
Isyana then told Dax the condition of her mother who was being treated in the hospital because of the cancer she suffered.
"I'll pay for your mother's treatment..." Dax.
Isyana was stunned, then looked up at Dax, a handsome man who had a strong face line and jaw and the girl gulped her saliva roughly, quickly Isyana admiring Dax's good, handsome, handsome figure, and also the man's man was very mature.
"Ke... Why are you helping me?" Ask Isyana.
"Hmmm..." Dax curled his lips, looking for the right reason.
"Okay, maybe it's because you look like my niece, and you have to fight alone, while my niece is all she wants to be fulfilled."
"Then you want what from me sir?" Asked Isyana, the girl would not think naively.
A businessman and especially a wealthy man must always have something in his pursuit so that the man must spend money that is not small. Moreover, the man intends to provide treatment and care for his mother which is not cheap.
"Otherwise if it's not your virginity... You offered it and I bought it." Said Dax down Isyana's neck with her index finger.
"Ke... Why not now, sir..." Isyana asked as she closed her eyes, as Dax's touch kept coming down.
"And I seem to be in touch with my own niece? You still look a lot like a kid who's better suited to calling me uncle."
Dax raised Isyana's chin and moved left and right, looking and looking carefully at Isyana's face, with Dax's meticulous judgment.
"Your mother, will be in the best room, with first-class care, if until your virginity is gone before I take it, you will be my slave for good, will you accept it?"
"I understand, and accept it!" Isyana said steadily without thinking first.
The girl was so desperate that more important than virginity was the mother, the only family she had right now.
Dax smiled with satisfaction.
"Don't try to trick me or your mother who will accept the consequences, all your movements will also be monitored."
"Okay sir, I understand."
Dax brought his body closer to Isyana and lifted the tiny body into her lap, then raised his eyebrows at Isyana, observing carefully the red-coloured, innocent face that was still sacred. Isyana does have a beautiful face with a sharp nose.
"Te. thank you so much for helping me." Isyana was nervous with Dax's gaze.
Dax's handsome face immediately stomped his heart to make his heart pound very fast like a nuclear ready to slide or like fireworks that explode in the sky.
"And every time I call you, you have to come, whatever you're doing, I don't care."
"Okay sir, I understand and I will always remember."
"Most importantly, never approach any man." Dax brought his face closer to the tip of their sharp noses touching each other.
"Sa... I understand sir."
"If you want to thank me, do it right." Dax grinned and began to want to tease his little girl.
Then innocently Isyana kissed Dax's cheek and forehead, making the man laugh, her voice echoing throughout the room.
"Why sir..." Isyana asked worriedly.
"It's okay I'll show you how to play around and a little introduction to the warm-up."
Dax lifts Isyana's body and lays her down on her luxurious big bed.
That night was the first time at the age of 17, Isyana felt something else. The night that Isyana's beautiful and melodious voices first echoed throughout Dax's apartment.
Even Isyana herself did not believe her voice was so loud as ***** that no one had ever touched. Like ******which is drought in the barren desert and instantly gets water to wet its throat.
As Isyana knew, she was already submerged in a deep abyss and would never be able to rise again to the surface.
Dax smiled in satisfaction when he saw his little girl wrapped in a blanket covering her petite body, the man was now standing in front of his big window and enjoying alcohol.
Dax wearing only trousers and bare-chested, the man really admired the strategic building in the middle of the city that showed the lights down there.
The sturdy and magnificent strong building was owned by Dax Kennedy, a middle-aged American and now the man is still living in England. Dax has the most reputable contractor company in the world.
Apartment Pierre Tower 6:00 a.m.
Isyana squirmed her body, feeling very depressed with something really heavy on her body. The girl slowly opened her eyes and looked a handsome-looking man sleeping by hugging her.
Recalling the footage after the recording in his brain from him climbing the stage stairs until he was in the arms of the ruler of the world and a billionaire man full of charm.
Isyana bit her lips and smiled, never before had she felt this feeling, whether she was bought or whether she was a mistress of an adult man but what she felt now was calmness. The calmness that her mother would get the best care, and all Isyana had in mind was to obey the rules until the rules were over.
"Are you out of school?" Dax asked then still hugged his little girl.
"Ma... Still am... I went to Hill School." Answer Isyana shame.
Dax opened his eyes quickly but his burly hands were still hugging the little girl's body, his chin was on Isyana's head hump, while Isyana's face sank into Dax's field chest.
"Isn't that the school of nobles?"
"Yes sir... I got a scholarship there."
"That's Zack and Evashya's school too." Inner Dax.
"Hmmm... Means you're an accomplished student who can break down the giant wall of Hill School even with a scholarship."
"Sa... I tried very hard to get the scholarship, every day I visited the public library and studied there... I'm sorry sir, I have to go home and go to school."
"I'll drive you."
"Flame... But my uniform is still at home."
"As long as you take a bath, the bodyguards will take it for you, give me your home address and let me give them orders." Dax got up and sat down on the edge of the bed, picking up his cell phone that was on the table not far from his big bed.
Isyana looked at Dax's burly back from behind, as Dax moved the muscular back as well. Isyana then tells her home address and makes Dax frown.
"You live in a slum?" Dax asked who stopped his finger to type something on his phone.
Isyana nodded.
"For me it was the best place we had, rather than sleeping and living on the streets."
"Go take care of the rest." Dax then stood up and called someone.
While Isyana went to the bathroom flushed all over her body under the shower. The girl is completely immersed in the luxury that Dax presents in the modern apartment.
After a long time Isyana took a bath, the girl came out with a kimono towel and looked at the neat school uniform on the sofa. The uniform is not his.
"Master... This is not my uniform." Said Isyana walking closer to Dax.
"From today you will wear that uniform and no one will discriminate against you in school, you will wear the same uniform as the other children, and regarding the scholarship you can still keep it if you want."
Dax sipped his hot coffee which a while ago a waiter had prepared breakfast.
~connect~