The Virgin Girl Belongs to the Master

The Virgin Girl Belongs to the Master
Don't refuse. Just enjoy.


Ken drove the vehicle at an above average speed. He really wanted to meet Sean. Sean wants to help her. Hope about happiness for the future also fills the mind. Really, he couldn't wait to get Naya again.


However, a honking sound from behind disperse. Ken glanced from the rearview mirror. He also cursed because the poultice was right, it was the car of Laura's bodyguards.


There's no other way but gas. Ken bet using life. He didn't want Laura to get any more out of her way. At least this is what he has to do in order to repay Burhan and save Naya.


Strange, after a while the chasing car chases suddenly turn in the other direction. Ken who realized it was a little relieved. He wants to slow down the vehicle. But it felt like something was wrong, the vehicle did not slow down and the brakes did not work either. Ken panicked but still tried to calm down, unfortunately suddenly the highlight of the car lights from the opposite direction which was only a few meters away made him shocked.


Ken lost control. To avoid a collision he slammed the steering wheel. He then slammed and fell. The leg was hit by the motor body—BMW R1200GS— so that it made him dragged as far as ten meters before finally releasing and rolling several times. His head hit the shoulder of the road.


Ken can't move. Can't make a sound let alone scream. His body feels crumpled. Sick, it feels amazing. Never defined. The pain penetrated the bones, squeezing the internal organs. Only his eyes were able to operate out water. In my mind there is only the word dead.


In a dying state like that seemed a few pairs of legs approaching. Ken's view blurred. Blood came out of the head, nose and mouth.


Even so he couldn't give up. Naya, he wants to free Naya. With all her might she raised her hand, her mouth trembling wanting to ask for help. However, no sound was heard.


It's just that instead of helping, the people there actually robbed the backpack on the body. Ken resigned, he could not move and could only see a few pairs of black-shoeed legs began to move away.


Between conscious and not, Ken who felt his legs crumble felt his phone vibrate. More than once. But Ken had no energy to move. His eyes slowly blinked. The view began to blur, soon so .. dark.


Meanwhile, at Mike's house, Naya keeps calling Ken's number. He was standing by the window. The feeling is really bad. He can't even sleep when the time has shown at two in the morning.


"Sir Ken .. please answer. Where are you? You're all right, aren't you? Please answer, Brother ...."


Naya muttered softly. The feeling was really bad since the cross-section incident that Laura had done earlier this afternoon. He goes back and forth to call the number Ken gave him, but nothing. There is absolutely no answer.


"Sir .. please, answer."


"Why are you standing there?"


Sontak Naya flips over. His eyes were round when he knew who was reprimanding him. Mike stood up and looked at her suspiciously.


"Why did you wake up?" ask Mike again.


Naya who hid the phone behind her back instantly looked for a way. He began to fumble around the objects on the table, then slipped his phone there. Not only that, so as not to be suspected he also approached slowly towards Mike. The point is don't let Mike know what he just did.


"What are you doing?" repeat Mike for the umpteenth time. His face showed displeasure.


Suddenly, Mike's face changed drastically. He smiled faintly then directed their eyes to meet each other. "You're too good for human measure, Naya. Why do you think of him? Didn't you know that he would hurt you several times? He once gave pepper to the food you cooked at that time."


Naya's eyes were round, she really couldn't believe it. Immediately flashback memories to that time. When Mike refused to eat even though it was made to order.


"And do you also know that he made the scenario, he slandered you as if you had a relationship with a man named Jeff?" timpal Mike again.


Again, Naya's eyes rounded wider. "Don't you say Bella was the mastermind? How did she become Dina?"


"Oh, don't think about it. That's the price he has to pay for doing evil."


"But his legs ... his future?"


"Leave it, perhaps with a disability once he understands what it means to appreciate. What effect does it have if you are spiteful."


Naya sculpting. Even though Dina sucks but still why can it be that close?


"Now we sleep again "


Mike leads Naya back to the side of the bed, lies down and covers Naya, who is wearing a thin langerie. Yeah, the langerie that Mike bought up to a closet. From the transparent models, nets, lace and others.


"So what's the fate if you leave the hospital?" ask Naya. He turned his head and looked at Mike who was also staring at him.


"Not how. Later from the hospital I will ask Jordan to take him to his hometown. It's better than house. I'm afraid you're her food."


"But ...."


"That's it. Don't think of anyone else who doesn't think of you. Now we better get some more sleep."


Mike got closer. He hugged Naya and rubbed her back. Strange, the caress was getting down and down again. Naya who felt bad feeling immediately looked up and found Mike who was grinning.


"Don't nolak. Just enjoy it."


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Btw I can't be absent. Who read this story at what age?