Lay With The Devil's

Lay With The Devil's
Negotiating



It's been half an hour waiting in the car. His feet were already very itchy wanting to enter and hit his brother's face. But he knew what risks he would take. He is still waiting for some of his friends from the police to help him pick up Sarah.


"When I signed a contract with him. But still dare to act... Maybe it's time you know what he's doing here.", Jaka growled.


Jaka finally got out of the car and walked towards the front door. He can no longer wait too long. He was wearing fake glasses and a fake mustache. Enter as Jaka, must have been immediately expelled by the bodyguard who was standing guard in front.


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I ordered two glasses of vodka. He wanted to drink it, but the goal here wasn't that. His eyes went around looking for Sarah.


There aren't... Maybe he was in a box, not hired. Damnit damnit!! Where'd they...


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Sarah stood away. He's not sure. But he thinks the person in front of him is Mr. Black's.


"Hi, Sarah... How are you?",


"You are Indonesian? Do I know you?", asked Sarah in surprise.


"You don't know me. But I know you... Well, yes, you're not fit to work here... And lucky for me, there are already customers who dare to pay very expensive for a crossbreed girl like you... But wait, you're still a virgin, right? Or the... Jaka has gotten his wish with you?? Your treasure will go up if you're still. ", that guy tried to tease Sarah.


Sarah's face flushed.


How he knows Jaka. Who is this guy.... Don't-don't...


Sarah threw the pillow she was holding.


"Dammit!! Let me go! You trash man!!",


"Yes. I know it. You all just see me from this side. I'm the one who's not good, I'm the one who's trash. But, you have no idea how much trouble I have set up this kingdom...",


"Junk empire!?" added Sarah. He's already emotional. Listening to this person's curses was not one of his wishes.


"Hmmmm, your mouth is sharp miss. You better be a obedient girl.I heard your new master will have a bad temper... He likes to play rough.", end Mr. Black or Indra. He went out and locked the door of the room. The only way out of this room.


Sarah took off her jacket. He then laid himself on a soft bed. He squirms. He's tired.


Just now he wanted to close his eyes when suddenly something came to his mind. He quickly got up and shuddered in disgust.


"Dieyeewwhh... Jeez.. gosh...really disgusted!!", there was actually nothing there. Sarah was thinking too far.


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Jaka left his desk with two empty drinks. He walked leisurely to the toilet. I really hope to know where Sarah is.


He checked his watch many times. And his friends have not arrived yet. He's a little irritated.


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Sarah did not want to eat and did not want to lie down. Then he banged on the door.


"Open up!! Unlock it... Unlock it... Open... Open the door... Damn it!! Mr. Black, open the damn door!!", Sarah screamed out. He realized that the music outside was getting louder.


You fool!!


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He came out of the toilet and walked in the opposite direction. He doesn't know what's behind here. He just hoped Sarah would keep screaming and he could hear her. It's a nightclub, not a karoke place. The walls can't be soundproof.


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Sarah's tired. He sat down at the door of his room. He hoped that Jaka would help him. Even though it feels a bit impossible... However, Jaka does not know anything about his arrival here. How could he hope to be helped by that man...


If only Margo hadn't taken her phone...


Sarah then got up and began to search the place. But there's nothing. The room consisted of a spring bed, a sofa, a glass table, an empty closet and a TV that only featured a blue screen. The dim lights of the room made his eyes hurt.


Poor club!! Sarah's sick.


Sarah lay on the floor. It was then that he saw the footsteps of someone through the gap under the door. Sarah didn't want to miss the opportunity. Probably guest. Even if Mr. Black, too, why...


"Help!! Someone help me!! they lock me down...",


"Sarah?!", asked the voice that confirmed Sarah as the person she knew. Jack.


"Sir Jaka? Thank goodness I thought I was going to be sold... Please get me out sir.", Sarah pleaded.


But, just then also Sarah heard the noise outside. Looks like Jaka got in trouble.


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Jaka knows he can defend himself. But to face seven people alone he would definitely be overwhelmed.


"You dare to wiggle... Okay.", explained Jaka. Actually, he was stalling.


"Where's your boss? I'm gonna close this place down. And if I were you, I wouldn't want to work with a man who'd go broke...",


Some of them seemed to doubt. Of course they all need money, and it seems that is what Jaka is taking advantage of.


"You heard yes... I'm Jaka Sanjaya. The son of Ismail Sanjaya. That means your boss's brother. And honestly, your boss is broke. If you side with him, you will only be arrested by the police because I invited them here. But if you think and let go of me and the woman in there, you'll be free and we'll only arrest your boss on charges of kidnapping and human trafficking. How?", Jaka offers his best offer. If there are still some of them who attack, they will not want to advance.


One of them ran away. Jaka recognizes her as Margo. His guts are so small. Most likely Margo will complain to Indra. But he doesn't care. The important thing is to bring Sarah home.


Someone then opened the door to the room that locked Sarah using a card she had.


"Maybe you're right. Our boss is already bankrupt. Our paychecks have been hanging for two months. We'll see you again to collect your promise. Now, let us go back to work and go with your woman. He's very noisy", though",


"Yes, nightclub work is legal, but being part of the abduction and sale of people is not part of our job" one person replied.


Sarah who convinced the conversation could only gawk. He had thought that Jaka would fight. But it turns out that his negotiating ability is very great.


Jaka grabs Sarah's hand and takes her away from the place.


"Mrs. Black is Indra Sanjaya? What does that mean?!", Sarah was confused and angry at the same time.





seriate....