
Darga's tall figure gripped Nazyra's shoulder firmly. Darga looked at Nazyra with a crazed look, he said angrily and coldly "I've given you a chance. But you don't appreciate it."
Darga locked Nazyra in one hand, then took out his phone with the other, opened the camera and then focused the camera on himself and Nazyra.
Failing to escape Darga's clutches, Nazyra became a little panicked, "What do you want to do?!"
Darga replied fiercely, "Ganindra is protecting you because you are his fiancee.
I'm gonna send her a picture of our kiss, I think she's gonna think we're back together, right ? "
"Price, you are so despicable and shameless!"
"You forced me! . I regretted parting with you. So I just want to take advantage of this opportunity and make you my full woman."
Darga's eyes were filled with lust. Darga felt his obsession towards Nazyra because he never managed to bring Nazyra to bed after being together for several years and this was the reason why he felt regret. Therefore, Darga is determined to get Nazyra this time.
With one hand still gripping Nazyra's shoulder, Darga moved his lips towards Nazyra's lips.
"Fuck !!"
Nazyra cursed furiously and hurriedly turned her head the other way to avoid it. Darga's kiss landed on Nazyra's hair.
"Obedience. Don't force me to use force."
Darga clutched Nazyra's jaw with his hand, forced her to look him in the eye, then intending to kiss him again.
As Darga's face approached his,
Nazyra was disgusted and her stomach was nauseous.
"Bondage. I'm gonna kill you!"
At that crucial moment, someone shouted furiously.Then the person grabbed Darga's shoulder, pulled him back and hit him in the face . The man's actions led Darga to release Nazyra.
Nazyra was finally a little relieved after being freed from Darga's grip . Nazyra looked towards the two men who were fighting and saw that Dion was the one who helped her.
Dion's appearance was the same as when Nazyra last saw Dion on the side of the road . Dion looks tangled and sideburns adorn his face. At this moment Dion was overcome with intense anger and continued to beat Darga's face .
Darga's face was almost battered by Dion's punch, Darga tried to fight back with all his might. However, he was just a spoiled man and usually rarely exercised. Therefore, he was not at all a match for Dion.
Dion beat Darga until Darga could not get up from the floor . Nazyra walked towards them to stop the fight, as she was afraid that Dion would beat Darga to death.
"Dion, stop!"
Dion then stops hitting Darga when he sees Nazyra walking towards them, Dion is afraid he will injure Nazyra by accident.
Dion was also injured. But he had absolutely no concern for his injuries . Dion looked at Nazyra worriedly. "Are you okay?"
“I'm fine. Are you hurt?” Nazyra walked towards Dion and looked at him anxiously.
There was a bruise on the corner of his mouth and some cuts on his arm. Nazyra did not know if there were any injuries on the other side.
"Not a big deal." Dion said casually as if he did not care about his injuries at all and stood up. But as he tried to stand, Dion fell back down.
Nazyra was right in front of him and hurriedly wiped it out, "What's the matter?"
“My leg is injured and I can't stand well.”Dion answered with embarrassment.
Nazyra exerted more strength in her hands to pick Dion up, "I'll take you to the hospital."
"Good."
Dion lowered his head to look towards Nazyra .A burst of complicated feelings surged in his heart. However, Dion was slightly satisfied when he finally saw Nazyra again. It felt like his heart, which had been empty for a long time, was filling up again.
Nazyra met Dion carefully and led him to the exit.
The two fell silent for a while before Dion asked in a low voice, "How have you been lately, are you okay?"
"Yes, pretty. How's yours?"
"Everything is..". Dion answered softly. It was as if all of his problems had all along become insignificant at this moment.
Nazyra stopped walking and looked at Dion doubtfully. “I've been calling you all this time, and you never answer even my phone."
Ever since Nazyra knew Dion, it seems that Dion was not the type of person who liked to talk . But why didn't Dion ever answer his phone?
Dion. His eyes were filled with joy. He excitedly grabbed Nazyra's shoulder "You called me?"
It turned out that Nazyra still wanted to call him and not care a bit.
Nazyra nodded, "I thought something had happened to you."
When Nazyra sees Dion with Tania, she thinks Dion won't take her call because of her boyfriend. Nazyra even felt a little annoyed by it.
“Nazyra, I'm so glad you called me.”
It was like going from hell to heaven again.
Dion was overjoyed and he couldn't help himself. Dion hugged Nazyra.
Nazyra wondered why Dion suddenly felt so touched?
At this moment, a cold and dangerous voice of a man sounded in the corridor.
"What are you two doing?!."
Nazyra. He involuntarily pushed Dion away and turned his head to look at the man with a familiar voice. The man was not far away.
Nazyra saw Ganindra staring straight at them. His extremely handsome eyes seemed to be filled with ice, and a stifling chill permeated his body.
"Pak Ganindra don't misunderstand me. Dion and I just..."
Nazyra only helped to get Dion but ended up hugging? . Nazyra doesn't even know how to explain it.
Seeing Nazyra unable to explain, Ganindra's anger intensified.
Ganindra waited for Nazyra in the Fashion Show room, but Nazyra did not return after all this time. Ganindra looked for Nazyra worriedly but instead saw her and Dion embraced.
Ganindra's face looked furious. He walked with long strides and pulled Nazyra to his side.
"Let's go."
Nazyra is worried about Dion's leg injury
and worry Dion won't be able to stand on his own. Nazyra hurriedly stopped Ganindra.
“We can't leave yet. His leg was injured.”
“What does that have to do with you? He can crawl even though he's limping.”
Ganindra's tone was full of hostility.
He dragged Nazyra tightly with great force as if he wanted to lock Nazyra inside his bones.
The corner of Nazyra's mouth twitched. He looked at Ganindra in disbelief. Did he eat wrong today?
Dion's face turned pale. She saw
they were both, and sadness filled his heart. After all, Nazyra was Ganindra's fiancee.
"Nazyra, don't worry about me. I can walk on my own. You should go with Mr. Ganindra first."
Nazyra looked at Dion. Dion can stand on his own. He can walk on his own, too.
More importantly, Ganindra was like an exploding bonn at the moment, full of hostility and looking extremely dangerous. Nazyra did not dare to refute him.
Ganindra looked at Dion with a cold gaze. His voice was ice cold.
"Sir Dion, City S is not the right place for you to live. Go back to your place!!"