Young Master's Choice

The Young Master

"How is he doing?"

"It's still not conscious, sir, but he should be fine, the doctor said the stings were because of depression," replied the subordinate who always faithfully followed wherever his boss went.

Hexagonal Prinanda, a grown man who serves as CEO of a company still led by his father, is known as a cold-blooded man, his smile is a dream of every person. However, it would only be an endless shadow. The man may never show his smile forever, or you could say he never smiled.

This time he was in an elite hospital, to make sure the woman he hit did not suffer serious injuries.

Somehow the mood was so chaotic at that time, so unfocused and unconsciously he hit a woman who was crossing the street.

"Why be treated if it's okay? Now also you look for his background, where and with whom he lives, take him home while still unconscious, compensate his family for further expenses if at any time he is dying." After delivering the order, he stepped away from the hospital. Johan, his secretary nodded obediently.

No one can stop if the boss is willing, if asked to be repatriated, then he must return the woman, even with a state of unconscious like a dead person.

...****...

"Let go! You have no right to force me. Release now!" Andhira rebelled as vigorously as two men grabbed her arms and carried her into a sizable room, in which she was filled with several scantily dressed women, aka sexy.

They all look beautiful with a sharp makeup polish and a dress that twinkles like a disco.

Bruk!

All gazed towards Dhira as he was thrown in.

Dhira hurriedly woke up with a slightly stiff expression.

One of them approached her and noticed Dhira's tangled appearance.

"New kid?" His tone sounded cynical.

"Guys, how good is it first?" tell it to other friends.

"I think I'm a little thirsty, yeah. Ask dong for help with the new kid to get us all a drink!" exclaiming the woman who was possessed by a transvestite figure.

Dhira was still silent, observing all of them, dressing up so frenziedly, was anyone banging them simultaneously? Her thought.

Yeah, he's in a brothel right now, why else if it wasn't for his mom selling him there.

He had run away from home when he learned of his mother's evil intentions, but his luck even apes when in the middle of the road was hit by a car. Waking up, he was brought to this cursed place.

"Wage will be given, but dog food." Then he was angry after saying that.

Dhira clenched his hands so annoyed at his immoral remarks.

"Sound no? Ambilin drink! Go there!" The woman nearby pushed Dhira's body up almost nyungsep for the second time.

"Based on a group of dogs, willing to hire people, must first ask if the person wants to with your food. Disgusting" said Dhira boldly without a look who he was facing. Although his body was much smaller than all of them, but it did not scare him and would not allow himself to be oppressed by anyone.

"What did you say, hm?" Dhira's hair was forcibly pulled by the woman who approached him earlier.

"Dare to bully us with your trash mouth?" The trap grew louder until Dhira looked up to endure the pain.

Seeing that, all of a sudden all the women who were there approached him, then ganged his body with various blows so that he could not reveal how painful the punches and kicks they gave simultaneously on his small body.

"Sshhh, it hurts so much" Dhira's inner voice as her lips grimaced with the intense pain, it felt like bones were being crushed simultaneously. He can't even stand. If they fought him one by one, he could overcome it, but if he was ganged up, how could he possibly fight back?

'This group of women turned out to be more brutal than I thought, ' her inner self while looking at those who seemed satisfied looking at the agonized Dhira.

"That's the result if you dare to go against our orders." One by one they left Dhira who was still curled up on the floor.

"Are you okay?" said a woman who sincerely extended her hand to help Dhira wake up.

"No need to pity me." Dhira ignores him and tries to wake up on his own despite the difficulty.

Someone entered the room and stared at Dhira with a frowning forehead.

"What's wrong with this look of yours?" He looks wrathful at Dhira, while Dhira himself is lazy to respond to him.

"Shani, you hurry and dress her, the time is up. Remember, everyone has to look beautiful tonight" he told the half-woman man.

"Madam, how much is that guy?" ask one of them.

The middle-aged woman called madam by them was the founder of the brothel itself, she who arranged the browning for her children if anyone was interested, but every visitor was browning, unable to do so in this place directly, the bakers still bear the place or hotel to have fun with the women they choose.

"Have, don't ask too many questions. The wealth of this person cannot even be imagined by your little brain" he said, without being stale, then left the room.

Half an hour later those in the room were called to gather in the main room, standing neatly before the madam and there were still two more men beside her.

Dhira who still did not understand, just marched along like a stupid woman.

The two men were none other than the young master Hexa and her secretary.

Young Master Hexa walked in the rows of those women to pick one of them. All the women seemed to be amazed by his good looks, not even intending to stop their flirtatious eyes from staring at the creature with a near-perfect posture.

Instantly he stopped his steps when he was right in front of Andhira.

Hexa turned her head, raising Andhira's bowed chin using a pen that she carried in her suit pocket.

"Ck, it turns out to be just a woman who is a devote*r?" with a humbling smile.

Andhira felt suddenly that her romantic feather stood looking at the smile of the man before her.

"What was that? He smiled as if he was insulting me," Dhira's inner self did not accept.

"I want him, please deliver the goods to the address sent."

"Good, Sir. I guarantee you will send it on time," replied madam politely.

Mr. Hexa passed away and left the place followed by Secretary Jo.

"What the fuck? You mean they want me sent to that guy's place? What are they doing?" Instantly Dhira began to panic, why should he be chosen from the many beautiful women who were there.