~YULIA

“Issa, how nice of you to grace us with your presence,” A middle-aged, yet very attractive woman who possessed dirty blonde hair that was neatly styled– said as she approached us.

“Hesta, this is Yulia,” Issa said as he took my waist possessively.

Hesta was dressed in a dark pencil skirt that clung to her waist and legs as if it was a second skin. She wore a silk cream blouse that she tucked neatly into the skirt. She had on Chanel red bottom heels. She looked simple yet ...