The Virgin Girl Belongs to the Master
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Naya mustard and re-enjoiced the food before finally a check from the side successfully made the girl stand up. Looks an adult woman with a glamorous appearance—luxury dress in a fur coat— middle look at her nyalang.

"So you*****small* that ruined my relationship with Ken?" point it out by tightening the grip. Naya until grimacing in pain. Ken saw it not let. He helps Naya get out of her grip which is of course painful.

"You talk, Starla! He has nothing to do with it. We broke up because we don't fit anymore."

"B-but how could it be so sudden?"

The girl named Starla looked at Naya who was standing in fear behind Ken.

Growled. He wants to beat up Naya but gets blocked by Ken who holds his hand back. "I told you. He has nothing to do with us!" firmly Ken. Emphasis-filled.

"Then how did you get close to him?"

"It's a job."

"Work?" Starla laughed undercutly. His eyes narrowed at Ken. "Come, Ken. What kind of work requires you to eat together like this?''

Ken's speechless. There was no way he could have mentioned that Naya was the son of a comatose businessman.

Seeing Ken not answering any questions further upset Starla. He again wants to pull Naya but is kept in the way by Ken.

"Go Starla," asked Ken to be full of emphasis.

"Go? Why should I go. We've been all right. I believe*****that little*have succeeded in seducing you. Yeah, right?"

Ken seemed to tighten his jaw. He reached into the phone and showed the screen. Suddenly Starla's fierce face changed significantly. As if there was no more blood there. Pallid and Naya could see the change.

"Now you know why we broke up?" ask Ken.

Expressionlessly Ken brushed off Starla's hand. "I have plenty of evidence, Starla. From the beginning I was suspicious. You are indeed having an affair. So now you better leave before you're even more embarrassed."

Naya who was behind Ken ventured. From the side he could see Ken's face. Although expressionless he knew that Ken was angry and worried at the same time.

Starla wiped her tears, then looked angrily at Naya. Without saying he immediately passed carrying shame. He must accept the fact that it was decided when his relationship with Ken was only a matter of weeks.

'Basic little witch. I can't accept being insulted like this. Just wait. If I can't get Ken. That means you can't either. Watch out for you, ' her inner self.

Meanwhile, Ken, who no longer sees Starla's back, begins to flip. He held onto Naya's wrist and found a scar of bruising and fresh blood.

Sighing a long breath, Ken immediately lowered his head. "I'm sorry.''

"No. Brother Ken is not wrong, really," replied Naya. Although the skin is sore because of Starla's nails, she still can't blame Ken. It's just a misunderstanding.

Without Naya guessing Ken just wrapped his wound with a handkerchief. An action that inexplicably makes Naya feel the heart began to act— berbabuh tighter. He pulled his hand but Ken wouldn't let it.

"Wear this first. Later at home we treat," said Ken.

Naya just nodded while looking down. The two walked out of the mall. However, as the parking lot was a bit far away, Ken asked Naya to wait for him.

Naya agreed, she stood quietly alone before the four men came. The men surrounded while putting on ambiguous smiles.

Naya starts shaking, she intends to run but her hands are blocked by one of the men. "Where are you going, beautiful?" tanyakanya. Three other men chuckled.

Naya pulled a hand. He's backtracking. His eyes were carefully staring at the four men in turn.

"You who? What do you want?"