The Brutal Young Master's Servant

The Brutal Young Master's Servant
Chapters 20.



Using a wheelchair, Alesya dies in the hospital, she is escorted by nurse Ae-ri, followed by Antonio and the other Bodyguards.


"Remember my advice Alesya.." Ae-ri hugs her new friend. Alesya only replied with a smile she was not sure would be able to do Ae-ri's advice.


The luxury car drove away from the hospital area, along the road Alesya just silently did not sound a word, even while on the plane the woman was still silent.


Until finally the eye catches a luxurious building, along the way he does not pay too much attention to where he will be taken, Alesya has resigned, ga-i-ra-h life as if it has been lost in him, Alesya has resigned, but when the vehicle stopped, his heart immediately pounded faster.


Right before his eyes, Asher stood in a luxurious suit, looking dashing and handsome, and behind his dozens of bodyguards and also servants lined up neatly, they seemed to welcome a grand guest.


Alesya returned to hell.


For Alesya it was clear this felt strange, even ordinary he came like a prisoner who had his head covered.


"How about Antonio.." Actually he wanted to ask that to his person directly, but why it feels awkward, what else is abnormal heart palpitations when face to face with Alesya.


"His condition, it's been much better than the last time Mr, for his detailed information, I'll call Dr. Brian.." Answer Antonio.


"Hm..". After hearing that, Asher turned around, for him it was enough to see Alesya back in good health and safe.


Asher, a female servant takes over to push Alesya's wheelchair, even the Lady takes her up by using the elevator.


And taken to a room he had never occupied, it was next to Asher's, spacious with luxurious interiors.


"We'll help you to clean yourself up, miss.." At least 4 servants, Alesya helped to take a bath.


Honestly, he did not remember the last time he took a shower even to see the look of himself in the mirror he did not remember.


"I can do it myself.!." Alesya refused as the waiter helped her to take off her clothes.


"Don't refuse Miss, we are ordered to serve Miss well..".


" Tell him, I don't need to be served..". Alesya said flatly. "Better you guys out let me alone.!.". Alesya chased away the servants, but her situation was never expected, to the 4 Women kneeling in tears.


" Miss, we beg you not to complicate our work Miss..". Alesya rolled her eyes off guard, what the hell are they, why should she kneel before her, Alesya is no one in this place, even her existence is meaningless.


"Stand up, I don't want to make things difficult for you, it's just_for me this is excessive 4 of you want to help me take a shower, I'm not the Host, I'm just a waitress like you guys, I'm just a waitress like you, even I'm worse than that.." Alesya smiled bitterly, as low as her current position.


"Don't talk like that Miss, you are our master, even Master told us to serve you, like we serve Young Master.". The servant was whistling, continuing to kneel even though his legs were starting to feel cramped, but it was better, than having to lose his life because it made his Master angry.


"Ah.. It's been.." Alesya gave up on arguing, accepting only the treatment of the Princess.


The servants smiled, Alesya finally received all the servants from the four of them, for quite a while as Alesya cleaned herself in the bathroom, when out the face of someone who did not want to see had been sitting casually on the bed.


What the Man wants, he will punish me or beat me... Alesya silently stared, the savvy servants leaving the room, leaving Alesya still wearing Bathrobe.


"Stop thinking badly of Alesya.." The voice was so soft, even Alesya was silent with a strange-looking Asher voice.


"Stop not getting close.." Both hands were already on the da*da, Alesya pushed the body back backwards.


But in one pull, Alesya was already inside the man's arms. "Take off me, you son of a bitch.." If normally Asher would be angry if Alesya refused him or said disrespectfully to him but this time the man was silent every blow that did not feel strong, he accepted.


Until slowly the punch slowed down and stopped. "Why did you save me Asher, after you let me crumble like this, why don't you let me die you son of a bitch.." Alesya roared unacceptably, life seemed to make her almost desperate, her body felt weak, until the man carried her on the bed.


"Tampa takes my permission, you can't die Alesya..!".


"Why HA, you have no right to my life and death Asher, and one more thing for what you're still holding me here, I'm not Clara's son you hate, the one you always call ja-la-ng and cheap" That gaze was so unsettling, Asher saw such great hatred from the look in those eyes.


...Cup...


Asher kissed Alesya's lips briefly. "Keep babbling, if you want your lips swollen by me..". Alesya hurriedly blocked her lips with both hands with her eyes still glaring sharply.


"Dress and rest, next week I'll take you to come to your sister's wedding.". Again before Alesya died, the man kissed the woman's forehead. Alesya is kept silent, Asher's attitude changes 180 degrees to her.


"Has he really possessed..!?" Alesya had her own monologue, The man finally left, but Asher's last words caused her to be disturbed.


His sister is married, What may be Cecilia who married, it is also impossible if Celvin's younger brother still likes to play it, to get married seems not.


The servants returned, Alesya could only sigh resignedly, receiving all the preferential treatment, until time continued to roll with Alesya's daily life, which continued to be served like the Princess.


"Miss, We'll help you get ready...". Ahh already, for today he is lazy to argue or refuse, anyway the ends at will succumb themselves.


The servants were like ladies-in-waiting to Alesya, they were very good at turning ugly ducks into swans, faces on polishes with thin makeup, wearing clothes from famous designers.


And then in the furry coat, this is so overrated, they treat a servant according to him quite senseless.


"Master is waiting for Miss below..! Please Miss..!".


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