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 hobbled over. The young girl felt an excruciating pain in her groin area."Where am I," Sira muttered, looking around. There were only roads and trees in Sira's vision."Why is my fate so bad." Sira sat down limply. Her memory was still fresh of how the billionaire had cruelly taken her virginity. Then afterward, without taking responsibility, Sira was dumped in the middle of nowhere."Oh my God. Why don't you just speed up my death," the young girl complained several times. She really couldn't stand the torture that had always come and gone.Sira wept bitterly. The young girl had no sense of direction and no idea where she was. Along the way there were only trees and weeds. Sira had been completely abandoned by Damian, the billionaire."Make sure that girl suffers. Make her end her life right now," Damian said speaking to someone."Okay. I've made sure that girl won't find her way home."Damian laughed with satisfaction. Although she was only an adopted child. Sira also felt the
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
After a long debate, the owner of the nightspot was finally willing to accommodate Sira, even if it was just to help out."Alright. I'm doing this for you, otherwise how could I accept a seedy girl like her," the woman said with a sarcastic tone pointing at Sira. The girl didn't mind that, she was used to insults and diatribes. Because Sira had never been respected by anyone."No problem, ma'am. I'll do whatever you tell me to do," Sira said downcast. She really needed the job. Even if it was just being a dishwasher. That would not be a problem for Sira."Listen. Don't you need someone for the kitchen? That's why I brought this girl, please help her," the hitman said pleadingly. Sira didn't expect the hitman to help her to this point."Thank you, one day I will repay your kindness," Sira was touched. It turned out that in the world she lived in there were still good people left, that's how Sira thought."Alright. I'll hire her in the kitchen," the woman finally agreed to hire Sira."T
“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
Roy and Sira had separate workplaces. Roy worked as a bartender, which obviously put him in the front. While Sira was just a low-level employee assigned to the kitchen. "Thank goodness, Chef hasn't arrived yet," said Sira, relieved because the chef in the kitchen seemed to be later than her. "You must have woken up late," said a middle-aged man who suddenly appeared behind Sira. The girl tiptoed a little in surprise, "Sorry Chef. I won't do it again next time," replied Sira quickly. Her head was lowered, honestly she was very scared of the chef who seemed cold. "It's up to you. You better finish your work quickly before Mrs. Liem goes to angry," said the chef while taking a knife, preparing to slice the meat. Sira nodded obediently, although she didn't seem to care, but the chef secretly observed Sira's movements and felt sorry for Sira's fate in his heart. "You're the same age as my daughter, but your fate is really unfortunate," thought the chef as he continued his work. Ther
“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
Sira gripped her cell phone tightly. She still couldn't believe the amount of money Mrs. Liem had transferred.“Is this for real?” she muttered with her hands shaking slightly. She repeatedly looked at the account balance on her phone screen.“It's like a dream!” she said over and over again, even patting her cheeks.“No, it's not. This is real. I can't believe it!” she shouted in a very happy voice. Sira was still muttering to herself. She even tiptoed around like a child. Roy who was next to her was surprised.“You look like you're having fun?” Roy asked with a curious face.“You should see this. I just got a lot of treasure,” replied Sira with an equally happy voice.Roy frowned, “Treasure? Your words are too ambiguous, Sira.” Roy was getting more and more clueless. But Sira hurriedly pulled Roy's hand away.“I'll treat you to a meal until you're satisfied. Let's quickly show you a good place to eat,” said Sira pulling Roy's hand without being awkward.Roy felt a little strange abo