The Shackles of the Lord's Love

Chapter 31 ~ Mr. Manekin

Ayla shuddered when she saw the iron building in front of her. The height is about five meters and the width per cage is about three meters, the dark conditions are dim even though the place looks clean and well maintained.

The woman took her breath heavily, neutralizing the fear that had once burned. Then glance at the two men who are opening an iron cage located in the middle, between a large burly male lion that Ayla believes to be Leo and a kind of black beetle that looks creepy.

Glug.

Ayla gulped roughly when she saw the prowess of the two beasts. What if they're crazy? What if they tear his body apart and fight over his flesh?

The horrible daydream vanished when one of the guards opened his voice even in a whisper. "Mrs, please come in!"

Ayla did not reply, walking slowly to the front of the iron cage door. "Miss, you better not be noisy and wake these two animals up."

Ayla nodded at a glance, then continued her steps and entered the cage. With a slightly trembling body the woman sat in the middle of the cage. It was the best position to dodge those two beasts.

After putting the mistress into confinement, the two bodyguards left. Leaving Ayla alone there with two predators who can pounce at any time.

While the woman who was left could only sit still, trying not to make the slightest sound that could wake the hungry lion and tiger.

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Elsewhere, Alya was still walking around. Want to catch up with the madam, but many bodyguards assigned by Audi to watch over her.

"How is this?" muttered Alya who was now confined in her room. He opened the door a little and saw two bodyguards talking.

The girl took a rough breath. He was worried about Ayla. "Ayla must have been so scared in there, what if Leo went berserk? No, no, how can you think of such a stupid thing Alya?"

"Now it's better to think of a way to save Ayla."

He sat in the corner of the bed. However, he thinks he can't help Ayla alone. Yes, he should find someone who can help him.

But in any case, he still did not find anyone who could help him. Not the mother, the father or the older brother let alone the others.

Suddenly someone's face flashed across his head. "Master mannequin," his mind seemed to find a drop of water in the Sahara desert.

His face brightened instantly as he recalled a man staying at the main mansion last night. "Hopefully the man is still in the mansion and hasn't left yet."

With a firm and steady heart, the woman opened the door of the room wide.

Clamps.

The two bodyguards who were chatting earlier looked at him sharply, then walked after Alya who was running in a hurry.

"Hey, where are you going?" ask one of them, but the girl does not answer.

Then they increased their speed and caught up with the girl. "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to the toilet, my stomach hurts, you want to follow me too?"

The two bodyguards looked at each other, while Alya displayed a face that was like she was holding back the call of nature. "Oh, I can't take it anymore."

"Alright, but you'll have to go back to your room when you're done. You'd better not create a problem that'll make things difficult for yourself." After giving advice, the two men let go of Alya.

Alya nodded obediently, after which ran back to the toilet located next to the kitchen. "Huf." The sigh he immediately let out after successfully tricking the two damn bodyguards.

The girl placed an ear on the toilet door and eavesdropped on the two men's conversation. "Do we have to wait for him here?"

"Of course, what if he's lying to us."

Suddenly a disgusting voice came from inside the toilet, followed by Alya's satisfied mutterings were quite loud.

The faces of the two bodyguards instantly changed, not expecting Alya who despite being a servant but beautiful and elegant could be that disgusting.

"Hows it? Still waiting?" asked the man who was not answered by his partner, he immediately walked away with a face holding back vomit.

While inside the toilet Alya smiled grinning, looked at her phone then whispered, "Thank you."

He then turned off the voice that had damaged his reputation and opened the door slowly. "No one, yes," his mind as he closed the toilet door slowly and then slipped towards the back door.

"Damn it," his mind when he saw there were other guards guarding there.

"How is this?" he muttered while biting his finger.

"What are you doing?" whispered someone behind the girl.

Deg.

"Sister?"

"No, I'm just a little uncomfortable seeing that the guards are everywhere."

Suddenly Agya mentoyor jidat the younger brother. "Stupid, since when can you lie to me?"

"It hurts to know, Brother." Alya rubbed her forehead.

Agya smiled a little, it has been a long time since the relationship to the two became cold and now he is like finding his little sister back.

"You're going to save the lady, right?" ask Agya who is on target.

"N-no...."

"Sstt, don't lie anymore. Now that you stay here, I'll go trick them.

"Huh?" Not yet Alya asked, the brother had walked away and walked quietly but could still be seen by the guards guarding the back door.

"See that! Is that Agya or Alya?" ask one of them to his partner.

"That's Agya."

"No, it's Alya. If Agya would not walk around like that.

"You're right too."

"Let's see where he's going."

"You go, I'll stand guard here."

"All right."

One of the guards then passed away, while the other stayed there. Actually Alya could have deployed his martial arts, but it would attract the attention of others.

After thinking for a while and deciding to fight the one remaining bodyguard whatever the result, suddenly a voice came from the direction Agya left earlier.

ARGH.

The echoing cry in the pavilion managed to divert the attention of the fellow who was still standing guard at the door. Then without a second thought the man immediately ran towards the source of the sound.

"Yes ... Brother, I owe you one," he murmured, after which he immediately fled through the back door.

The girl ran fast, her goal was only one. Enter the mansion and find the cold-faced man or anyone who can give him help.

"Huh, huh, huh." The girl drew and let out her breath heavily. Now he was at the door of the man's room yesterday. It was fortunate that the state of the mansion was quiet and the guards did not prevent him from entering the mansion.

Thought they if entering the mansion, of course Alya has a job and will not be strange.

The girl then ventured. Raise your hand and knock on the tightly closed door. I hope the mannequin master is still in there.

Geck, tok, tok.

Not valid from the inside, until Alya pounded the door even more.

Geck, tok, tok.

"Sir, sorry to interrupt the timing. A.s ...."

Alya had not yet continued her words, the door had opened. Featuring a man with a field chest. Alya closed both her eyes.

"What's wrong?" ask Morgan without further ado. The man had just taken a shower judging from his wet hair.

Alya is a wake-up call. Although his face was like a mannequin that could not express himself but Morgan was very handsome and managed to make his heart beat fast.

Not getting a response from the woman before him, making Morgan want to close the door again.

"Eh, Tu-lord. I'd like to ask for your help" Alya said quickly as she pulled Morgan's arm, which wanted to go into the room.

Morgan stared intently at Alya's hand. Incredibly, within two days he could find two women who dared to physically contact him. If Ayla had her best friend Marvel, this young waitress shouldn't have a partner, right?

Morgan secretly grinned, a grin that made Alya gulp his saliva violently.

"What can I get if I help you?"

"What? .. eng, Tu-tuan can ask me to do whatever I can do."

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TBC.

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