The Girl Dancers the President
Chap. 51

Chapters. 51

The srek!

The sound of duct tape being opened so loudly sounded painful. However, the woman sitting on a chair with her hands and feet tied up, looked so strong. Not one bit of screaming in pain even though it was like that.

The woman's gaze was so sharp on a man who was now standing before her with a disgusting smile. He wanted to kick it all the way from there. But what power, the state of his legs and hands were tied together with the wooden chair he was sitting on now.

The woman looked up when the man with the distended stomach tried to touch her chin.

"No need to sell expensive like this. I know you're actually selling your body in Jakarta, right?" said the man was full of insinuations. His gaze was so hungry as it scanned the appearance of the woman before him at this moment. "How many people have you entered?" asked the man with a gaze full of hasr4t. As if impatient to taste it, yet he tried to hold back. Want to get acquainted first, before making the woman before him this can not walk because of him.

The woman glanced cynically, as if uncleanly once staring at the ugly man in front of her. "Not a man. Dare to play a joke." said the woman while spitting towards the distended man.

No doubt, it triggers the anger of distended men because they feel insulted. More so the attitude of that selfless cheap woman.

"How dare you spit at me!" jolt the man with a glaring look.

"Why? It's not worth it to treat me politely!" challenging the woman who was none other than Gina.

Gina pulled next to her eyebrows, with a slanted smile. Really made his current interlocutor feel underestimated.

Plaque!

A slap landed so perfectly, that it gave a reddish mark on the white and smooth cheek. Gina's face turned to the side.

Even so, Gina did not shed a single tear at all. The woman's gaze was still the same. So hard and not afraid of his opponent even though his state is not possible.

"You cheap whore! How dare it make me angry like this!" the distraught man. Forward closer, then clutching Gina's jaw. Facing the face of the damned woman right at him. "You're beautiful, but your mouth's a real jerk."

Gina smiled hearing that. "Thank you for the compliment."

The bloated man smiled at the courage Gina had never seen in another woman. More to make him challenged.

The man then landed his hand on Gina's chest. Touching her twirled, occasionally massaging her from behind the clothes Gina was wearing.

"Fine and soft" said the man, commenting.

Gina clenched her hands with her jaws fused so tightly. Feeling disgusted his body was touched by the bastard in front of him at this moment.

"Keep that motorbike out of my body!" gina stared so sharply. As if ready to tear the man's body into pieces.

The man smiled, his hands increasingly playing Gina's chest. Not just one, but two at a time.

"Why? Is it getting wet?"

Gina tried to take off the rope that tied her hands. But it's very difficult. Even more so when the ugly man started touching the thighs and revealing the skirt he was wearing. Disgust, anger, annoyance, that's what Gina feels. Plus the damn hand also started unbuttoning the shirt he was wearing.

"Wooowww...really a good thing," said the man admiring Gina's exquisite chest, at the time managed to open the shirt Gina and faced with two chewy fruit that is so tight and very tempting. Even though it is still covered by these special glasses.

"Don't come any closer, asshole!" prevent Gina when the man's face approaches to her chest.

Gina rebelled. Wiggling his body to escape the man. Lying if you are not afraid. He's very scared. Disgusted if the man touches his body. The tears that he tried to shed were now just flowing.

'Mas .. please .. I don't want to be touched by others.' Gina's inner self.

While the men's men also witnessed what their boss did.

"Quiet down. I'll definitely make you hover and whine for more. I you're not sealing anymore. So don't feel dirty. Because you're dirty, Regina Kusumajaya" said the man with a meaningful grin.

Sorry, new apdet. Again grieve again🥲

As to why I can't pay, now the system in NT is changing. If you are curious about how to change, you can read in the author's advantage. Yuta has tried to give his best, but maybe it has not been a fortune. Do not mention that I can not pay because the title of this novel is the same as having e Kak Juskelapa. I didn't go up for a few days. Sorry, you can compare. Same or not. The problem I did not update again for a few days, In addition to the busy RL, I also grieve again. Cousin's husband died yesterday, deket house. As a relative, there's no way I can keep working in my room, right? it's clearly gathered there and you know what the busyness is.

Thank you to those who still support Yuta and trust Yuta if this is not plagiarism. Yuta love you guys. Take care of your health and speech, yes. Because age no one can predict. Old young is the same. Ailopiyuuuu😘😘