My Possessive Billionaire
CHAPTER 3 - Confirming

The night was already this late, but Amara still continued to run to avoid chasing the man who thought it was too scary. His body suddenly suffocated, lulutya shook and felt in this position it was the safest.

Entering an old building that is no longer inhabited, Amara is even more afraid of Syakil than the inhabitants of the supernatural realm. His body trembled, his face was now pale and trying to catch his breath slowly.

"Calm down, Amara .. she's unlikely to find you."

Right now, in Amara's eyes everything was the same. The world was so dark and there was no more good for him. Several times this kind of thing often happens, since knowing the brother sells it to an online prostitution site, Amara considers the human heart is no different.

"So what, Boss? East or west?"

Amara swallowed her saliva bitterly, the sound made her rumble even more. Trying to calm down, it seemed like they were not drunk either.

"South, the guard at Handoko's house must be more tight .. because yesterday we managed to kill one child, then tonight we just finish."

Amara closed her mouth which was now wide open, indeed she was goosebumps hearing their conversation. Amara's eyes could still clearly see them sharing weapons, the ceaseless cigarette billowing almost making her breath disturbed.

"If anything bothers you like yesterday?" ask one of the curly-haired men over there.

"Libas too, remember what the Boss said right? Tonight all must be completed .. if it fails, we will not be paid in full."

While on the other hand, with slow steps and looks relaxed, Syakil still continues to try to find where the woman who really managed to disturb his soul.

Highlight his eagle eyes surrounding this place, Syakil did not want to lose for the second time. Until, when the rain began to whack Syakil still do his efforts to find Amara.

Why should this be repeated, his feelings are still the same. Although the woman is not Ganeta, her former lover. However, Syakil feels this is exactly the same and makes no difference.

The place he was traversing was too dark, Syakil was sure his steps were not wrong. There is absolutely no doubt that Amara ran in the direction she was heading.

The hordes of thugs who seemed to be in the shade in an old building made Syakil's heart throb. It was not because she was afraid, but that Amara would meet them.

Syakil is brave, but that doesn't mean he committed suicide. He just looked at the thick-bodied man talking with his men, the belief Syakil they might be in action tonight.

Still a monitor here, just want to make sure if there's no woman they're snapping. Syakill sighed softly as they left that place, at least he could make sure they were clustered there instead of forcing a woman.

Lightning began to sound, blaring along with the increasingly high rainfall. Syakil headed to the old building, besides wanting to shelter his search was also not over. The man opened his wet suit, Syakil felt uncomfortable wearing it.

A pair of eyes looked at him more and more afraid, from such a close distance he could see the handsome face of Syakil under the dim spotlight. The roar of Amara's breath was increasingly uncertain when he realized a group of men who had been afraid now replaced by a foreign man who forced it to feel so close.

Until in the same second, Syakil actually turned his head and the gaze of the two locked. The man frowned, with his cell phone as lighting, Syakil entered at a fast pace and managed to make Amara flat.

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"Don't come any closer, let me go .. please."

As scared as he was approached, Syakil did not even utter a threatening sentence. I don't know what is the reason Amara is this scared, even though all Syakil's treatment does not look evil at all.

"I'm not going to hurt you, calm Amara."

"Give me my phone, thank you for your kindness."

It's not that easy, since when is anything free. The woman looked at Syakil while the man was still approaching her. His face was indeed so shady, it felt impossible if he did evil. However, inexplicably Amara was shaken and terrified.

"Later, after the hotel I gave it."

Strange as it is, Syakil's way of speaking is still so subtle. Although in his eyes Syakil was eyeing what he had, but Syakil did not show it at all.

"No need, I can do it myself."

Amara refused when Syakil reached out his hand, Amara's eyes filled with fear can Syakil conclude if the woman had experienced trauma for the actions of men.

"It's dark in here, you don't forget the hordes of tattooed men who had a discussion here right?" Syakil gave a moment of pause before continuing his speech. "It could be that they come back, if this is their headquarters then you are as suicidal as escaping to this place, Amara," he continued, further making Amara stark.

"You scared? Do I look bad in your eyes?"

Absolutely not, Syakil doesn't look perverted. But, more than that. The power he used to take her away already explained who Syakil really was.

"If not, why are you afraid? Trust me, I won't touch you, Amara .. just want to make sure you rest in peace, that's all."

Must be persuaded with patience, then Syakil managed to convince this woman. Maybe the way the guy was was a little impolite. Syakil heaved a sigh of relief when Amara followed his steps, the woman's legs look dirty due to accidentally removing her shoes.

"Is that sick?"

"No, I'm fine."

Far away running even his feet hurt by sharp objects. In the end it was found and he could not escape the snares of Syakil which now actually took him to one of the five-star hotels there.

"Look, your leg is hurt ... right?"

Since then he noticed Amara's steps, just about to hold it Syakil worried that the woman was getting uncomfortable. Now, the man examined Amara's legs with some force but tried not to look rough.

"This is how it is, still say no? You numb or what?"

It seems that Syakil's duties will increase, he will have to treat Amara's wounds first tonight. As Syakil said, he wanted to make sure that if Amara slept comfortably before she left, so before Amara fell asleep she would stay here.

"Come home, I'll sleep in a minute."

"Going home? My house is far away, tomorrow morning .. I'm tired."

This was different from Syakil's previous promise, the man said he just wanted to make sure he rested quietly then went home. Not even go to sleep, thought Anger upset amazing.

"Just sleep, I won't bother you." The man had already laid his body on the bed, with his hands now covering his eyes, Syakil seemed to be quite tired indeed.

"Sneaky ground" muttered little Amara, so slowly as to pluck her lips.

"I could be more cunning than this if I wanted to, Amara."

-tbc

Gen Ibra is like this guys, jan is shocked. But this is not as brutal as his brother. Syakil rada bener dikit, you can be sure he did not like snack cake Mikhail.