He'd better not lie to us again! You really mean your threat, don't you?"

"Which threat, Mami?"

"Oh my goodness, Papi! Erlan just left five minutes ago, and you've already forgotten what you said?" she says in exasperation.

"I wouldn't dare carry out that threat, Mami. If I did, the company might go bankrupt. Then what would happen to our children and grandchildren's future?" he asks nervously.

"You're hopeless, Papi! You're just like your son!" Mrs. Anisa snaps before storming out of their son's office, leaving her husband behind.

"Mami, wait!" calls Mr. Fred.

Rani, Erlan's secretary, can only shake her head at the antics of her two bosses.

Mr. Fred hurries after his wife, who has already gone down to the lobby and is heading to the parking lot.

"I hope she doesn't leave me behind again!" he mutters, running as fast as if chased by a wild animal.

"Mi ... Mami! Don't leave me, Mami!" he shouts as he reaches the parking lot of AF Corp, the company run by his son.

But his cries are completely ignored by his wife.

"Drive, please!" Mrs. Anisa orders their private chauffeur.

As a result, Mr. Fred was left alone in the parking area.

He immediately called his other driver.

Not long after, the driver arrived with a new car. Mr. Fred quickly got into the vehicle and said,

"Follow wherever my wife's car goes."

"Yes, Sir," the driver replied, then drove off, tailing the car that was carrying Mrs. Anisa.

Meanwhile, Erlan, who was in a bad mood after being pressured by his parents to get married, decided to spend some time at a bar, enjoying a cup of coffee that afternoon.

"Hey, Bro! All alone, huh?" greeted Fadli, a business associate of Erlan.

"Come join me for some coffee," Erlan invited his friend.

"Sorry, Bro, I'm in a hurry. Oh, by the way, are you still coming tonight to our business partner's birthday party?" Fadli asked Erlan.

"I'll be there, Bro. I've cleared my schedule," he replied.

"All right then, see you tonight, Bro!" Fadli said before quickly leaving the café.

P. S.

Papi and Mami are terms for father and mother in Indonesia.

Tangerang is the name of one of the cities in Indonesia.

"Pretty lady, come here for a moment ..." a man called out to Mitha, a girl from Bandung who worked at a pub in Jakarta.

"Me? Do you mean me, Sir?" Mitha asked, frightened.

Tonight was her first night working at the pub, filling in for her friend who was sick. Mitha had no choice but to take the job, as her father's small business had gone bankrupt a few weeks ago.

Mitha, who was studying at a university in Jakarta, needed money to survive. She had just finished her studies but had not yet attended her graduation ceremony. Her diploma had not been issued by her campus, which made it a little harder for her to find a job.

"Yes, you! Hurry, come here!" Mitha grew more anxious, because she knew there were several other women nearby.

"What's your name?" the man who called her asked.

"My name is Mitha," she replied nervously, lowering her head.

"Mitha, go meet that guest. I'll pay you more!" the man said.

But Mitha seemed unwilling.

"Mitha, just meet him. It's only to keep him company while he drinks. I've done it before, even last week," said Niken, one of Mitha's friends that night.

"But Niken, I'm scared," she whispered.

"Relax, it's fine," Niken assured her.

"Yes, Mitha. It's all safe," another one of them added.

With encouragement from some of her friends, Mitha finally gathered the courage to approach the man.

"That's better," the man said, smiling at her.

"Have a seat." The man then gestured for Mitha to sit and poured soda into her glass.

"Drink," the man told her.

"I don't drink alcohol, Sir," Mitha replied.

"This isn't wine. It's just soda." The man then drank from his own glass in front of Mitha to make her believe him.

"See? I'm not drunk, am I?" he said with a sly smile at Mitha.

"Yes, Sir." Then the man quickly poured another glass of soda for Mitha.

But one thing Mitha didn't know, this new soda had been mixed with an aphrodisiac.

Meanwhile, behind the pub, Niken was receiving several thick bills of rupiah from a man.

"Is it true that your friend is still a virgin?" the man asked sharply, staring at Niken as she reached out her hand to accept the money.

"Of course, Sir. I guarantee one hundred percent that Mitha is still pure," she said firmly.

It turned out Niken was the one who arranged for Mitha to replace her "sick" friend for this part-time job at the pub.

"Alright, I believe you," the man said before walking away from Niken.

"I'm sorry, Mitha. I had to do this," she murmured in her heart.

Erlan Levin was also at the pub that night. At the moment, he was with his clients celebrating one of his colleague's birthdays.

"Welcome, Mr. Erlan. I thought you wouldn't want to come to a place like this," one of his business associates said.

"Of course I would come. This is to celebrate your birthday. But for anything else, I certainly wouldn't," he replied sharply.

Erlan knew very well what kind of place he had come to. He always remembered his mother's advice not to harm women or do anything that could take advantage of them.

In truth, Erlan was still single and not involved with any woman at the moment.

The birthday celebration began with cutting the cake and blowing out the candles, and of course, several kinds of alcoholic drinks lined the table.

Several sexy dancers in revealing outfits began performing their moves.

Erlan stared blankly at them, clearly showing his disapproval.

"How cheap!" he muttered in his heart.

Meanwhile, his clients were already aroused by the erotic movements of the dancers.

His friends started glancing at Erlan, noticing how unaffected he looked.

"Hey, bro. Look at that, Mr. Erlan isn't even slightly influenced by those dancers," one of them said.

"Right, you're absolutely right!" another responded.

Then one of them spoke up,

"I know how to make Mr. Erlan finally give up his bachelorhood."

His business associates knew Erlan was a clean man, he had never been intimate with any woman.

Some of them harbored ill intentions to tarnish Erlan's reputation.

"Bro, have a drink. It's just soda," one of them said.

Without suspicion, Erlan took the glass handed to him by one of his associates and drank it.

A few minutes after finishing the soda, Erlan felt a heat rising from inside his body.

His eyes began to redden.

"What did you put in my drink?" he snapped angrily.

"We didn't put anything in it, bro!" his friend replied, pretending to be innocent.

But sly smiles began to spread across their faces.

"Enjoy a long night with the ladies, Bro! Ha-ha-ha-ha!" Laughter, both triumphant and mocking, erupted from some of his clients.

"You bastards!" he shouted in anger.

"Bro, we did this for your own good, so you can feel the pleasures of heaven on earth. Otherwise, your weapon might stop working one day! Ha-ha-ha-ha!" their laughter rang out again.

"Shameless!" Erlan yelled, then walked away from the crowd in the pub.

"Looks like I won't make it home quickly. I'll have to stay here tonight," he thought.

Still fighting to keep his mind clear, he went to the reception desk and booked a room for the night.

Erlan planned to spend the night at the pub by reserving one of the most luxurious rooms. He wanted to soak in the hot bathtub all night.

He then took the elevator to the upper floor where his room was located.

Erlan's steps began to stagger, the drug was starting to take effect, but with all his strength, he fought to stay conscious.

As he was about to insert the key card to enter his room, he faintly heard a woman's desperate cry for help.

"Help ... help! Somebody, please help me!" a woman's voice pleaded.

"Hey, shut up! Don't make us use violence on you!" a man's voice barked.

It turned out the woman was Mitha, she had been placed in one of the rooms in the pub.

"What are you going to do to me, Sir? I'm new here. Tonight is my first night working in this place," she sobbed, terrified.

"Shut up! You've already been sold to our boss. So keep your mouth shut, unless you want us to taste you first!" one of the men growled sharply.

"No! Don't touch me!" Mitha cried, sobbing.

And then, she began to feel a heat rising from deep inside her body.

"Hot! What's happening to me? Why do I feel like this?" she thought in panic.

P. S.

Bandung is the name of one of the cities in Indonesia.

Mitha began to feel a burning sensation from within her body.

"H-hot ... Th-thirsty!" she whispered.

"Looks like this girl is teasing us, how about we take a crack at her first, Bro?" one of the men exclaimed to his friend.

"Not a bad idea! The boss is still on his way here," the other said.

"Let's go, let's hit on her!" the first man retorted.

"No! D-don't! Help! H-help! Don't touch me!" Mitha cried out in fear, seeing the men start to take off their clothes and walk towards the bed.

The piercing scream from Mitha's lips tickled Erlan's ears. He tried to walk towards the source of the sound. Fortunately, the men were waiting for their boss to arrive, so the room door wasn't closed tightly.

Erlan peeked through the door and saw the depraved behavior of the men who wanted to hurt a woman. Quickly, Erlan kicked the door open.

"Hey! What do you think you're doing? You bastards!" Erlan shouted, then began to attack the two men.

Erlan, who was used to martial arts, seemed twice as strong fighting the men.

Realizing that there was a man who wanted to help her, Mitha immediately said, "S-sir, help me!" Mitha shouted, as one of the men began to tear the clothes she was wearing.

Erlan immediately turned to the man. Then with one kick, the man fell. Then, when the situation began to slip, Erlan immediately grabbed Mitha's hand and took her out of the room.

"Damn it! Chase them! Quick!" one of the men shouted.

But it was too late. The men lost track of them. They both seemed to have disappeared into thin air. The men struggled to find Mitha, but they couldn't find her.

"Damn! Where did that man take the woman? How did they disappear so quickly?" the men said annoyedly.

Erlan was currently in one of the rooms very close to the room that the woman had occupied earlier. He was forced to bring the woman into his room. In order to save her from the men.

"Th-thank you, S-sir. You saved me," she said, slightly relieved.

Erlan didn't answer the woman. Instead, he began to take off the clothes clinging to his body. Erlan began to feel an intense heat at this time. Likewise with Mitha. The girl also began to undo some of the buttons on her clothes.

"H-hot!" she whispered.

Seeing the girl also taking off her clothes. Erlan suddenly stared sharply at her.

"Has this woman also been given an aphrodisiac?" Erlan's combat tool became more erect seeing the girl's smooth shoulders.

Erlan even swallowed his saliva many times, seeing the writhing movements made by Mitha who was sitting on the sofa.

Not to mention Mitha's twin hills which were so tempting to his heart.

"Thirsty! Thirsty! I'm so thirsty!" the girl exclaimed again, while starting to hold her neck.

Hearing the girl's complaint, Erlan, who was only wearing short boxer shorts, immediately walked towards the refrigerator and took a bottle of mineral water inside to give to Mitha.

But who would have thought, the girl instead followed Erlan's steps towards the refrigerator and grabbed the mineral water, then immediately drank it in front of the man.

However, the burning sensation from inside her body didn't stop either.

"Hot! Hot!" she exclaimed, again.

Then boldly, Mitha immediately hugged Erlan's bare chest with a look full of longing.

"S-sir, help me! I-I can't hold it anymore. I'm almost dead right now! H-hot!" she said limitedly while starting to caress the man's back.

"Hey! What's wrong, Miss?" he asked the girl. Erlan began to try to release Mitha's embrace on his body.

"It seems like something was mixed in my drink," she whispered while crying.

"Help me, Sir. I can't hold it anymore." Tears began to flow down both of her cheeks.

"Miss, our situation is almost the same right now. Something was also put in my drink earlier. So please don't tempt me any further! I'm afraid I can't hold it!" Erlan snapped, then began to loosen the girl's embrace on his body.

"But ... I can't hold it anymore, Sir! Ah ...!" A sigh escaped her lips.

They both fell on the bed because Mitha's legs suddenly began to weaken. Erlan as a normal man began to be tempted by the curves of the girl's body, which was currently very close to his body.

Erlan had even pinned Mitha's body down, and began to kiss her. Their lips began to touch.

No one knows who started it, now their lips were kissing each other and began to be lulled in the burning desire that came from within their bodies.

Erlan's hands began to move over the girl's two mounds.

"Ah ... Oh ..." she moaned.

Erlan was increasingly carried away by desire. Hearing strange noises coming from the girl's lips. Then harshly, Erlan took off all the clothes clinging to the girl's body.

Mitha, who felt hot, continued to writhe her body, as if something was about to squirt out of the core of her body. There was a tickling sensation there.

She seemed to have lost her sense of shame, when the man had managed to strip her naked. Mitha seemed to have run out of ideas.

Meanwhile, Erlan, who saw Mitha's curves, made the ultimate weapon behind his pants stand up.

Erlan also took off all his clothes.

Then, he began to shower Mitha's body with kisses from his lips.

"Ah ... ah ... oh ..." She moaned, increasingly enjoying all of Erlan's touches on her body.

Erlan was getting more and more mad, he even began to lick the girl's body from top to bottom. Not forgetting he left some ownership tattoos from his lips, on Mitha's clean white body.

The girl couldn't resist the bursts from within her body, when Erlan's hand began to play on the two peaks of her twin hills which were still sacred.

"Ah ... Oh ... Sssssshhh!" Mitha could only hiss.

Erlan was getting more and more crazy, after being satisfied with twisting the ends of Mitha's twin hills. Now it was Erlan's tongue's turn to skillfully touch the ends of the girl's two mounds.

Again, Mitha could only close her eyes and enjoy every game of the man's tongue.

Erlan was getting more and more adept at licking, sucking and even biting it.

Again, Mitha could only close her eyes and enjoy every game of the man's tongue.

Okay, here's the translation of the text into English, maintaining the original meaning and tone:

"Ah ...!" Mitha had lost count of how many times she had reached her peak with just Erlan's tongue.

Erlan's hand began to grope Mitha's thighs and found something moist there.

His fingers began to busily play in the girl's favorite area.

"Ah ... ah ...!" she moaned, tightly clutching the disheveled bed sheets.

Her body trembled again, and her hips began to move up and down as Erlan's hand played faster in that soft area.

It felt like something squirted out from the core of her body, and this was the first time Mitha had felt it.

Her gaze became languid, wanting more than just Erlan's touch.

But suddenly, Mitha was startled when Erlan's middle finger began to enter the core of her body and began to move back and forth.

"Oh ...! Ah ...!" she moaned uncontrollably.

There was a new sensation, which Mitha had never felt in her entire life.

A feeling of being squeezed, aching, pain that gradually turned into pleasure.

"Akh! Akh ...! Mmmmhhhpppp!" Mitha cried out as she felt her release again.

Not only that, Erlan began to widen the girl's thighs and looked closely at the paradise on earth, for the first time.

Several times Erlan was seen swallowing his saliva looking at the beauty of nature. The core of Mitha's body was still twitching due to the reaction of the aphrodisiac that still had not lost its effect.

Again, Mitha was startled when Erlan's tongue began to play skillfully in her pleasure cave.

"Ah, ah, ah ...!" she groaned uncontrollably. Erlan's hands began to caress the ends of Mitha's twin hills. He squeezed them as he pleased.

Mitha was increasingly losing herself. She couldn't use her common sense at this time, because all the man's actions on her body were so enjoyable for her.

She even really wanted every touch that Erlan had done to her body.

Honestly, Mitha wanted to rebel. But she still couldn't do anything. She chose to give up and enjoy all of Erlan's touches on her body. Mitha could only enjoy every touch from the man.