The Brutal Young Master's Servant

Chapters 14.

Beautiful Morning now welcomes Alesya, her body feels relaxed and this time she woke up in full clothes, Asher did not invite her to love last night, her usual Alesya woke up without a thread.

With a red mark that meets the d**da and also the neck. Where the man went, after delivering him to this room, Asher did not return.

Sorry, Alesya doesn't miss that guy, if there's a chance he wants to get away from Asher's life. Alesya is an honorable woman, even completing her education to the end, because Asher is also she is currently a humiliated woman, always in the thick of her relationship and certainty.

His feet went down the bed, his attention was fixed towards the balcony. From above he could see a flower bed so beautiful, this was then a real luxurious residence, compared to the Asher's Residence, was luxurious but gloomy.

Countless countless lives were floated in that place, especially in the cell of the basement, Alesya had once entered her and dozens of people were killed in plain sight. Alesya shuddered in horror, remembering the incident.

"Miss.." The voice of someone shocked Alesya's daydream.

The woman turned around, she saw a young and beautiful servant. "Young Master told me to help you prepare ". His speech with respect, this is the first time Her Master has brought a Woman home.

"No need, I can do it myself.." Reject Alesya subtly, She is not a princess to serve.

"Pity Me Miss, otherwise the young master will be furious..." Oh it is, Alesya fed up and just obey. "Thank you Miss..".

30 Minutes passed, Alesya was helped from cleaning the body to dressing, is this how she feels in service.??. " What's your name..". Alesya saluted the skill of this energetic young girl.

"My name, Miss Merilyn can call me Meri..". What Meri did this time was styling Alesya's hair.

"You look young Meri, how old are you..".

"19 Years old Miss.." Wow, that's easy, the same age as his sister.

"You remember me to my sister Meri Cecilia, she's as beautiful as you..". Meri was still silent, not replying to Alesya's words, she was still struggling to style Alesya's long hair.

The door was knocked repeatedly, it was Antonio's voice.

"Don't make Master wait for you long Alesya". Antonio sounded very cold like his master.

Alesya rolled her eyes panted. "If I'm still a long time, what do you want, Antonio..?" Alesya flicked her hair and past Antonio, she went down her countless stairs.

From a distance Alesya saw, at the dining table there was Asher and also Danielle, another one who stood a glamorous-dressed Woman, looking beautiful.

"Sorry waiting.." Alesya's regret was mainly on Asher.

"Sit down.." Asher's orders. The man pointed at the chair next to him.

"Asher you don't want to know who this beautiful woman is.." Since yesterday he wanted to ask, but his Son never told me.

"Obviously she's not a mistress like the woman next to you.."

'In addition to bed slaves' continued Alesya in his heart, but since his anesthesia was aimed at the middle-aged woman who was still very beautiful, why it was so similar to his mother.

"Asher, don't be so darling, Auntie is your mom's candidate__.

"Don't say anything Clara.."Threatening Danielle, if she's not persuaded by this woman, maybe Anastasya and Asher won't leave.

"Sorry.." Clara bowed her head. 14 years she was with Danielle but, this man did not formalize her relationship what else became her Wife.

"Really, is he my future daughter-in-law, which family's daughter Alesya..?" Danielle looked sparkling, her son was 31 years old and she only had two children one more named Ashley.

"She was the daughter of a police general Edmond Beatrice whom Dad knew.." Asher looked at Clara's face, he smiled. What if I were to marry your daughter Clara, you would definitely never be able to marry my Father.

"Ohuk-uhuk.." Clara immediately coughed when her ex-husband's name was mentioned, in fact, Clara was not afraid at all, after all, Alesya was not her biological daughter.

But damn, the expression of Clara who used to make Asher growled unconsciously, which he brought was Alesya his biological daughter.

"Pan drinks, don't interrupt my conversation with my son Clara.." Danielle doesn't seem to like it.

"Marry her if you like her, your age is more than enough for the Nak household, and I want to quickly fondle the grandchildren..". The middle-aged man looked at Asher and Alesya, but strangely he did not see any love between them.

Alesya just stay quiet and enjoy the dishes, this atmosphere is very uncomfortable and one more thing, He does not want to marry people he does not love, especially Asher.

The atmosphere became silent again, Asher was silent not responding, he did not intend to be Alesya his wife, but He did not want to lose this Bedwarming Woman.

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The atmosphere looked gripping as Asher and Clara spoke with four eyes, of course this beautiful widow started.

"You brought Alesya here on purpose, and she didn't even recognize the person who took care of her.." Clara did know, this Son of Danielle did not like her, even because this child also, Danielle never married her, she was only allowed to stay and enjoy her luxury alone.

Asher was flat-faced, his sense of wanting to puff up this despicable woman, or needing to kill her, but not his death was too easy.

"Haha.. " Clara laughed, Asher caught a glimpse.What's with this woman, is there anything funny. "If you want to marry her..!. Just marry her, and she has nothing to do with me".

" What do you mean ja-la-ng.." A word of no connection made him disturbed, Asher swerved sharply towards Clara.

The gaze was so creepy, the cold continued to grip through the bones, Clara shuddered, but still she wanted to continue her words.

"You think Alesya is my daughter, if you come here to be your daughter as your wife, please do Asher, after that I will be your Mother.." Ending with a laugh, Clara left happily.

Asher fell silent, What happened..?. Is it true that Alesya is not the birth child of the Abominable woman, immediately he took a mobile phone.

" Discover, Who is Alesya Beatrice I want her data today..!!!".

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To be continued.