Adult Male Love Prisoner
CHAPTER 8 - Reaping Results

"You're smart enough, you should be able to think without having to explain" she whispered as eerie as last night.

Mikhayla's chest was pounding incoherently, she shook her head and her mind was all sorts of things. This man was more frightening than expected, he who was worried that Mikhail would be in danger of kneeling down and begging as low as possible.

"My father is not wrong, do not hurt him .. I am here, why not just me?" Mikhayla looked up with a feeling she could not explain, imagining losing a papa she never had because she would not be ready at all.

"You? Last night was his chance. But, you rebelled even making my finger hurt because of that sharp tooth of yours. From what you showed last night, it seems you love yourself more ... right?"

Keyvan showed his fingers which were now bandaged. Mikhayla's teeth almost broke her fingers, only the first day they met they had tortured each other.

"Never touch my papa!!" his shout was still hugging the man's legs without fear if the one last night repeated itself, he really did not expect that Keyvan also knew his papa.

"let go. I don't like forced women."

It seems that this guy can't be friends for a moment. He forced Mikhayla to break away in an unusual way, he understood it would hurt a little but Keyvan had no other way.

"I reiterate once again, I dislike being challenged the most .. Don't argue if you don't want me to do more crazy than you think, Mikhayla."

Mikhayla, the man knows what his name is. Obviously the owner of this brown bead took a few steps back, he did not tell her name at all. Even more annoying that the man knows the name of his parents, obviously Mikhayla creeps.

The gazes of the two locked, Mikhayla looked at him grudgingly. The woman clenched her hands, eager for her to present a raw bogem on the man's face. Handsome like a prince, yes in this angry state he still realized that this crossbreed man with hazel beads is indeed handsome.

Moments later, the man just passed by. Really left after asking the truth about who Mikhayla's parents were.

BRACKET

Close the door exactly like beating a thief, Mikhayla closed her eyes when the door was perfectly closed. It was fortunate that he had already eaten, if it was not possible until the day after tomorrow he would lose his naffsu of eating.

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Far from Mikhayla's reach, two equally powerful men were speaking with four eyes. Without the assistance of a personal assistant or bodyguard as usual, according to their agreement before meeting.

"It's nice to meet you, sir. But it's a pity that this meeting is not for corporate or other cooperation," keyvan said as an opening greeting to the man who had met him in London in a meeting with world business people three years ago.

He looked relaxed, not at all like there was a problem. The black glasses perched on his bangir nose he used as a cover for grief. While Mikhail who had been hot since this man's message a few hours ago only clenched his hands tightly.

"Give me back my daughter, what's wrong with making you such a loser?" mikhail asked in essence, the family was made not to sleep until morning because they thought Mikhayla went alone. In fact, it was kidnapped by heartless men in a state of trauma still left.

"His fault? Simple .. Wednesday, 00:30 in the morning, my wife died because of the carelessness of the snot girl who was driving drunk. If you were in my position, wouldn't you be angry?" keyvan asked so coldly, his eyes wet but covered in sunglasses that became his mainstay.

With an arrow drawn, Mikhail felt pain running all over his body. His chest was choked and his breathing was really heavy, the supply in the air in this room as if it had not managed to make him relieved.

Mikhail had told Mikhayla not to run away from responsibility. This time, directly the person who was injured due to his actions asked for responsibility directly. His daughter was wrong, and Mikhail would not, however, justify his mistake.

"Yes, of course. I admit my daughter was wrong, and I will not justify her actions .. Even if I don't mind jail, as long as she is still treated as a human being."

Heavy actually, which father would willing his daughter to live in misery? It doesn't seem to exist. Mikhail loved his daughter wholeheartedly, but in this he would not clean up Mikhayla's guilt with the wealth and power he had.

"Good, but not the prison sentence I want .. let alone a fine," he said later while pulling the corner of a thin lip.

"Then what do you want?"

"Your daughter ... totally."

Hearing that Mikhail rode black, he understood the brains of men. Only then did he pray that Mikhayla would be kept away from people like him, now the man was actually made flat-fisted because he felt the man before him was him in his youth.

"Switchy bitch, you don't think I understand your brain?"

Mikhail took a few steps forward. However, he had not yet delivered a punch in Keyvan's face, the man pulled out a gun and pointed it right in front of Mikhail's face.

"Ays you make me look worse, the trigger is ready to pull at any time .. Even if you are dead this second, do not guarantee your child and wife are safe."

Mikhail who did not expect that the man would use a crazy way was obviously a flea dead. It was not only him that Mikhail thought of, but his son and wife as well.

"Oh yes, right now your daughter is sleeping soundly in my room .. Don't make her more tired from hearing of your death, Mr. Mikhail," he said later, which made Mikhail more and more blood-ridden, Mikhail admits he's a sneaky guy. However, it seems like this man is more than just being sneaky.

"Never touch my daughter!! You think I'm afraid of this kind of threat of yours?"

"Huhah sure? If all the descendants of Ibrahim Megantara died slowly is it not a problem? Valenzia Arthaneda, your wife's name is as beautiful as she is."

Really, Mikhail was made to shut up this time. The enemy is not a random person, if Keyvan does not include his wife and children then Mikhail will be fine. However, to fight back at this time his daughter was still under the rule of Keyvan.

"Sign the letter, just a simple agreement...your daughter is mine, your name and name will be back in the public eye, isn't this profitable?"

Mikhail seemed to be really reaping everything he planted in his youth. Getting Valenzia by writing a deal as good as her own, now she is forced to put a signature on the crazy agreement letter.

"My daughter is not ready to get married yet" said Mikhail later, who was sure his daughter had a husband like Keyvan, how his fate would be.

"Then? You willingly make him into a bed slave without reward? Didn't you?"

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