Let go of me, Young Master!

Rescuer

Mr. Zidane really did not want to miss the one-second chance to save Gea because he was so sure that Gea was now in a dangerous state. Several times Mr. Zidane tried to call Gea back but it turned out that Gea had not raised his call. Mr. Zidane was already very upset, immediately drove his car at full speed to go to a location that had been shared by Gea before.

Gea retreated her legs a few steps. He wanted to avoid the man but unfortunately there was a pebble that drove his leg to cause him to fall.

"Aw.." Ringis Gea felt pain as if his leg had sprained. He could no longer move.

The man freely approached Gea and stroked her cheek.

"You're so beautiful" the man looked lustfully at Gea. He shuddered in horror and closed his eyes unwilling to look at the man. Gea was already unwilling to imagine anything that would happen next. Do not think to run moving the legs alone is difficult. Now all that is felt is pain and excessive fear. But in the bottom of his heart he still hopes that God still sends help for him. Somehow the way, Gea was very sure.

The quieter atmosphere of the man instantly ambushed Gea and dragged her to a place not far from there. Gea was just grimacing in pain.

"Please let me go" Gea pinta in a weak voice. But it seems that the man did not understand what Gea said. He had already imagined the pleasure that he would soon feel in plain sight.

"His race this morning was the most profitable day for me." The man was very happy to get Gea as an outlet for his lust this morning. No matter he could not get the loot this morning but being able to get Gea was something he very rarely met . Especially at this time the situation and conditions support plus the state of Gea is also very supportive.

"Sweet, now don't yell or ask anyone for help because it's all a waste." The creepy-faced man approached Gea's cheek and then mengue-cupnya long enough. Gea still closed her eyes feeling disgusted to have been touched by the uncivilized man.

"Stop it!" gea shouted as the man began to take off one by one the buttons of Gea's shirt. But the creepy-faced man was so excited to be able to enjoy Gea this morning as his breakfast.

The more Gea cried the man became increasingly violent to complete his desire. As strong as Gea's energy against but will not be able to match the strength of the man. Gea continued to cry imagining her fate would soon end tragically.

"It's sweet, don't keep shedding tears, I'm getting thirsty." The man wiped Gea's tears with his tongue as if he were licking ice cream. Gea felt nauseous getting treatment from the thug man.

"Sir Zidane, help me!!" scream Gea in the heart.

Because it was a deserted place, no one would want to go through it. Gea regretted his fate but regret was not a good thing, because everything was a disaster.

Now Gea's condition is concerning.

"Sweet, I want to spend my morning with the sweetness of the apem cake from you." The man went straight to Gea.

When the thug was about to approach her closer the girl immediately threw her saliva into the man's face. The smelly liquid was right about the face of the slightly shaggy haired man. Instead of being angry, he was even more eager to complete his desires.

"You have been flirting with me from the beginning." With ease the man rubbed the Gea saliva attached to his cheek then licked it full of fantasy. Gea was getting scared, he was already resigned to what was going to happen. If it gets stained it's the way.

At airport.

Grace continued to contact Zidane but the Young Master apparently did not push Grace's call at all and did not even reject it. Grace becomes anxious with the actions of her future fiance.

"I have to keep calling Zidan" Grace said, pressing the call button on Mr Zidane's number.

Soon the plane carrying Mr. Zidane's mother, Mrs Ami will land at the airport. Neither Grace nor Mr Zidane stand by there.

"If this is the plan I can mess up all," said Grace began to be upset with Zidane who could not be called at all even now his phone is dead.

The president did not pay attention to who called him because his mind was now only on Gea and how to know the current condition.

"Damn!" he said he immediately threw the phone into the back seat of the wheel because the phone he was using was currently running out of power and could not be used anymore.

Now Mr. Zidane relies only on his instincts to search for Gea. She no longer remembers if today was her schedule to pick up Mrs Ami to the airport along with Grace. His mind was only centered on how to find Gea as soon as possible.

Put Mr. Zidane in a place that Gea had appointed. Mr. Zidane stopped the car for a moment. But there was no one there at all.

"Is Gea really here?" To prove the truth of Gea, Mr. Zidane immediately got out of his car and checked the condition of the streets around.

Mr. Zidane's gaze was fixed on one side of the road, coincidentally still in the form of dry clay. But something intrigued Mr. Zidane. He found like a drag of something. That ex looks so real.

The court master continued to walk forward following where the object that was being dragged was. In a bush close to the moat. Mr. Zidane stopped his steps because it was like listening to someone's voice. He began to sharpen his hearing.

"Don't do it to me" pinta Gea before men touch her any further.

"It's so exciting for you, honey." The words were full of demonic lust. Gea turned her face the other way. His eyes caught a shadow there. Gea wanted to scream but it felt stuck.

Mr. Zidane immediately squinted his eyes to see who was near the bush. His eyes immediately turned to Gea who could only fall resigned almost forced by the depraved man. The blood of Mr. Zidane immediately boiled not willing to be treated so much less touched by the hands of others. Mr. Zidane clenched his hands tightly until his veins were visible.

Gea could see clearly where Mr Zidane was positioning himself. Mr. Zidane deliberately gave a signal to Gea to be calm. Gea nodded her head. In Mr Zidane's hands he carried a rock big enough to be ready to hit the man's head. Without waiting for long, Mr. Zidane threw the stone right on the head behind the thug.

"Ahh, sick!!" he held his head full of blood.