The Virgin Girl Belongs to the Master
Kidnaps.

Even so, still if he had to move to a man's house, he did not have great guts. Who knows what will happen in the future. Anything can happen when men and women are in one room.

Shuddering in horror, Naya rolled her lazy eyes and made Ken who had been patient and silent to see her behavior become a little furious. "Miss, can come with me now. We don't have much time."

"Emoh, ogah, don't want to, why?" reply Naya while shaking her head.

Unexpectedly, it turns out that Ken has been squatting. In a matter of seconds and a single jolt, Naya who had fought back was already on her shoulders. The man shouldered Naya without feeling any significant fatigue even though Naya was clearly thrashing.

"Sister Ken. Lepassin! I don't want to come!"

Naya's shout echoed again, no matter how many times. However, Ken has no intention of letting go. He continued to carry Naya as if Naya was a sack of rice. Moreover, Naya's body that is not too contained makes it easy to step towards the terrace.

Uncommanded, a well-built man opens a car for Ken.

"Aw! Brother Ken what the fuck, anyway? Pain ...." Naya whimpering.

Unfortunately, Ken again abandoned and instead put a seat belt on Naya's body. He looked at the girl.

Such a close position made Naya become nervous in silence. Dark irises suddenly move wildly because although flat-faced when viewed from a close distance Ken looks so handsome.

Pounding once, Naya turned her gaze outside the car window. "Did you see me like that? Do I have a debt?" his snoring while holding back so that it does not look obvious if he is nervous.

Ken let out a long sigh, he took his face away and got into the car by another lane. However, not to start the engine, a tap on the window made Ken had to delay and actually lower the window almost half.

"Why?" asked Ken flatly to the knocker who was none other than one of the fat men who took Naya last night. It looks like a professional bodyguard.

"Sir Ken, where is Miss Naya going? We assigned Ms. Laura to look after him and she can't get out of this house."

"Calm down, I asked him for permission. And he doesn't dispute. This is also for our plan."

'The plan?' Naya monologues, her pupils dilated. Now it was Ken's turn to frighten him. 'What do they really want?' naya again.

"Then do we need to come?" ask the bodyguard again.

Ken looked at Naya. The expression of fear clearly caught his net. He grinned and then looked back at the man. "No need, I can take care of him."

"But, Sir."

"That's it. We only have five more days. So don't hold me down because you know what the director's gonna do."

Within a second the expression of the man outside the car changed. He took a few steps back and then looked down. Ken again closed the car window and out of the yard of the luxury house Laura with the same facial expression—tep flat.

Somehow Naya who was chatty and wanted to be released became silent in an instant. He felt Ken was more terrible than Laura.

"W-Where are we going?" ask Naya. Her lips trembled slightly but still tried to hide the fear.

The car stopped, Ken fixedly looked at Naya who began to look agitated, then reached into her pants pocket when she felt a vibration. He answered the phone without taking his eyes off Naya.

Sighing softly, Ken cleared his throat after a few seconds of silence. He gets word that Mike apparently likes short-haired girls. Worth Naya's hairdo today.

"All right, I'll be right there with him" said Ken resigned.