The Virgin Girl Belongs to the Master
Gradually exhausted.

"You're teasing me on purpose?"

"Mr Mike .. please don't do this ...."

Naya begged half whining, she also thrashed, but still lost strength. Mike possessively hugged his waist so tightly that he could not move. Not only that, Mike has also been successful in giving a slightly purplish red mark on his chest.

It's not enough to get there. As if he had been lulled down and drunk, Mike wanted to ask for more. It's very eager to let go of something that's bi-monthly this is blowing great. Want to let go of the desire that lodged in the mind every adjacent to Naya.

"T-lord ...."

Naya flinched back, her gaze implying fear. There is even water lodged in the eye fertilizers that are ready to spill at any time.

However, Mike grinned. He who has fogged desire is ready to pounce. Unfortunately, Naya held her lips with her hands. Not only that, Naya also reflexively brushed off the hand of Mike who had just touched his face.

"Lord!"

Mike snarled, the eager look that had enveloped his entire eyes collapsed instantly changing with anger. He's got Naya's hand. "Do you know that I don't like to be fought the most?" he continued a little loud.

Naya trembled, in addition to enduring the fear she was also enduring the pain in the wrist. With only the slightest courage he said, "But you promised me you wouldn't touch me before I was twenty."

Mike's face changed again. He slipped off the embrace on Naya's waist as well as the grip on the wrist. Of course the opportunity was used Naya as best as possible. Hurry him up and get away from Mike.

"Your year's three weeks away, right?" ask her in an unfriendly tone at all. His jaw even hardened and Naya understood that.

Subjecting fear, Naya also agreed with Mike's words. He really hoped this time Mike would let go.

One sec.

Two seconds.

Three seconds.

Sighs resigned. Mike rubbed his face violently then looked at Naya who was also looking at him with teary eyes.

"Alright, go. Go there," throw Mike out while shaking his hand.

From his tone Naya knew that Mike was sulking. However, he did not want to bother. Spring he twists the heel.

Honey, not yet stepped up, Mike hugged her from behind. The trembling Naya was certainly getting more restless, the tears that had been held back even spilled without notice. Not to mention Mike's breath so real hit the neck niche. He's scared, really.

Silent, for a split second Naya pegged. She couldn't move at all because Mike was holding her very tightly. The man even casually rubbed his belly wrapped in a dress.

Lirih ... sound is a combination of fear and alert. The nervousness increased when Mike landed a warm kiss on the right neck.

"Don't be afraid, I always keep my promises. But I also never forgive. So get your physical ready in three weeks. I want to devour you to the end. And at that time, I will not be merciful. I'll do anything to your body."

Bak gets an electric shock, Naya can only peck with her lips vibrating. Just imagining it makes the whole body freeze. Will her virginity soon be snatched away by a man like Mike?

Naya shuddered, but luckily Mike's embrace slowly loosened and detached. He turned Naya's body back until their eyes met.

"Remember, Naya. Everything in your body I bought. So don't dodge anymore. Take good care of yourself before that time comes," continued Mike.

Brave to fear, Naya nodded and responded to Mike with a demonic smile. Surprisingly the man rubbed Naya's head while saying, "Now go to sleep. Remember, don't lock it because it's useless, I can definitely get in. Now go to sleep first. There's something I want to do."

Naya gulps. Nanar she looked at Mike whose aura had changed. Not like an asshole but like a loving person. However, that astonished look changed as Mike leaned in suddenly. Naya.

"Why are you still standing? You want us to continue with that one?" ask Mike while grinning. His eyebrows even went up next door. Like a basket-eyed bastard.

"No, no. It's not. If that's what I'm sorry," Naya replied quickly. He took a few steps back and was about to open the door, but was shocked when a servant stood in front of him with a tray in hand.

"Dina?"

Dina smile. "Young Master is there?"

Naya who was holding the handle instantly widened the door. "There, but you want to nga—"

Not even Naya had time to finish the word, Dina had already first barged past him with a slight bump on their shoulders. He also took a quick glance at Naya. The glances are visible .. cynical.

'Why him?' inner Naya. He who was in the doorway was clearly confused especially when he saw Dina unceasingly approaching Mike and offering tea.

In silence Naya saw them. He noticed Dina's different movements. She knew Dina because the girl was the housekeeper who always helped her. And now there's clearly something different. Although not familiar but Naya realized there was a big change and there was a veiled intention behind her, from gestures, gazes, smiles, clothes to the scent of perfume. Totally suspicious.

"Darling!"

Mike's voice in the room jolted. Naya is back.

"Why are you still standing there? If you want tea, there's still left over here" Mike continued, smiling faintly. "Atau .. if you want to continue the previous one can also."

Naya's eyes bulged, her thunders shook her head and went straight from there.

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