The Virgin Girl Belongs to the Master
Iri.

'What is this? Tumben rame?' Naya nodded down the stairs. She is already beautiful in casual clothes—long jeans with a regular t-shirt top—near Jordan who is directing some people towards the guest room. The men carried a lot of women's equipment, from dresses, heels, bags and other accessories.

"Sir Jordan, who's this for?" naya asked in front of Jordan. Jordan, who was busy directing some people to the guest room on the ground floor, stopped immediately.

"Are we going to have guests?" ask Naya again. His forehead is a little bit. He began to worry that later someone would know the situation and status in the house.

"Not Miss, this is not for guests, but ...."

"For me," interrupted someone from behind. Of course Naya and Jordan looked for the direction of the voice and saw Dina with a haughty face approaching them.

Stupefied, Naya did not even blink at seeing the girl who was a few years older than her.

How not, the girl is not as usual—who will always wear a typical black uniform maid a.k.a household assistant. Now Dina looks very beautiful and graceful with a knee-length red dress wrapped around her body. Her hair is different too. If it is usually carried out now it is actually scattered with a little wavy. Really significant change.

"D-dina .. is this for you?" ask Naya to repeat. He's trying to digest. Instantly the memory of last night airs in the head. Nanar Naya saw Dina.

"Are you the same Mr. Mike ...."

"Yes, why? Is something wrong?" sidelines Dina with her chin slightly raised. Looks haughty and annoying.

"But, Dina ... you ...."

Again, Naya's words stopped because Jordan cleared his throat. Mike's assistant accidentally interrupted their speaker.

"If no one wants Miss Naya to ask again, may I excuse you? There's still a lot to do" Jordan said.

Naya and Dina fell silent. That opportunity Jordan took to rewind the pace and get out of there. However, he turned back a few seconds. An unusual aura caught his net. Naya and Dina clearly disagree.

Suddenly Mike's words last night air in Jordan's mind. He remembers Mike coming to his room last night while he was lying down.

"Jordan, take care of all the women's equipment tomorrow, bring it up and arrange everything in the guest room."

Jordan, who was already standing straight, was of course confused. However, he did not dare to ask. He just agreed, nodded and then looked back at Mike who was leaning on the door of his room.

"Dina, prepare for him" continued Mike, smoking a cigarette.

"Dina, Mala's men," Mike explained flatly. "I've heard all this time he's been serving the girl. So now prepare everything for him."

"But Young Master. It's not too risky to put them in one house. Fear it later ...."

"I know what you think Jordan is. I'm not really interested in women either. But I need him for some plan. So just do what I tell you to do" Mike said. Mike's domineering aura emanated clearly until Jordan could only bow obediently and agree with the words.

"And again, take care of Naya. Watch him from a distance. Dina, that girl is sneaky. He's ambitious. But I still want to see him face off against Naya. I want to see Naya's other side. He's too timid" explained Mike, then smiled mysteriously. "We see how patient Naya is. And how Dina provoked him."

Jordan scolded. Honestly, he's worried. If you look between Naya and Dina, obviously Naya will lose. Besides being young, Naya also had no guts. Just what Mike thought.

However, he would still watch over the two women from a distance.

While Naya and Dina, the two are still meeting each other. Naya gave a look of pity while Dina was full of hateful gazes. The term nut forget skin may be a fitting thing to describe Dina's current attitude. He boldly glared at Naya and showed a grin.

"Din, is this you're sure of? You're the Young Master's mistress?"

"Yes, I'm a woman. Wh why? You surprised? Accept it? Or envious of me?" babble Dina. Snippy.

"What did you say? I'm envious?" repeat Naya while pointing at yourself.

"Yes. You're envious, aren't you? Now you're not the only big lady here."

Naya fell silent, she did not know what to respond to. Honestly, he was a little surprised by Dina's change. The girl who was usually polite and always looked down when faced with him now changed drastically, or maybe this was how he had been, haughty, arrogant and cunning.

"Why bengong?" continued Dina. He grins. "Are you thinking of a way to get rid of me? I'll tell you yes, I won't lose to you. And don't be envious either."

Naya exhaled slowly. He held Dina's hand. However, as fast as lightning Dina brushed him aside.

"Not touch. We're not as level. Hear it!"

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