Shackles Love Men Pay

CHAPTER 24

Brak!!

One throw, all scatter. Anger over the crown. Everything is chaotic and for whatever it feels like Ibra is very upset. The man before him had been kneeling since earlier, even his tears had already drenched the surface of the dusty ground beneath him.

"Basic doesn't know himself!! You forgot papa's kindness?!!" his jolt echoed, the room was walled in inert concrete with the distinctive aroma of torture that bears witness to how angry Ibra is.

Licking, embezzlement and money laundering for personal gain. Unfortunately, it was done by his own uncle.

"I'm sorry, Om, Ibra .. release Zora, she's not wrong!!" shouted the man roared mournfully, Ibra was as determined as it did not even matter if the woman in front of him was the cousin he should have been guarding.

"Oh yeah? Aren't you doing all this to live up to her lifestyle?" ibra asked with a thin grin that contained a mind capable of rustling.

The cries of the beautiful woman in the corner became clearer, perhaps her heart was wounded to see how her father tortured Ibra. The man who since he was a teenager was able to make Zora crazy.

"Let us go, Ibra!!"

Ibra turned her gaze for a moment, seeing for real how Zora was begging for mercy on him. This is what Ibra likes, how the tears remove the makeup on the face of the arrogant who always carries the name Megantara Group in every business.

"After everything you've done, is it worth it for me to apologize to you, Zora?"

Believed to be his papa's successor in Ibra's life, Werdiman did have quite a lucrative right of course. Luxury homes, vehicles and even all facilities do not distinguish Ibra.

However, the goodness of Ibra was in fact abused to find a real gap in power. Dispute and feel Ibra not so entitled to make Werdiman steal the wealth of Ibra's parents one by one.

"Even your lives are not worth it at all, all that Papa got without help from anyone, and you're as easy as it is to think of taking him away from me?"

To fight for treasure, it could be said that it was. Not because greedy or how, but Ibra felt this was his right and the man had no right to do that evil to him.

If you only think about money, it doesn't matter. However, what Werdiman did was painful for Ibra of course.

Known as a rich woman and even more striking than Ibra. The media know him as one of the Megantara family that is admired by the world.

Zora Aghita, the spoiled masked woman bussines woman is invincible when she can't do anything. Too absorbed with the inevitability that Ibra had until he forgot even the rich ones were not them.

"Never appear again before me, be thankful that I still forgive you for remembering papa, if not."

Ibra said in her casual tone, but not with her gaze. Killing and indeed frighteningly extraordinary, the folding knife since he had placed it on his side table, the man just sat on one wooden chair that was available one in the damp room.

"Forward," said Ibrapada, the four men dressed in black behind the Vedirman and Zora, no matter the call of the uncle, he passed with Gavin behind him.

The two men had no time to come up with a plan and were as broken as they had been last night, all but shattered leaving a million threats ready to make them both destroyed in one act.

"Beautiful, wouldn't it be a waste if we didn't wear it?" asked a burly man who had been admiring Zora's sexy body, catching a quarry in a hotel room made the man unable to stand what had been in his body since.

"I don't dare, Ibra could be angry if you demean women."

The debate ensued, only as strong as their faith was able to block and protect Zora's body from the caress-thirsty man.

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Brugh

It's exhausting, today there's a lot he's been through. Ibrahim Megantara, not many know who he is. Even the sole heir to the Megantara family was only behind the scenes that showed Zora's popularity as a successful woman at a young age.

Ibra did not care, because what he was looking for in his life was not good or became famous in this world. Undergoing a powerful but unseen observer, Ibra has felt more than enough.

In fact, how not famous he is, there is a woman who actually thinks men call illegal money seekers by providing pleasure. Ibra still feels funny about the crazy incident she experienced a moment ago.

On the sofa of his office, Ibra is still trying to calm down. His fingers were wounds that he got from hitting the Vedirman's face hard to hurt.

"Sir, shouldn't your wounds be treated first?"

Gavin tried to open the conversation, because since then what he saw from Ibra was pain but the man seemed to feel nothing at all.

"Let's get well on your own, Gavin .. Go, take care of your responsibilities."

His voice was firm, and he did not accept questions or reject orders. Gavin passed by and left Ibra from his room.

"Gavin wait!!" Ibra held the man down, but he turned and turned to his boss.

"Do you need anything?" gavin asked politely, who knew this man needed milk, he thought.

"His residence, have you found it?"

Gavin nodded, and indeed he forgot to inform Ibra that the residence Ibra requested was ready to return, after he had protested against not wanting to inhabit the house with stairs.

"As I wish?"

"Yes, Sir."

Gavin wondered of course, usually Ibra very fond of a house consisting of several floors. However, why he chose a house that stings far from the type he usually looks for, is it possible that his bones began to porous and unable to climb the stairs, thought Gavin astonished.

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