Marrying a Mysterious Man

Slap Painful

Suddenly, at the end of the road there was a swarm of men in black shirts, complete with chain necklaces around their necks approaching towards Shira. The man of great stature was four in number and all of them had

the same look.

Shira frowned her forehead staring in surprise at the four men who were walking towards her.

“True, that's the guy. Comeing! Quickly catch him,” exclaimed the gang leader. And three other men immediately ran over to Nashira.

“Finally, catch you too!” said one of the men in black.

“Eh, uh, wait what is this? Release!” shira cried out in fear, she rebelled wanting to release her arm from the grasp of the two men who were beside her.

“You should come with us, Miss.”

“T-but, who are you? I don't know any of you. Release him! Argh ... release!” His efforts felt so futile, for it was obvious, his strength to break away was certainly inferior to the powerful grasp of the two large-bodied men holding him back.

“Argh .. please!” Shira screamed as loud as possible, hoping that someone would help her. But, baby. All the vehicles that were passing by were on the streets, none of them stopped or helped him.

Perhaps, seeing that the number of large-bodied men was too many, the passers-by also thought more about their safety than about helping a girl they did not know. Exceedingly

most people today, do not want to know the affairs of others or interfere with other people's problems that could endanger themselves.

And in the end, Shiraa was dragged into the car by the big men. Shira had already cried out in shock from fear. He was helpless, wanted to run away or rebel could not.

Shira was brought into a nightclub, flickering lights and loud music, making Shira even more frightened. Then the two men holding Shira's arm, they dragged Shira

entering a large enough room. The room is usually used for karaoke.

Pork!

Shira fell down on the red carpeted floor. He immediately got up, right in front of an old man who was sipping a cigarette from a cigarette suction device made of wood.

The puff of smoke coming out from the old man's mouth, deliberately exhaled towards Shira, making Shira instantly cough up as her lungs felt stuffy.

“Oh .. so, this is the eldest daughter of that jerk Davies!” the old man in the cowboy hat.

He looks like a old-fashioned cowboy, wearing a red checkered shirt, really, wrapped in a jeans vest and wearing black jeans torn on the knee as well as a hat and round sunglasses that increasingly complete support his appearance.

The skinny old man, now grabbing Shira's wavy hair, made Shira's head immediately look up, grimacing, enduring the pain. Even the traces of her already dry tears were visible in the

“It turns out you're beautiful too huh. Ha ha .. pretty good stuff,” he said with one hand that still grabbed Shira's hair, and another hand lowered the glasses attached to his face.

“Ahahaha!” He laughed out loud right in front of Shira's face.

Sugguh Shira felt so nauseous as her nose managed to smell an unpleasant scent from the old man's mouth.

The old man was one of the leeches who had a very abundant wealth that would likely not be used up even by his seven descendants. And Mr. Davies—His father is Shira, including the person who is in debt with this one leech. And this old man had also confiscated the house and luxury items belonging to the Shira family.

Unable to bear it, Shira finally felt a deep nausea. His nose was so painful when he smelled a foul smell as well as the smell of the cigarette.

“Hoek.”

Seeing such a nauseous Shira, it immediately made the old man angry and did not hesitate to slap Shira's cheek just like that.

Plaque!

“Bad you, nauseous in front of me!” he shouted violently.

“Supervisor! Quickly take him to the room! Fortunately you are beautiful, I can sell, otherwise .. I will definitely strangle you because of your disrespect!” then he threw his body back on the chair

his majesty.

Shira is put back in the arms by a man who takes her into a room.

“Do not try to escape! Or you'll be killed!” exclaim that big man. Close the door of the room hard.

Brak!

Nashira was drowning in that big enough room. He tried to get up and crawl to get on the bed.

Her tears melted again, wetting both her cheeks. “Ya Lord .. Why is my fate so cruel!  Why are you mean to me, Lord!” he shouted with the end of a weakened voice.

Really, he really felt his life was over, there was no hope of happiness, in fact, the spirit to breathe was just gone from within Shira.

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