Unlucky Bride (The Poor Bride)

Unlucky Bride (The Poor Bride)
Chapter 13 ~ Stuck



Afternoon had changed the night, while Faylan was still pedaling a bicycle until finally managed to find a building that matches the address listed on the business card. Although a little hesitant, but Faylan managed to convince himself and began to step into the three-story building in front of him.


"With Miss Faylan?" a formally dressed woman approached him.


"Yes, really. I'm Faylan."


"Let's come with me, lady, you've been waiting in the room" he asked, Faylan trailing behind the woman who looks like a secretary or personal assistant.


Faylan was brought to a room, which in front of the door was guarded boddyguard burly with a creepy face. They numbered about ten people. Faylan was terrified when she recalled the scene where she was sold by her father.


Two boddyguards opened the door, the woman who led him let Faylan in. Faylan felt his heart thump, a feeling of uneasiness enveloping his heart.


"Thank you," despite being scared, Faylan still answered kindly, the beautiful, sexy-clothed woman nodded her head in response.


Faylan stepped slowly, he stopped his steps and then turned his back when surprised by the door that was immediately closed from the outside.


"Finally Miss Faylan came too, please sit down," said the middle-aged man who immediately rose to greet Faylan's arrival.


"Before sitting down, may I ask you first?" pinta Faylan's.


The middle-aged man looked at Faylan while rubbing his chin, he was considering Faylan's request.


"Of course, please ask," she replied.


"Before joining, I want you to know that I am an underage girl. For that, I want to ask what kind of work will I do?" ask Faylan not to get stuck.


"Miss has come here and that means Miss Faylan has accepted the job I offer" she replied grinningly. Faylan realized that he had made a mistake.


"But I haven't signed any contracts yet!" faylan retreated slowly.


"Haha ... Miss will sign it. Whoever has come to this place will not be able to come out" the middle-aged man revealed his true face. Faylan felt that she was the most stupid woman ever.


"No way!" faylan shouted running towards the door and tried to open it.


"I told you who came here. Then, he won't be able to leave" he said approaching and trying to capture Faylan. But Faylan managed to escape. The middle-aged man gave a slanted smile, then went back to catching Faylan.


Praang!


Faylan broke a vase of flowers, took a sharp part and pointed it at the middle-aged man who wanted to catch it.


"What are you guys doing out there!" snapped it. The door opened, ten boddyguards giving Faylan a starving look.


"Don't come any closer!" faylan shouted while directing the shard that he still held tightly until blood dripped from his injured palm. Instead of being afraid, they smiled and pulled out their weapons in the form of knives.


"Out of course," Faylan's mind confused as to what to do. She was just a weak woman who could not even step on an ant. How he fought the hungry lions who wanted to hunt him.


Praang!


All the confused men saw Faylan suddenly throw away his weapon.


"All right, I'm giving up, sir. I will not be able to leave this place. Whatever work I'm given will be done" Faylan said, giving up.


"Try this, the lady won't get hurt. You may go," the man drove his boddyguards away to return to the place.


"Yes, Ana!"


"Yes, Sir."


"Take this woman, treat the wound, then change her clothes. Make sure he doesn't run away" he ordered.


"Good, Sir."


The two sexy women carried and treated the wound on Faylan's palm. Not only that, they both also forced Faylan to wear sexy clothes just like they wore.


After being beautifully groomed, Faylan sat on the sofa, looking around, trying to find an opening to escape. Faylan let out a long sigh, this time he really could not escape.


"Free, miss won't be able to get away from this place."


"Are you two victims?" asked Faylan and the two women who prepared him just nodded their heads with flat expressions.


"What if the three of us work together to escape?" bargain Faylan.


"Already, you better take it. Although heartless, but at least our wages are not cut. They give us a salary according to our hard work" said a woman named Kei.


Faylan was tempted to hear it. But, he still will not make his body as a tool to make money. "If they are already seniors, they will not be too restrictive or coercive."


"What will they give you?" it seems Faylan was a little tempted. He would not have done a fatal scene. They said Faylan would only do a kiss scene, after which she showed her innocent body.


"Many, Miss. Very much. Better just try it first, if it really doesn't feel at home just go."


The two women took Faylan to the other room. Faylan stepped confidently closer to a handsome male actor who was about to do a kiss scene with her. Faylan looked very nervous because she had never kissed before.


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Ckit it!


"What are you doing, Juan!" snarled Allison wrathful.


"Sorry, sir. But, isn't that Miss Faylan's bike," point Juan's assistant out there.


"If so, why?" ketus Allison's.


"Master, that building is a company that makes adult movies andโ€”"


Juan's assistant had not finished his sentence, but Allison had gotten out of the car with wide strides. Juan's assistant soon followed. Not forgetting he called the guards to come help.


BRACKET!


Allison's door opened with a kick of her foot. No one dared to stop Allison. Including the middle-aged man who offered Faylan a job.


"FAYLANS!" Allison pressed her call. Faylan who was just about to kiss was astonished at the arrival of Allison who approached her with a sharp gaze, red face and tightened neck veins.


Bruk!


A raw bogem Allison landed on the actor next to Faylan. Faylan was sculpting, his body felt weak, even his tongue was crazily in shock.


Allison took off her suit, then made it into Faylan's sexy body. Faylan resigned when Allison carried her and took her away.


"Juan, you know what you have to do, don't you?"


"I understand, Sir," replied Juan smiling wryly looking at some of the men inside the building.


Allison resumed his steps, he put Faylan in the car, then drove the car at high speed. During the trip, Faylan only fell silent in fear.


Arriving at the spring mansion, Allison again carried Faylan and headed for her room. Faylan looked panicked, especially when Allison threw her body on the bed.


"What are you doing there?" Now, Allison is supporting Faylan's body.


"Work," replied Faylan with lips shaking violently. Allison looked at Faylan low.


"For money?' Faylan nodded his head.


"Ck! For money you sell bodies?"


"Why? Is something wrong? Didn't you buy my body too?"


THE PLAQUE!


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