Marrying a Mysterious Man

Three Requests

Shira immediately wiped away the remains of the tears that were still on both her cheeks.

“No! I have to stay alive, I can't give up, I have to get out of here! Yes ... I have to go,” murmured with determination.

He also walked outside to the balcony. It turned out that when he looked out, he was above the height of about 4 roofs.

"It looks like I'm on the fourth floor" Shira said estimating the distance from the balcony to the basement.

Suddenly.

"Hey! What are you doing!" the voice of a man that sounded was shocking in Shira's ears.

Shira immediately turned to the direction of the sound source. It turned out that on the balcony next to his balcony, there was a tall man, wearing a black suit was standing looking at him with a face that was not

relaxed.

“Do you want to kill yourself by dropping your body down there?” asked the man with his mane quite heavy and hoarse.

“Who are you?!” Shira looked at him sharply, warning the situation, because however for now she should suspect that the man in front of her was one of the conspirators of the people who brought her here.

The man frowned slightly surprised as he clearly saw the face of the woman in front of him, he tried to get closer. But Shira immediately retreated her steps, frightened.

“Dia? Isn't she the girl that night?”

The man with a very handsome face, he is Akash, a cold-blooded man who has a lot of power in this city. His name was famous all over the city, but rarely could anyone know his face directly. Because in fact, Akash is an introvert and does not like the crowd.

“Iya right, this is the woman who last night slept with me?” murmured Akash inwardly, trying to convince.

He narrowed his eyes again, looking with certainty to make sure that the woman in front of him was right, the woman who had fucked him last night and gave him a note of contempt.

As Shiraa glanced towards the door of her room, Akash could now see a mole under her ear close to the girl's neck, he believed that she was really the woman he had slept with.

Doc, doc, doc ....

The sound of the bedroom door being pounded makes Shira immediately crouch in fear. However, the blow was immediately stopped by being ended by the screams of a man standing guard outside

door there.

“Do not try to escape, or you will die!” yelled the man from outside. It made Shira tremble with fear.

“Are you selling old moneylenders?” ask Akash.

He knew the owner of the room next to him was the old moneylender known as Mr. Hellboy. Because, just before Akash entered this room, he had seen that there was a woman in the middle

drag into that room.

“I-iya, Sir. Sir, can you help me?” tanya Shiraa crawled over to the balcony railing.

“Help what? … Dropped you down there?” akash asked so sadistically while grinning.

“Damn it, he doesn't even know me at all. Yesterday he bravely seized my trial, and now with a sinless face, he wants me to help him. Hah ... basic, cunning woman,” Inner Akash, looking down towards Shira.

But Akash could also see the fear emanating from Shira's face. The woman looked really scared, really scared.

“No, Sir. Please release me from this room, sir. There's no way I escaped by dropping my body down there.” Now both of Shira's eyes began to shed tears.

“Let me escape through the room, Mr.”

“You asked me for help, do you know, who is this person you asked to help?” akash asked, fishing, hoping that the girl in front of him would realize who he really was.

“You? ... You're a good man, sir. I believe that, and I'm sure you can definitely help me,” Shira replied, while continuing to display a sad face full of plea.

Akash clucked in annoyance, hearing Shira's words.

“Damn it! I've fished him too he doesn't remember.”

Suddenly, a grin emanated on the lips of the handsome-looking man.  “What reward can you give if I can save you, huh?” akash asked while throwing away directions, staring at the very dark night sky.

“I have nothing, Sir. There's no material reward I can promise you. I only have this body, I can help you use my energy.”

Akash turned his head and frowned in disbelief at what the woman who was still begging in front of him said. “What the hell? She easily handed her body to me?” his mind did not expect.

“You want to reward me with that body?”

akash asked, looking at her annoyed.

Shira nodded. “Iya, Sir. Only this body can count on. I Can wash, cook, or if you need, I'm ready to give myself up to be your free helper for a week,”

Shira.

“Pffftttt.” Akash turned his face away. Then rubbed his chin in embarrassment, at his wrong guess.

“I think he wants to give up his body, that he only has a body that can be used to work hard,” he murmured inwardly.

“Master, please, Mister,” pinta Shira pleads while kneeling.

“OK, I can help you, but on one condition,” Akash said with a full grin.

“What are the terms, Mister?”

Akash slightly bowed his body towards Shira who was kneeling on the balcony of his neighbor.

“You, must grant three requests to me,” he said, whispering slightly.

Shira was silent for a moment. There was a little fear for her to trust the man in front of her. But, he doesn't have

other choice.

“This is the only way. You don't think negatively Shira. Most importantly now, you need to be free of that damn moneylender. The business of this man's request can be taken care of next time, his inner”.

“Alright, as long as the request is not related to money, I am ready, Sir. The important thing is that I can run away and be free from those bad guys,” Shira said, so resigned.

“Hm, fine then.” Akash smiled intently, looking at the poor girl in front of him.

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