SUPER RICH MAN'S
Which Hand

"Jessy!" exclaimed the Manager, "Hurry up and deliver this wine to the VVIP 890 room, on the second floor."

"Ready, Manager.." He eagerly brought the wine there, nor would he be tired from going in and out of the elevator.

Once in the VVIP 890 room, Jessy turned the door handle and greeted those inside.

"Good day, great sir, today I have come to bring you Wine."

"Gee, the new kid seems to be fresh.." the white-clothed man with his slightly bald head grinned, "Come sweet girl, accompany me to a drink and I'll give you 600€ as a gift."

Of course Jessy wants to do it, she needs money and as long as her job can produce then she will, except to sell her the precious thing inside her.

He nodded, "Certainly? Ah well Great sir.." Just accompany him for a drink, right? Doesn't matter.

Jessy was sitting next to the man, she poured the expensive Wine into a mini glass, "Here you are, please..."

"Hey first glass is supposed to be for you pretty girl..."

"Ah, sorry big sir but I don't drink anything like this."

"Curtain! If you can't drink then why are you working here, huh?! You want a drink or the tip's forfeited!"

"Large master you just asked me to accompany you for a drink, right? Not to drink together. If you don't want to, drink it yourself!" reply Jessy while placing the glass slightly rough on the table, causing the wine in it to spill a little.

"Hey!" he clasped Jessy's hand, where the girl had already moved and almost stepped out.

"Aw!" Jessy was sitting on her lap, amused once she saw the old Bangka's lecherous face, "What are you doing, let go of me. Don't be disrespectful!"

Crews!

"Wellam!rrgghh!!" anyone would scream in pain as her ears were bitten that hard, making the circle of her hands that were on Jessy's waist detach.

Then Jessy quickly stood up, but the old man didn't let her, he pulled Jessy's shirt and pulled some buttons off, "Don't expect you to run away after hurting me!"

"Take me off, you shameless bastard!" Brak!

"Aaaaaaarr!!" for the second time he squealed in pain, his head bleeding as Jessy smacked the expensive bottle of wine into his head.

He trembled as he looked at his hand which was holding the rest of the bottle, quickly at throwing it down.

Her face was pale with her heart almost jumping out, Jessy quickly came out. Running away but the man doesn't let him, he just calls his men to take Jessy to a special room of VVIP guests.

Jessy's steps stopped when she almost entered the elevator, she was indeed a petty thief but she was neither a martial artist nor a member of a special unit who could fight.

"What do you want, get out of the way! Don't block me!"

"Curtain! Basic shameless, has made our great master hurt, and you even want to run away without paying compensation? Catch him and take him to the VVIP room!" yell one of the members to his partner.

"Basic doesn't know himself! After this I just found out how you feel!" add another one.

"Don't touch me!" she screamed in fear as they held her hand, forcing her by dragging her into the room.

Bruk!

"Aakhs!" shrieked Jessy in pain as her body was thrown into the bed.

"Stop, I beg you!" she cried even more when both her hands and both her legs were tied.

Cold sweat runs through his body, especially when the perverted man just came out of the bathroom, distended stomach and also short.

"Take me off!" jessy yelled. He is still holy, so he will not want to be taken for granted even though he will be paid dearly, he closed his eyes tightly he suddenly remembered Jackson's cold face, Help me... his lips trembled as the Old man ordered his men to come out.

Jessy opened her eyes in fear, her brown bead seemed to fade dim, she was really scared.

And when the old man started tearing up Jessy's shirt, revealing the chest that made him want to enjoy it immediately, would he end up with the old man?

Just now the old man started to put his hands into the black skirt and felt Jessy's smooth thighs.

Brak!

He jumped in shock as he turned towards the door, "Who!-" he fell silent in a cold sweat as he looked at the tall, strapping figure of the man with his cold, sharp eyes.

"Tu-mister Jackson!" the sweat filled the temple, he swallowed firmly.

Jackson then looked at Jessy who turned her face away, the girl looked pitiful.

His upper body was visible, a miserable condition, his hands and feet were tied.

Jackson stepped closer then punched the old man in the face, making the corners of his lips bleed.

The old man immediately moved away from the bed, he saw Jackson take off his suit, covering Jessy's body.

Then untied in both hands, only in the hands while the feet, Jackson let him. Because Jessy can definitely let go on her own.

"Tu-lord?" the old man retreated his footsteps, he was trembling with his paled face.

"You're afraid of me? Then why did you touch her? Which hand has touched his body?" Jackson still threw a cold gaze full of threat.

"Tu-mister listen to my explanation first"

Bugh!

"Yaharrrrrgghh!!!" his throat was in pain as Jackson kicked strongly in his abdomen. After he fell down, Jackson quickly locked his hand, pulling it back while his foot stepped on the man's back, ready to break it.

Before that happened, Jessy ran towards him, hugged him tightly from behind, buried his face in that burly back"Don't! He could die," he asked in a trembling voice.

But Jackson did not touch him at all, he still broke his left hand.

"Wellooooooooarrggghhh!!" the scream signified immeasurable pain.