Young Master's Choice

Young Master's Choice
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"Here's your share of money, use it as you please. But remember, you have to be kind and obedient to Mr. Hexa, don't make trouble if you still want to stay in this country." Madam uttered that while throwing a brown envelope on the table right in front of Dhira.


At first glance Dhira glanced at the envelope before she looked up at the middle-aged woman standing beside her.


"What?"


"What are you looking at me like that for? You dare, hm?!" snapped madam.


It must be admitted, the woman who founded the brothel was indeed quite fierce and ferocious, even Dhira did not dare to refute it with a fight argument.


Dhira's hand grabbed the envelope and saw the contents inside.


There's a stack of paper money in there.


'What's this? Money from selling me?' his inner.


He was not happy about it, just like being working with madam to enjoy money from selling themselves, while being in that place was purely not his will.


Dhira returned the envelope to the table.


"Why? You feel it's less? Just tell me how much nominal you want," said madam.


"You take the money, enjoy it as you please, for I am not willing to use the dirty money for my needs, disgusting" Dhira refused as she rose from her place to leave madam immediately. However, the madam managed to pull her strung hair, until she took a few steps back with a face that was enduring the pain.


"Let go! What the fuck?" Dhira tried to hold the hand of the madam so that the tensile strength was not so great.


"You dare to be less than me, huh?! You forgot, your mother is even more of a jerk! You're just a fun-producing toy to him, why do you desperately maintain the self-esteem that even all of it has been trampled on by the people closest to you?" Madam looked angry, only this time there was a son who dared to be insolent to her.


Dhira could only grit his teeth holding the pent-up anger, he fell to the floor after the madam threw him hard, instantly the throbbing in his head began to feel the violent effects of the madam.


"Bring her to the address I gave her, remember to be more careful, that wild woman might have been intent on escaping, if you could just tie her up, she said, do not throw tantrums and anger Mr. Hexa" he commanded the two men he paid for the task.


Dhira who ran out of energy after being gang-raped earlier, unable to rebel, he is now resigned to being taken by the two men.


...****...


Johan Iskandar, secretary and also accomplice of Mr. Hexa, now he felt bad when he saw his master was closing his eyes calmly, he said, afraid to disturb him until he stood long enough in front of Mr. Hexa.


"Is there anything you want to say?" Even without opening her eyes, Hexa could sense that Secretary Jo wanted to convey something.


"Sorry, young master. The woman has already arrived at the place you wanted ten minutes ago." Talking while bowing your head.


Mr. Hexa slowly opened her eyes and lowered her legs from the table, her index finger tapping on the table slowly, as well as with eyes that seemed to be thinking about something, but the look on his face could not be read in the slightest.


Shortly after, he got up, walking and said, "Then get there now."


Five star elite hotel.


Hexa seemed to furrow her eyebrows when she saw Dhira in a condition that was being bound and her eyes closed.


Then he turned to Secretary Jo and gestured, The secretary immediately understood and immediately approached Dhira.


Dhira could clearly hear the sound of footsteps approaching towards him.


"Sorry, Miss." That's what he heard before his hand was removed from the rope.


Secretary Jo also removed the cloth covering Dhira's eyes.


Vaguely blurry there was a shadow of the man standing before him, until the shadow slowly became clearer and more real.


"What's your name?"


The voice before him sounded loud and heavy, indeed very emitting the aura of a man who was so firm and cold, behind the cold, perhaps that was the reason why many women were after him. He was handsome and rich, wasn't that the kind of man women wanted today? Yes, although not all women want that type of man. If you can get it, why not?


Although Hexa already knew the background and full name of Dhira, but she still asked him to see if the woman would be honest or even dare to lie to him.


Seeing Dhira silent, Secretary Jo spoke up. "No need to be nervous, Miss. Just answer me."


"My n-name is Andhira, sir," he stuttered. Instead of being amazed by the good looks of Hexa, Dhira was even more afraid to see the look of her who did not have the slightest smile.


Hexa remained silent, remained silent for quite a while, then turned around and left Dhira in the room.


"Good rest, Miss. I'll see you again." Secretary Jo comes out after his young master.


'Is it just like that? This serious?'


"Not doing anything?" muttered Dhira unexpectedly. Although he also did not want anything from the man, but after spending a lot of money to buy himself, did not look a little strange if only meet and ask for names only.


Let alone Dhira, even Secretary Jo who had been by Mr. Hexa's side for several years did not even understand why his superior had only come to see and ask for names, not doing anything as he expected.


'When can I read the young master's mind? He was really mysterious, ' Inner Secretary Jo while glancing at the face of his superiors through the rearview mirror of a car that was splitting the city streets that were only illuminated by lighting lights.


"Sorry, young master, do you want to go back to the company or go home?"


Still with her eyes closed Hexa replied, "back to the company."


It was expected that the man would definitely return to work even in the late night, where some people had already fallen asleep in a dream, but he was still swooping in front of the computer and company documents.


Are the lives of these wealthy elites so boring? Just spending time working and working, are they unthinkable to have fun with friends or family?


The answer is yes, indeed the life of this rich Hexa is so boring for others who do not understand, but for him, work is a reason why he still remains sane until this moment.


What is family to a Hexa? They are just like an antique decoration, maintained boring, discarded too dear. His family doesn't even care about him.