The Virgin Girl Belongs to the Master
Coercing.

"You have a mouth, right? Why don't you ever talk? Am I not good? I always look forward to changing your attitude. Where is the attitude of the brave girl who was in the cafe first? When will I see you pass this way? Do I need to use the new violence you understand?" mike's Cecar. His voice is no longer friendly.

Gegas Naya shook her head. He didn't want to make Mike angry.

"I'm sorry, I'm not gonna be like that anymore. I will change" replied Naya.

"good. This is Mike's new favorite. Go to the spa. Prepare yourself for tonight because we have to go somewhere."

"All right."

Mike smiled. He landed a light kiss on Naya's lips. Now the distance between the two faces is so close.

"Did I ever tell you that you're getting prettier now?"

Mike deliberately cleared his voice, he then stood up straight and grinned. Strangely when he was about to step away suddenly Naya stopped. Mike until speechless in disbelief, his eyebrows even went up next door.

"Why? Would you like more?" seductive Mike while glancing briefly at his hand that has been held Naya.

Gegas Naya shook her head, and again the rage made Mike even more anxious. He leaned back and flanked Naya's cheeks with two hands. "Say, what's wrong?" he asked, that look was so shady.

"Will I go to the spa before I go to the hospital?"

"To the hospital? Mike investigated Naya's facial features, then again said, "Do you want to see her?"

Naya hesitated. Although he had not been able to forgive his biological father, still he wanted to see even for a moment.

Mike looked silent. She looked up at Naya who looked up to see her.

"I'm just a moment and I won't be messing around" Naya said again.

"Good, go. Don't you take it long."

Naya nodded happily. Mike who saw it was getting speechless. Naya is like a goddess in her eyes. It's just too cowardly.

'I swear to whatever I will never let you go. You're mine, Naya. I'll make you strong. You're my woman, I won't let anyone bully you.' Mike monologue. He grinned and left from there.

***

"Miss Dina, this is her breakfast" said a middle-aged waiter. He placed a bowl of warm porridge on the nightstand slowly. Suddenly unexpectedly Dina screamed loudly and slammed the bowl until it broke and spilled.

"Miss Dina!" hardik Mala is behind the waiter. He got closer to the side of the bed and saw Dina who was like a madman. "Otherwise this time? Miss has done this three times. Is Miss not hungry?"

Firmly, Mala's narration makes the chaotic Dina— messy hair and puffy eyes—hift.

"Does anyone want to eat? If so please mention it," continued Mala politely but clearly the look on her face exuded annoyance.

"I don't want to eat! I want him! Where the hell is he? Why did you never get in here? Didn't he see me this bad because of his ex?" dina Cecar. He looks growled.

"Young Master Mike is in the office. He was busy and didn't get here. So please cooperate. Eat ...."

"I can't afford this, Ma'am. How could he ignore me when I love everything? I want him to care about me. Give me a minute. Love me my affection."

Mala sighed in annoyance. Just this time meeting a woman has no shame like Dina. Though only a mistress, but her style is like a hostess.

Exhaling ever longer, Mala also said to Dina who looked more chaotic. "I'll ask the waiter to make a new porridge. Then Miss Dina better rest. I'm saying goodbye."

After Mala died, Dina returned hysterically. A bruised face and painful bones do not necessarily make him feel pain. His heart is now the most painful. Mike didn't see it at all. Only the doctors and aides were taking care of him in that room.

Suddenly the thought of a chaotic flashback to some time ago. Naya was hospitalized. He remembered how much Mike cared about the girl.

"No, this can't be ignored. I need to see him. I should take him if I'm the only woman. I'm the only one who pantes near him and not Naya. Yeah, I gotta get there."

Even though Dina was finally able to stand up. He changed his clothes and made up his mind to Mike's office.

Go to—Abraham Group. Dina who was wearing a mask, black hat and long sleeves looked up at how towering the building was. The beauty that made him desperate to get Mike.

"I should be able to make him mine. I can't lose to that snot girl" murmured Dina. He grins.

However, the evil smile was gone when a message notification was caught. His eyebrows even frowned violently upon seeing the message of the new number. There is also an address.

[Come here this. This is the house I gave you. Go first. I will follow later. From your girlfriend, Mike.]

Dina reflexes screamed, she pranced and held a taxi.

***

Well, Mike really love Dina's house?

Dina Visual.

Jordanian.

Malas.

Barrels.

Dah lunas ya visual. heheh.

btw like Don't forget. See you tomorrow again.