The Virgin Girl Belongs to the Master
Bawdy psychopath.

Hearing that Naya's eyes immediately rounded.Suddenly she raised her head and ventured to look at the person who said—laki named Mike.

Seconds

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

Nihil, no matter how hard Naya thought she still could not recognize the man before. He really did not remember ever meeting or having problems with that arguably perfect man. He has a clean face, a sharp nose, thick eyebrows, a firm jaw and a tall body.

Not only that, the slightly bangy hair made him seem charming but arrogant at the same time.

Pinched her thighs hard, Naya regained consciousness from the straying thoughts that had filled the brain. Isn't it urgent now? Why think about the physicality of others?

Swallowing her saliva, Naya looked back at Laura who was also looking at her in astonishment.

"What'sthis? You guys know each other?" ask Laura.

Naya flinch, while Mike just thins his lips.

"Hoo, looks like you guys are indeed a match. Yeah good then," continued Laura. He chuckles a little. "Oiya, so how's Mr Mike? Are we ...."

Mike raised his right hand without looking away from Naya, with an ambiguous smile he said, "I agree. This transaction .. I like it."

Laura smiled with satisfaction. While Naya was getting scared on her face. He had actually been sold and bought at the same time and unfortunately was unfolding in plain sight.

Mike moved his four knuckles, and a grown man not far from them stood close, and bowed obediently in front of Mike. "Yes, Young Master."

"Jordan, please take Miss Laura to the study. Do what I told you yesterday" said Mike, who again did not turn his eyes away from Naya.

The Jordan. He was obedient.

Mike smiled and looked at Laura. "I'm actually a little surprised by the grille you said the other day. I also wondered why I agreed. Money is not a big thing for me. What matters is that I am happy. And now ...." Mike paused his words and his gaze on Naya grew even more intense. "I don't regret agreeing."

"Thank you Mike. You are young, competent and can do everything. I promise I won't disappoint. This is a special business transaction I have ever done. And I will never forget this kindness," Laura replied. He smiled back with satisfaction and reached out to Mike.

Mike welcomes Laura's hand. "Talk about everything the same as my assistant. He already understands what he has to do, so I don't think it's necessary for me to explain the point. Everything is in our contract. Later Jordan who will explain anything that will be accepted by Bu Laura and what should be obeyed Miss Laura."

"Thank you, Mr. Mike. You're a human being."

Laura smiled kindly. After that she looked at Naya and unreservedly rubbed her hair. "Good with Mike. He's the savior of our family business and he's the hero to your comatose father."

Naya could only clench her hands. He growls. Really, he felt this was unfair. A silver has never enjoyed the results of the family's wealth but now it must be a tumbal.

"If that's how Auntie goes first," continued Laura while landing a light kiss on Naya's head. Like a darling, but not. The woman had no sense of pity at all.

While Naya, she can only hiss because she can't do anything. He let go of Laura by holding back the emotions that were exploding.

Silent. Mike was still staring at Naya who was looking at Laura's departure with sharp eyes. But he doesn't care. Since the beginning of meeting at the cafe he had already liked the girl. He is in silence to find out Naya's identity.

Luckily the girl came alone and was now in front.

"I really didn't think we'd see each other again" Mike repeated.

Naya. He was again surprised by Mike's statement. The man in black had to think hard.

"What does Om mean? Do we know each other? Have we met?" cecar Naya's.

But Mike did not answer, he actually surrounded Naya's body and noticed a beautiful knee-length dress that wrapped the girl's body, then clucked. Sounds not happy. "Don't call me Om. Did I marry your aunt?"

"Call me Sir. Do you know what the reason is?" mike asked with emphasis.

Naya sighed resignedly and then nodded slowly. He has been sold, automatically the same degree as a slave.

"Honestly, I liked your courage and your looks this afternoon. Your performance now makes me disappointed," said Mike who made Naya gawk.

'Wait first. Last noon? Whatdoes thatmean? Is he not a stalker? But since when? And how can it be? Besides, didn't Kak Ken say that the purpose of him changing my appearance was because of this guy? But why would you want the opposite now?' Naya keeps on beating. Mike still surrounds him.

"Can you tell me what that means, sir? We ever meet? Since ... when? What Master?" Naya stopped the word. His mind was on Mario. "What Mr ...."

"Oiya," interrupted Mike without caring about Naya's words just now. She crossed her arms and leaned against the wall near where Bonsai Sang Shohin was. Small bonsai with a size of only about 10 cm.

"Have you come here out of your own desire?" continue again

Naya did not answer. He nodded in nervousness. Should he admit that he is the one who resigned to enter the illegal buying and selling circle between Mike and Laura?

Mike thinned his lips. "Keep, do you know why you came here?" mike again. He put both hands in his pants pocket.

Naya nodded slowly.

"Great boy. Are you being threatened?" mike asked again, his pupils dilated. Looks like a psychopath who is excited because he hears the suffering of others.

Naya nodded, hoping Mike would pity her. But the opposite, which he found the man actually smiled.

"I don't care how you got here. That's none of my business. You are clearly now mine."

Naya gulps. Mike is very different from Ken. Every word Mike somehow made him freeze. Moreover, the emphasis of the word he had just heard. Suddenly he felt shivering for no reason.

"Why? Are you scared?" ask Mike again. His smile is back.

Naya quiet. He's looking down deeper.

"I don't know what kind of complicated relationship you have with Laura. But I obviously like this exchange. You're beautiful, you're young and attractive."

Instead of blushing, Naya glared. Without hesitation he raised a cynical gaze. Unfortunately, Mike's response was just a laugh. He clapped. Just this time someone glared at him that sharp.

"Come on. Don't be so serious. Although I like sweet women like you but I am still normal. In addition to capital I am also moral," said Mike while scanning Naya's chest.

Again, Naya flashed a cynical look. He even crossed his arms to both chests. The man's words and actions were opposite.

'Bermoral? Are there moral people who buy people?' batin Naya dongkol's.

Mike was laughing again. "Oiya, do you know how much your father's company owes you?"

Naya's expression changed drastically, she lowered her head and shook her head.

"Ten billion" said Mike, who made Naya again raise her head quickly. She's in shock.

"S-ten billion?" reload Naya.

"Yes. Actually that money is not too big for the size of the Rain Company. I'm sure your father's company's month-long profits are already more than that. But do you know, the bigger the company the easier it is to destroy it. The key is just one .. gossip. Everything gets messy just because of the skewed assumption. No wonder Laura is willing to sell her stepson," said Mike.

Naya gulps. Apparently Mike knew his origins.

So cleared his throat. Mike went to the table in the room and poured the drink into the glass. It's a deep red. Naya guess it's wine.

Mike approached Naya again and played the glass in hand. He looked at the girl. "Are you still a virgin?"