The Obsession of Revenge
Bitch
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Allard pulled Yada's arm and entered into a building. Then he threw the beautiful woman on the floor right in front of a beautiful and fashionable woman.
“What is this, Allard?” ask a woman named Monica. A beautiful woman who works as a Mami in that place.
Allard turned on one of his nicotine sticks. “You take care of him.”
Monica smiled. “Good.”
“She is still a virgin, the price must be balanced,” Allard said.
“Amazing!”
Monica immediately gathered in front of Yada, looking left and right at Yada's smooth face and stroking her cheeks gently. Monica's fascinated.
“You are very beautiful, you will get a lot of money.”
Monica stood up again, looking at Allard with pleasure. “OK, leave him here, I'll take care of him.”
Yada looked at Allard in annoyance, as the man instead took her to a brothel and intended to sell her.
Look how you take care of yourself, Yada Aurora!
Allard turned around and left, leaving Yada just like that in that place with no regard for him at all. Allard returns to his car, receiving a voice call from Darren.
'I've met him.'
Allard turned off the phone, drove his car at high speed and went somewhere. His time could not be embedded to watch over the unruly woman, so he deliberately brought Yada to the brothel and seemed to want to sell her. For Yada to know, his mansion or the brothel is better to live in.
Bastard's! Damn it! Yada in the heart.
He sat in front of a large mirror, staring at his body and face which had now been dressed as beautifully as possible. Her beautiful body and face were not for many to enjoy, she could not accept it.
Yada stared around, before he thought it might be easier to run away from this place. But no, some bodyguards are also very guarding this place. He won't be able to escape.
Someone entered his room, walked over to Yada. Monica, the woman smiled happily to see him.
“You have a special event tonight, come with me.”
“No!” reject Yada.
Monica hissing. “Very stubborn.”
He snapped his finger, then two men entered the room. Monica orders them to take care of Yada, taking her to the place she has been provided.
“Lease!” Yada thrashed while shouting.
“Free, you will only ruin your makeup,” Monica said.
“Let go of me!” But Yada did not care, she just continued to thrash and scream as loud as possible.
The beautiful woman was inside a cage, like a closely guarded beast. A stage and floodlights lit it, some amazed voices from the men below the stage complete with masks on their faces to mask their identity.
“She's a virgin! Two billion!”
Mata Yada boughtak heard the price offered. Allard had actually sold it for a profit. Yada will be completely destroyed this time.
You want to die? I'll help you with that.
Yada remembered Allard's earlier remark. It turns out that this is what is meant by 'help'. Before his death, Allard wanted to take advantage of him.
“Two half billion!”
The Ruby ring that David gave me was even more expensive than my pride. Thought Yada.
“Three billion!”
Yada looked at the crowd, he wanted to go out and claw them all. Tonight he had been humbled, even Yada could not imagine what would happen next.
'You can't be weak!'
Inside his mind suddenly flashed the voice of a person, the voice of a woman who was very foreign to him. His head suddenly ached, his vision blurry and twitching. The beautiful woman instantly collapsed inside the iron frame that locked her up.
“Six half a billion! Sold!”
Yada was unconscious. Some men immediately pulled him back into the backstage to get him out of the iron frame. Monica looked at the woman with a lazy face, then turned away.
“Very unpleasant.”
He went back to his room, lit a stick of nicotine and sucked it. An hour ago, Monica received a call from Allard. That he was only allowed to play Yada, Allard did not want Monica to actually sell him. Allard just wanted to teach Yada a lesson. That made Monica dissatisfied, as she had already imagined the huge profits she would have if she had sold Yada Aurora.
“No problem, Monica. Six and a half billion already in hand.” He smiled with satisfaction.
“Oh ****!”
THE PLAQUE!
“Yes baby! Faster ouh ..”
“Ha ah~”
A woman is doing her job. Tonight, his first client was a VIP guest. He does his job with pleasure.
“Extra money for you.” The man gave her a lot of money.
“Thanks, Baby.”
“See you again.” He kissed the woman before leaving.
The beautiful and****woman was excited to see a lot of money in her grasp. He kissed the money a few times and hugged it.
Yada opened her eyes in surprise, finding herself already lying on the bed in a red evening dress and deeply ****. He saw a man sitting on the edge of the bed and smiling at him.
He got up, shuffled from the bed and stayed away from the man. The man shamelessly approached Yada slowly, yet Yada continued to dodge.
“I love this, inexperienced beautiful woman. See how you'll scream later,” said the man vulgarly and deafening.
“Don't dare touch me!” yada Bentak.
The man smiled happily. “Gray beautiful woman.”
The man is getting closer. He is a young man who has an athletic body, some tattoos on his arms and chest make the man look more and more ****. But not for Yada's view. Yada looked at him with great disgust.
He continued to approach, and Yada ran to dodge. Arriving at the door of the room, Yada tried to open it but it was locked.
****!
The man swiftly hugged his body as Yada did not focus on him. He sniffed his neckline, hugging Yada tightly so that the woman could not escape from his embrace.
“Damn! Let go of me, Bastard!”
“I have no interest in letting you go,” replied the man as he continued to kiss Yada's neck.
He threw Yada's body on the bed, opened the bathrobe that he was wearing and left only *************** only. Yada threw away his face and tried to run away, but the man's hand moved faster.
The man grew wild by touching every part of his beautiful face. Yada refused as she snickered her lips. Down there, Yada tries to move her hand, freeing her hand from the man's body and then ....
“DAMN!”
The man's voice shrieked loudly, he went from overriding Yada's body while holding her neck that was covered in fresh blood.
“JALANG!”
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