The Paid Men and the Mafia Girls
Promotions: Married To Stranger

It's over bestiiee... The ones who haven't read stop by the kuys.. Only 60 chapters.

BLURBS:

Frisha Natalia, ran away from home when forced to marry a married man, as a debt-redeemer for her father. On the road, Frisha has an accident that leaves the girl paralyzed.

Clyton Xavier Sebastian, the man who accidentally hit him, is willing to take responsibility for compensating and guaranteeing his treatment.

However, Frisha refused. He demands responsibility in another form, which is to marry her.

Is Xavier, a CEO of a big company, willing to take marriage to a foreign woman for granted? Follow the story yuk.

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Chapter 1 excerpt

“Welcome to my hut, Mr Morgan! Let's please come in!” greet Joni Gunardi with a big smile, after shaking the hands of men who are the same age as her.

A happy sparkle emanated from the veil of his face, when the arrival of such a glorious guest.

The middle-aged man who was still dashing in a neat suit was unmoved in the doorway. Just circulate the view to the living room that is so narrow he thinks.

“I don't like pleasantries! I want to take your promise. It has been three times due and cannot be tolerated anymore!” sutu Morgan coldly.

Joni swallowed her saliva with great difficulty. His chest was vehemently looking at the suppressing aura from the man before him. He rubbed his face violently to break the nervousness.

Joni did not expect at all, his insanity for the gambling world, making him have to be wrapped in enormous debt. Even if you sell your house, you will not be able to pay off your debts.

Morgan, the ruler of the place, always offers loans with high interest. If you can't pay for it, there must be a promising guarantee.

“Ba .. good, Sir! For a moment,” said Joni rushed into the house shouting to call her daughter.

“Frisha! Frisha!” call Joni nervous.

“Yes, Yah?” beautiful girl with wavy black hair. The girl rushed to her father.

Without saying anything, Joni pulled the skinny arm of her daughter and carried it forward. The girl frowned confusedly, but still dragged her foot up following in the footsteps of the father.

“Master, this is my daughter. As promised, I leave Frisha to pay all my debts to you. I'm ready to marry her to you,” Joni said when she arrived in the living room.

The beautiful girl bought so wide, her heart pounded like a marathon, until both knees felt weak.

“A ... what does father mean?” frisha said with a trembling voice. His pair of neutrals began to glaze over.

Joni took off the grip of her hand, then held onto both of the girl's shoulders. “Im sorry dad. But I have no other choice. Father's debt to Mr. Morgan is huge and you have to be a guarantee to pay him,” explained the middle-aged man.

Both of Frisha's hands were clenched so tightly. His chest was very tight, not expecting his father to sell himself as a debt collector.

"Crazy dad! Father ‘kan can sell land, house or anything that can be cashed. Why must it be Frisha, Dad? Be married? With him?” the girl began to shed tears.

“Your father's debt can't be paid with all the possessions he has! Except ... you!” sela Morgan heard their debate. The man stared at Frisha's perverted body from head to toe.

Frisha shuddered to see him, her roar of breath was heard hunting. Her eyes had turned red due to the tears that kept flowing.

“Well, say this is not true!” Frisha was still trying to dodge, she blocked her father's arm and begged him to retract her speech. “Say, Dad!” the girl shouted in the middle of her cries.

Joni breathed heavily, she looked at her daughter's nanar, then said quietly, “I'm sorry dad.” His head lowered after saying that.

Hearing the father's reply, the footing on his feet seemed to collapse. Frisha's body decays to the floor. Sobbing lamented his fate.

"I don't have much time. Prepare for departure!” morgan did not accept the rebuttal.

Frisha's footsteps were heavy, her legs were pounding. No accept to be married to such an old man.

‘I have a choice, have a dream man. Why marry a married man?’ inner Frisha screaming.

“Don't be long, dad wait! Quickly clean your body and prepare your clothes!” joni's orders push Frisha into her room.

“Dad, jerk!” frisha shouted slamming the door of her room and kicked her repeatedly, no matter the pain radiating from the tip of her foot.

Tired of starting to whack, his heart still could not accept. Frisha sat on the bed covering her face which was still tearful.

Some time passed, Frisa wiped both her wet cheeks, her brain thinking quickly. “No! I can't give up! I have to get out of here!” exclaimed Frisha stood up, grabbed a not so big suitcase and stuffed some of her things very quickly.

Luckily the window was not installed iron trellis, so it made it easier to get out of his room without having to go through the door.

Before jumping the window, Frisha locks the door of the room, then loosens her head to make sure the surroundings are safe.

Not a difficult thing in climbing, the girl managed to peddle both feet on the ground without making a sound, hugging her suitcase and walking to sneak away.

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As the night crept up, Frisha walked back and forth without making any sound.

After being away from home, Frisha began to run, continuing to run with a pair of legs while occasionally looking back afraid that someone was chasing her.

The darkness did not scare him at all. Armed only with moonlight that shimmered from the sky, Frisha desperately climbed a hill high enough.

“No can give up! Or you'll marry that old bandit, Fris! Come spirit!” his monologue with breathless breath. Sweat began to wash over his face. However, he could not stop his steps to keep running.

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A new white civic car was passing on a toll road at above average speed. Behind the wheel sits a handsome man who has just returned home from out of town after an important meeting with a client.

Clyton Xavier Sebastian, CEO of Sebastian Group in Palembang, prefers to drive his car alone. He likes solitude, tranquility and solitude.

The phone in his pocket kept ringing. Xavier reached into it and noticed the name of the caller.

“Huft! Mommy,” his sigh that has been memorized by the mother. He forgot to tell me that he was on his way home.

Women who are willing not to sleep just to wait for the return of their children. Therefore, no matter how far Xavier went, it was rare to stay unless it was really urgent.

“Yes, Mom!” xavier said after sliding the slide on his phone screen.

Unfortunately, Xavier only realized in such a close distance there was a woman who had just jumped the highway fence, right on the path she was passing.

“Awas!” xavier shouted spontaneously while turning the steering wheel quickly and stepping on the brake pedal firmly. The phone slipped out of his grasp.

But late, Xavier grazed the girl until her body bounced and thumped in the street.

The deafening-sounding decitan of the brakes, certainly made Khansa, the middle-aged woman behind the phone scream in shock. He didn't know Xavier was driving.

“Xavier! Xavier what's up, son? Xavier answered mommy! Don't just shut up! Where are you, huh?” khansa shouted in panic behind the phone.

Xavier's breathing was wheezing, he was quite shocked by what had just happened. His body froze for a while, then ventured to look back.

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