
Nisha did not know at this time Alexander would take himself where, because Nisha did not recognize the road that Alexander was going. Along the way, Alexander never stopped reminding Nisha not to fail in doing the work. If this fails, Alexander will send Nisha to hell.
"Remember, this is the biggest project. Make sure you can do it well. I'm sure the old man will cooperate with me if you serve him well. Give her the best service. But before that, we should stop by the boutique first to change your garishly covered clothes like this. How would that old bastard be interested in you if you look like this."
"Actually what kind of work should I do that I should change my clothes?" Nisha ventured to ask about what work would be done later.
Alexander laughed softly. At first he glanced at Nisha. "Are you really so innocent? Well if you don't know what job you're going to do later I'll tell you now. You have to serve a man in bed. But before that you have to make sure in advance if the man signs the cooperation contract letter. Do you know how to work in bed? If I work then it will be your turn to work. Show your passion. If you succeed in making him satisfied, then I will set you free. Hows it? Don't you want to be free?"
Nisha shook her head immediately. "No. I don't want to! I'll work whatever it is, but don't tell me to do the job. I don't want to. Please, Sir." Nisha appeals to Alexander, hoping the man has a change of heart.
"Who do you think you can refuse what I want. You need to remember again, you've bought me so you must obey me!"
Eyes that feel hot are no longer able to stem tears. Slowly the clear grains came down wetting Nisha's cheeks. Somehow Nisha was able to get out of my grasp Alexander, the evil man with no conscience. Even though last night Alexander had saved himself from the abuse committed by someone on him. Then why now Alexander would instead send it to a man.
"Sir, please. I can do other work to make money, but please don't send me to that guy. I don't want to, Sir. Please."
Alexander did not care about Nisha's request, because at this time the project was more important than Nisha who was a nobody. Even Alexander did not care about Nisha's cries at all.
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"Short-wear! Don't let us be late!" Alexander drags Nisha's hand into the dressing room. However, Nisha was adamant about her stance. He did not want to wear the clothes of Alexander's choice.
"No sir, please."
"Servant!" alexander exclaimed as he called the waiter in the boutique. "Help him to wear these clothes!" Alexander gave the clothes in his hand to one of the servants who had approached him.
"Don't be long because!" tell the waiter before the waiter goes into the dressing room.
"Ready, Sir."