Forbidden Desire Maid
The Franklin Rescue.

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"Master, do I need to?"

"No, it's just a small matter. You stay here!" Franklin thinks he can help Vyn. Therefore he refused an offer from Joy, which the masculine man was a subordinate to his best friend.

Because Franklin set up a team to uncover a fund leak on his company.

'I can't let him be in danger. He's the key to the cure of my illness.'

While it was ...

"Let go! How dare you play crack! You wanker!" Vyn shouted furiously. When his movements have been locked by two thugs. He was outnumbered, and their scales were quite large and strong. 

"Let go, Miss! Or you'll rot in jail!" shouted Mr. Tun, a 45-year-old man. A driver who served with the Marquise family since he was young.

Bugh!

"Sir Tun!" Vyn rounded his eyes, as the man's body fell to the ground. The head thug had hit the man's head to let out a red liquid, which was seeping over the black asphalt.

" You! Brengseeekkk!" Vyn's anger is no longer held back. He stomped on the foot of the right thug with all his might, then beat him using his elbow. One grip off, Vyn then directs his knees to the nest of the thug's knee bird.

"Gl!"

" Crazy girl! You broke my future egg!" The thug roared in pain, with both hands holding the lower half of his body.

"Take your dirty hands off me, damn it!" Vyn thrashed when one of the thugs caught him, by hugging his body from behind. 

"Silence you're a bad girl!"

"You, do it now! He's very aggressive!" tell the chief thug who caught Vyn, to one of his anal men. Despite his teasing, the thugs approached Vyn. He took out a handkerchief from behind his jacket.

When he wanted to smother Vyn with a handkerchief that had been given the drug, a sedan struck right from his side. The thug bounced and then rolled on the asphalt.

The head thug gawked when his men were sprawled out on the streets. Feeling the head thug was caught off guard by the flabbergasted, Vyn took the opportunity to break away. He moved his head tightly back.

Dugh!

"Argh! Shit, you!" The chief thug was holding his bloody nose. As he pushed forward wanting to ambush Vyn back, a hard kick landed on his waist. Making the thug then fell hard on the asphalt.

"Master, Franklin." Vyn smothered his mouth when he saw who had come to his aid.

"Hurry to the car!" franklin's word to Vyn. When he turned around and was about to block the girl's arm, a knife-throw struck him on his back.

"Asshh!" Frank staggered forward, his hands pointing straight at his back and pulling the sharp object. Not yet Vyn, breathing because of the incident just now. His breathing choked again when Franklin flipped his body quickly to throw the knife back.

Crepp's!

"Akh!" The thug cried out in pain, as the sharp weapon he threw returned to him. But not in his hands, but in his stomach.

"Tu–tuan? are you all right?" vyn asked in a panic, trying to get Franklin. Blood flowed heavily through his arms. It seems, the wound was quite deep. Moreover, Franklin purposely whipped out that thing with origin. Sure, the tear on his skin was getting wider.

"Are you blind! You don't see blood spilling out of my body!" franklin sarcasm.

"Sorry, I mean. Are you still strong?" said Vyn, clumsy. The employer is still injured.

"You think I'm weak? You forgot who helped you just now!" hardik Franklin was upset. Because this girl talks too much.

"Ah, sorry I mispronounced. Let me help you in the car." Vyn, then raised Franklin's hand over his shoulder. Assisted by Gill's assistant to break him into a car.

Meanwhile, the thugs also fled immediately. Before their actions were snorted by the authorities.

"Gill, take me to hospital XXX. But, call Brandy first, now!" tell Franklin with his tone.

" Okay, Mister." Gill also carried out the duties of his employer.

"Master, there's more blood. Your face is also getting pale." Vyn, wipe away the sweat running down Franklin's forehead.

"Master! The master! You can't sleep, you have to stay conscious!" call Vyn, shaking the tall strapping body that rests. Franklin did not respond. He felt himself very weak and sleepy at this moment.

"Gill, Hurry! Master, faint!" vyn yelled at the man in front of the wheel.

"It's fast, miss! Pat her cheeks to keep you sober!" gill said give directions.

Puk. Puk. Puk.

Vyn, pat the guy on the cheek a few times. Until a sharp eye glare leads to him.

"Akh, Sir! Kirain you passed out" said Vyn, ashamed.

" Dare you hit your master's face! How tight!" franklin's cry was accompanied by a grunt afterwards.

"Yes, I'm sorry, sir." Vyn, rubbed the two cheeks he had just hit. Making, a strange blow to Franklin's chest.

𝘓𝘢𝘨𝘪-𝘭𝘢𝘨𝘪 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘢𝘴𝘢𝘢𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘦𝘩 𝘪𝘯𝘪 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘯𝘨. 𝘙𝘢𝘴𝘢 𝘢𝘱𝘢𝘬𝘢𝘩 𝘪𝘯𝘪 𝘴𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘯𝘢𝘳𝘯𝘺𝘢. 𝘋𝘪𝘢 𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘺𝘢 𝘸𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘵𝘢 𝘣𝘪𝘢𝘴𝘢, 𝘴𝘦𝘰𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘺𝘢𝘯 𝘺𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘤𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘸𝘦𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘶𝘬𝘢 𝘬𝘶𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘨 𝘢𝘫𝘢𝘳.

"Sir, we're there." The report from Gill then made Franklin aware of his momentary daydream.

"Here, let me help you." Vyn, who was already outside the door, helped Franklin get out of the car. They were so close that Franklin could smell Vyn's scent as soon as he had memorized it. The leaflets and strange flavors re-emerged, with an even stronger vibration.

" Mister, come upstairs. Let me take you inside." A nurse came in with a wheelchair.

"Let that girl push me." Franklin rejected the offer of the male nurse with his cold gaze.

"Sorry, Boy." Vyn, too, directed the nurse to walk in front as a guide only.

Arriving at the doctor's private room Brandy.

"OMJ! Franklin!" Brandy screamed loudly. Look at the patient's situation in particular.

"Why are you yelling! You should have handled me!" ketus Franklin's.

"Hey! Do you think I'm a surgeon? I'm an expert in internal medicine and medicine." Brandy patted his forehead. In fact, he hated the sight of blood. How could a Franklin litter his room with that disgusting red liquid.

"I don't want anyone else to handle me" Franklin exasperated as she endured the intense pressure on her chest.

"How do I handle you, oh my God! Your wounds must be dealt with immediately, Franklin!" brandy said, holding back her wrath.

"Then do it quickly. It hurts so much!" Franklin is really stubborn.

"Your wounds need sewing, Franklin Marquise!" Brandy was really upset. This patient is stubborn or stupid actually.

"Steam fast!" he said he didn't want to know. Although smoke and fire have billowed on the crown of Doctor Brandy though. Franklin doesn't care a bit.

"Whatever! I'll call the nurse." Brandy was about to come out at once and Franklin threw a hard object over the side of Brandy's head.

Prosecutor!

It hit the wall and broke apart. Brandy's eyes almost jumped from the nest. Imagine that thing hitting his head.

The deg!

He swallowed his hard spit. Franklin's temperament is harsh, if you want it, too. Moreover, the man could not be carelessly touched by others.

"Anyway, you forced me. I can't stitch your wound. That's not my field." Finally, Brandy softened. He tried to give understanding to his strange patient.

"I'll give you medicine, to stop the blood." Brandy took out a syringe, then filled it with medicinal liquid.

"Don't fool me." Franklin looked at Brandy sharply.

𝘛𝘪𝘥𝘢𝘬 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘭𝘶 𝘬𝘶 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘰𝘩𝘪. 𝘒𝘢𝘶 𝘴𝘶𝘥𝘢𝘩 𝘣𝘰𝘥𝘰𝘩 𝘥𝘶𝘭𝘶𝘢𝘯, 𝘍𝘳𝘢𝘯𝘬𝘭𝘪𝘯. 𝘔𝘦𝘯𝘺𝘦𝘣𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘢𝘯! 𝘔𝘦𝘯𝘺𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘩𝘬𝘢𝘯! 𝘒𝘢𝘶 𝘮𝘦𝘳𝘶𝘴𝘢𝘬 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘬𝘶!

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