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 pain of her father's actions. "I don't care what her status is, right now she's still connected to Mario. I swear I'll take all of his family's lives," Damian muttered as he clenched his fists. The man felt absolutely no guilt for torturing and forcibly taking Sira's virginity. Suddenly, the door to Damian's office was forced open. Lisa appeared from behind the door. She looked disheveled, like she'd been in a fight. Damian only raised one eyebrow, staring at Lisa indifferently. "Damian!" Lisa shouted angrily. The woman was still at the door, not taking a step. Her breathing was ragged like she wanted to kill someone. "You! What are you doing behind my back? Why would you fuck that slut! Where is that bitch!" Lisa's screams filled the entire room. Her emotional voice echoed in Damian's office. "Is that all you have to say?" asked Damian unconcernedly. The man chose to stare back at his tablet screen. Busy with something. Seeing Damian's seemingly unconcerned response, Lisa grew increasingly angry. She walked into Damian's office and slammed everything she saw. Within seconds, Damian's room turned into a broken ship. Lisa's breathing was ragged, while Damian tried to hold back his emotions. He took a deep breath. "What exactly do you want? Aren't I free to fuck anyone?" Damian stood up, he stared intently at Lisa who was in front of him. "Free to fuck anyone? You can't. I can't take this!" Lisa stepped closer to Damian's body and gripped his shoulders firmly. Damian just made a face of indifference. "Remember Damian! You belong to me." Lisa brought her face closer to Damian's. "You're wrong Lisa. I don't belong to anyone. I'm free to do whatever I want. We don't have a relationship anyway," Damian whispered firmly. "One more thing, I've never loved you. It's just that I pity you for always whining like a child." Damian whispered in Lisa's ear with a winning smile. Lisa was instantly silent. What Damian had just said made her very surprised. She had never thought that Damian had only felt sorry for her all this time. Lisa's hands clenched tightly after Damian's departure from her office. "I will not give up. You are only mine. No other woman can have your heart, Damian." Lisa bit her lip, the woman looked hurt. Feeling and looking a mess, Lisa walked out of Damian's office. The image of Damian making love to Sira made Lisa's heart ache again. "How could that slut make love to Damian. What has she done to tempt Damian," Lisa said as she left. She intended to find Sira's whereabouts. "The damn woman must feel the consequences!" muttered Lisa taking a cell phone in her bag. "Hello, as usual. I want you to inflict torture on one of the women who has dared to seduce Damian. I'll send the identity of the woman right away." Lisa smiled wickedly after disconnecting the call to the hitman. She deliberately did that to make Sira even more tormented. "Accept the torture. You bitch!" Lisa clenched her fists. Then stylishly wearing sunglasses, she walked out of Damian's house. Damian stared from a distance at Lisa's departure, "I don't know what that woman is up to anymore. She seems to be too jealous. I didn't realize I was making love to that little girl," Damian muttered as he suddenly remembered Sira. His heart told him that Damian had done wrong. Moreover, at that time, Sira was still a virgin. Damian even felt fresh blood flowing from Sira's crotch. "No, no, no. It's a punishment for that little girl. She still has a relationship with Mario after all." Damian didn't want to admit his mistake, he always denied that he had done anything wrong. Damian walked back into his office. Before getting to the office, Damian took a quick glance at the place where Sira was kept. Then for no reason, Damian entered the room. He saw that the room already looked neat and clean, there were no more bloodstains on the bed. "Why do I suddenly want to come in here," Damian muttered, feeling like he had wasted time. The man turned around to get out. But the corner of his eye caught something. As Damian became more aware of it, the man came closer. "A piece of paper?" Damian then read it, bearing the address of the house. "If you want to know Mario's real family, come to this place. Hopefully they're still at the address I wrote down." That was what the piece of paper said. "Damn! Why didn't that girl tell me before." Damian immediately took action. He contacted his subordinates and the bodyguards. The men were ready to leave for the address Sira had written down. Damian crumpled the paper. Without thinking, he immediately believed what Sira wrote on the paper. "Don't expect you to escape. I'm going to wipe out your entire family, Mario!" Damian clenched his fist tightly before his bodyguards gathered and they set off for the place where Mario's family was. "I hope I'm not too late. It wouldn't be fair if that girl was the only one I tortured," Damian muttered, remembering Sira. Damian actually felt very guilty. After investigating, it turned out that Sira was indeed a foster child, even during this time Sira often received torture from Mario's family. Secretly, before being dumped on a lonely road, Sira, enduring the pain in her body, wrote down the address. She couldn't accept being tortured alone. They, Mario's family must also feel the torture received by Sira. "I know this is wrong. But you are too arrogant and always act unfairly towards me. You have to feel the consequences," said Sira, closing her eyes with a body full of bruises and wounds. Damian brutally raped the helpless Sira.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
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
Sira couldn't stop smiling. She was very grateful for finding the place she had dreamed of all this time.“In the middle of a crowded city? I never even imagined there would be a place this quiet,” Sira shouted happily. Roy had left earlier, before offering to help her move her belongings. But Sira shook her head, she was only carrying one bag. That was enough to make Roy wonder.But Roy didn't bother, he went back to his apartment. Because they had to work again in the evening. And Sira intended to rest right away.“Why is Ros so nice? Even this room is equipped with kitchen furniture that is quite complete. So I don't have to buy any more,” Sira muttered as she flipped over on the soft mattress.“Oh my God. Are my prayers slowly being answered?” Sira said before closing her eyes.The alarm on her cell phone went off. Sira hurriedly got up and went straight to the bathroom. She cleaned herself quickly, for fear of being late.“I have to be quick. I can't be late again, otherwise Mrs.