Sweet Girl For A Ruthless Billionaire

Sira, a teenage girl was curled up in the corner of the bed. Her position was not favorable. The shirt she was wearing was partially torn."Please, I'm just a little girl. I don't know anything about my father's work." The girl pleaded; she knelt down to ask the man in front of her for mercy.The man's gaze was intense. In his left hand was an expensive shiny pants belt. His posture was tall and well-built, his facial lines hard with a very masculine aura. He was the owner of one of the largest companies in the world."Isn't your name Sira?""You know, your father has harmed several subsidiaries that I am managing." The man whose name was unknown was getting closer to Sira. The girl grew pale, her heartbeat quickening"Please don't kill me. I don't know anything," Sira said, closing her eyes. The thought of being tortured crossed her mind."It hurts, please let go!" Sira cried out loudly, her eyes closed. She bit her lip unconsciously."This is the result of what your father did. You

Sira blinked her eyes a few times. The girl adjusted to the lighting in the room."Room? Where am I?" Sira wondered. She immediately got up and sat down. Staring around, the trauma instantly returned. Sira staggered back, the room was clearly similar to the room where Damian had kept her."There's no way I'm going back to Damian's house," Sira muttered warily. Damian's torture had traumatized Sira. The girl was very afraid of having to deal with Damian again.Suddenly the door opened, a man in a neat suit appeared. The man was a little old but still looked fresh.Sira immediately looked down, the person was clearly different from Damian. The girl again imagined that she would be tortured like before."I'm sorry. Have I done something wrong?" asked Sira still looking down. She did not dare to look at the man in front of her."No, no. I was a hitman ordered by Lisa." The man answered immediately. He observed Sira from top to bottom.Sira trembled when she realized that the man in front

“Sira,” Damian muttered softly, which Sira had the misfortune to hear. The girl immediately took a few steps back. Sira ignored Nonya Liem's sharp gaze. Sira backed away slowly, her eyes still on Damian, and vice versa. Damian stood up, Sira was getting scared, she tried to reach the door handle that was right behind her. Her mind was now filled with plans to escape from in front of Damian. “Shouldn't you be dead? Who saved you?” Damian's words managed to make Sira freeze in place. Her hands trembled even more, she didn't know what to do, her body felt heavy to move. Damian's footsteps were getting closer, Sira could only surrender. Little by little, Sira's hand finally grasped the door handle in front of her. Sira tried her best to open the door in front of her, but Damian's body first locked her small body. Damian's breath was even clearly in Sira's ear. The girl was getting scared. “Please don't bother me again. Didn't I give you important information?” Sira said with trembling

“What did I just do?” thought Sira a second later after successfully spitting on Damian's handsome face. Damian was silent, his face red with anger.“I didn't mean to,” Sira's words were cut short. Damian's hand firmly gripped Sira's shoulder.“This time, you're really going to suffer!” Damian snapped, then pushed Sira's body roughly onto the sofa.Sira's body bounced off the sofa. Damian's eyes looked like an angry demon. Sira staggered back, knowing what Damian would do. Sure enough, Damian undid his belt and prepared to hit Sira.“You're scared, aren't you?” said Damian as he approached Sira, swinging his belt in the air.Sira lowered her face. She clenched her hands tightly. Strengthening her heart, so as not to be weak in front of Damian.“You think I'm scared? I've had my fill of torture? Do you think I'm afraid of your torture?” Sira retorted standing up, looking Damian square in the eyes.Damian was very surprised by Sira's overly bold reaction. Even for a few seconds, Damian

Roy and Sira were already in front of the rental house Roy had talked about. The place was quite clean and a little cool.“Is this the place?” Sira confirmed, while looking at Roy's face, whose face was a little doubtful.“I think it is. I forgot a little. So it doesn't matter if we ask the owner,” Roy replied scratching his unruly head.Sira nodded, she understood. Maybe Roy had looked for a place to live a few years ago, of course he would easily forget.“But where can we find the owner,” said Sira feeling confused. Roy was equally confused. He just realized with Sira's question.Before that, the man came towards them. He was wearing a special uniform, probably one of the guards of the rental house.“Who are you looking for?” Asked the man with a slightly friendly face. But it was clear that he didn't like the arrival of Sira and Roy.“Do you know the owner of this rental house. We'll ask about the details,” Roy replied with a wide smile. Trying to be friendly in front of the old ma