The Ugly Duckling's

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3 Days passed and we were already in Japan, I had been beaten by his samurai for 3 days. Every morning I wake up, I feel like my body is breaking. He does it without time, I hope he gets to work soon and gets busy.

Hari Yama took me to college, then she left for work. I walked down the hallway to my class, Keiko was definitely behind me. "Keiko, come walk next to me." I swung my hand to reach him.

"No miss, I'll walk behind you."

"Come here, I want to talk to you."

"Sorry lady, please focus on the front."

I took a few steps back and lined it up. "Well, gini is better. Aren't we friends" I said, patting her on the shoulder.

"How old are you, by the way?"

"My age is 28."

"Well, same with Yama. Were you guys friends? maybe an ex-girlfriend? ah, it's impossible. Come on, tell Keiko."

Keiko just saw me off guard, only this time I saw her that way. We arrived at the class and Keiko asked me to concentrate. I tried to focus on the lesson, but my curiosity was greater. I whispered to him, "Later tell me about you. It's orders!"

The lesson ended, I asked Yama for permission to go home with Keiko. Yama gave her permission, but as usual she asked me to accompany her all day at the office.

"Ok, let's tell you what," I asked Keiko when we just got in the car.

"Alright, I hope that through this story you can understand Mr. Yama's predicament." Keiko started talking. I nodded steadily.

"My story was very dark, it was the glory days of Mr. Ito. He started this Yakuza group with 5 other people. Lord Ito, my father, lord Akira, lord Iwao, and lord Juro. Among the three strongest and greatest is Lord Ito, then lord Akira and then my father. In the eyes of the Yakuza, a wife and daughter are useless trash." Keiko. I saw him clutching the wheel tightly.

"He sold my mother to the Yakuza from another group, and then they made me a slave. At that time, Young master Yamamoto Ito visited my house to ask for a report on the prostitution business he was running. Dad called me and asked me to take off my clothes in front of him, I was 15 years old. My father called the great master Ito, he said that he would pay the debt with my body" he continued in a trembling voice.

I closed my mouth in disbelief, tears were at the end and ready to plunge. Keiko panicked to see me from her rearview mirror. He stopped in the middle of the crowded street, then headed to the side of my door and knelt down to touch the ground.

"Please forgive me Miss" he said.

I was so panicked back then, a lot of people saw us. The car horn was unpretentious, some traffic police came and approached us. Keiko just glanced sharply at them, instantly they became silent and moved backwards.

They actually manage traffic to run smoothly through us. Everyone passed by without seeing us again, I could not understand how terrifying this person in front of me was. I felt sorry to see him kneeling on the hot asphalt from the hot sun.

"Come in" I said to him from behind the window. Keiko stood up, bowing long thanking me so many times.

Keiko started driving slowly, I asked her to continue the story earlier. Keiko refused, and then I used that style. "It's orders! tell me!" my snapping.

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Title: My husband is CEO of Cilok

Napen: Tie tick

Having the ambition of being the wife of a CEO is a dream of most women, especially if the woman is an online novel writer, surely her imagination is beyond reasonable limits.

Shasa, that's the name of a twenty-three-year-old girl who has strange ideals—ia wants her fate like one of the Hollywood movie characters who has a husband of a big company owner, a big company owner, even Shasa willingly rejected the proposal from the child of the law just because of strange ideals. Will Shasa's hopes be fulfilled? Could Shasa be the wife of a young CEO like his ideals all along?