I'm Not a Bed Satisfier

I'm Not a Bed Satisfier
Joy Ngajak Ribut's.



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Brakk!!


Milna kicked the table in front of Joy with a bang.


"What do you think I'm like, huh!" bentak Milna, because he did not accept the charges against him.


"You expect me to think like nothing? With your clothes like that, your style is coquettish, you don't know curfew." Joy said flatly. As if, his words were not piercing at all.


But, clearly he knows. That this girl in front of him was holding back anger.


"You're a man with no ethics. You have no right to make such a heinous accusation on me!" hardik Milna's.


"What do you expect people to think of you like? Good girl? Where there is like that, tangling with the man she just met." Joy spoke without looking at Milna. Making the girl in front of him even more furious.


"I don't care what you judge me for. You've given me a reason to hate you even more!" circus Milna. The girl then turned around, leaving the table. Until a sneer of Joy stops her steps.


"I just think you're different from the women I've dated. Turns out, you're just like them." Joy smiled lightly. The girl who turned her back, was seen clenching both hands on her side.


"Don't equate me with your mistresses!" peek Milna, turning around. He stared intently at the man who had dared to dictate to him.


"What difference does it make?"


"You!" Milna knew she was moving forward. Now, it has gripped the collar of the masculine man's suit as well as his boss.


"You're too much, Joy!"Milna jerked her grasp. Free to argue with a rancid human, he thought.


Joy brushed off her clothes, as if a dirty germ had just stopped by. He pulled one corner of his lips up. Until, forming a cynical smile.


"I'm not going to explain my personal affairs to you. Whatever your view of me. But, you're wrong, if you equate me with your mercenaries. I, will never sell my body for any reason." This time, Milna came out of the room without AC. Stuffy and sultry.


'Why are his eyes so full of wounds? Did I really talk wrong?' Joy looked at Milna's back, until the girl disappeared from her sight.


"Fucking rancid man! How dare he think I'm whoring all night. I'd love to tear his mouth apart." Milna wet her face with water in the sink. He needed to cool himself off from the emotions that were burning his chest.


"Prophet Na, this case will soon be over. After this, there's no reason for me to get to know him." Milna, speaking on her own reflection in the mirror.


Drrttt ...


"Hello!"


"All right."


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"Why hasn't the girl returned to the office? mumble Joy. I don't know why he suddenly worried. He also stands.


His feet moved up to the rooftoof. A strong wind felt slapping his face, making his legs instantly unsteady, staring at the figure of the girl lying helplessly.


"Hey, Na! Wake up!"


"Who has done this to you. You are a person who is usually not easily fooled, always be careful of anyone. How did this happen to you?" Joy never thought, the man wondered how Milna could be attacked. He found the girl down.


"Jhonnie! Get the car ready, now!" he told the office driver who was Franklin's assistant.


He then swiped his phone back to contact his rescue team.


"Come to the rooftoof now, and bring your P3K box." After giving the order, Joy re-entered the phone into her pocket.


Drapery. Drapery. Drapery.


The clattering of steps sounded from several pairs of legs.


"Boss. What's going on?" ask one of Joy's men.


"It's your job. Investigate who just contacted him." Joy handed Milna's phone. Then he opened the P3K box to pick up the therapeutic scent oil. Then rub it under Milna's nose.


The girl looked slowly, then her two eyes blinked slowly.


"We're in the hospital now." Joy lifts Milna's body easily into her arms.


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In hospital.


"Joy, I was attacked from behind. I got hit by their bait" Milna said softly. The girl still felt pain in her back and heart.


"Do you remember who they are?" search Joy.


"I didn't see her. They planned this well. Turns out the rats were more than we thought Joy," Milna said, hoarse. This tomboyish girl suffered internal injuries on her stomach.


"Team checked it. The names have been collected along with the evidence. Tomorrow, we'll execute them." Joy said with a cold glint from her two amber eyes.


"I'm coming along."


"No! You still have to be unlocked for about three days" Joy said, declining Milna's request.


"Alright," he said.


"Just leave it to me, it'll all be over soon. You, you've worked hard enough." Joy got up from her seat. Before turning around, he said to Milna.


"I'm sorry if my words offended you. Not supposed to, I'm interfering in your personal affairs" Joy said, lowering her head.


Milna looked the other way, as it was not easy for her to apologize to Joy at this time. Even though the man helped her. He needed time to forget his heartache.


"Thank you, you helped me. I'll return your favor someday. Because of me, I've never been indebted to anyone." Milna said without looking at Joy.


"I don't consider it a debt. It's just my responsibility, as team leader," said Joy. The man could see the pent-up anger and disappointment of the girl on the cage.


'Since when did this rancid, help selflessly? Does he feel guilty? Ah, that's impossible. A man like himself never regrets. It's the same as wishing the sky would rain a pie.


Even a colourful rain, people say, is impossible. Especially the rain pie.


"I'm leaving. There will be a rescue team accompanying you. Rest." Joy rushed out of the room, without looking back. Milna could only look at the back of it until it disappeared behind the door.


'Why does my heart feel sad? The departure of the rancid man seemed to carry something from here.' Milna held onto her suddenly clenched chest. Suddenly she wanted to cry and scream. Although, he himself did not know what it was for.


Joy walked quickly in the lobby, putting the phone in her ear.


"Prepare the execution tonight. Close access out of town. We have to finish it tonight. Finish them off without any rest." Joy gives orders to the team formed by Franklin. He again gave off his aura of cruelty. The cold-blooded slayer returned.


"Jhonnie. Take me to see Mr. Franklin." Joy, who had gotten into the car, gave the driver orders.


"Good, Boss. Incidentally, Mr. Franklin has already returned home to the mansion. Incidentally, Miss Vynnitta has been discharged from the hospital" Jhonny said with a brief explanation.


The Marquise Family Mansion.


"We're leaving now." Franklin stood up from his seat, then grabbed his robe.


"Master, let us. You don't have to ...," Joy's remark was cut off because of a cold stare from Franklin.


"I want to see with my own eyes. How do those combat rats look, they're taking lives." He said with a look of anger.


Note: The full scene is in the novel next door huh.


Maybe the one over there is a bit slow.


Please pray also for Umminya author. Perhaps, the author will be slightly disturbed update these two novels. Because the authorities have to go back and forth to the hospital.


Catt>> Umminya is typhoid and must be treated intensively.🤧🤧


Thanks for your attention.


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