Young Master's Choice

Be free? Don't Hope!

They arrive at Hexa's house at night, a long journey that leaves Dhira's entire body feeling like he's been whipped hundreds of times.

To stand up straight also feels so difficult, with a step that stumbled trying to compensate for the speed of the Hexa step that has not spoken a single word since.

Dhira also had a glance towards Secretary Jo, also remained the same, their bodies even remained fit despite being on the way all day.

'What is his body made of? They felt like they did not feel the slightest fatigue after sitting in the car for hours, ' Inner Dhira, said, continue to feel astonished when the steps of the two of them so quickly entered the house while he was still struggling in front of the terrace.

Dhira immediately threw his body onto the sofa for the sake of breathing tired for a while, but Hexa turned her head towards him and said in such a cold voice.

"Who allowed you to sit there?"

Dhira looked at Hexa who was sitting next to him in a daze, then moved to look at Secretary Jo who was standing next to Hexa hoping to get an answer from the man about Hexa's attitude which was suddenly so fierce, so fierce, but Secretary Jo lowered her head as if she didn't care.

'What other mistakes have I made?' Dhira kept asking in his heart, but still found no answer until Hexa finally said, "Stand now!"

Dhira quickly obeyed him and stood up even though his body was all sick.

"You come back, you pick me up on time tomorrow, I don't like a second delay, whatever the reason, you know?!" said the cold man to Secretary Jo.

"Good, Sir. I am resigned, "Secretary Jo politely replied and bowed before she actually left her employer's house.

"Then I also want to go upstairs first, sir," Dhira said in a polite tone as possible, this man in front of him is sensitive, should not make mistakes both in speaking and acting, otherwise then the man could have turned into a ferocious tiger in an instant.

Just wanting to step up, Hexa had already stopped her by saying, "I'm not saying that you can leave now."

Again, Dhira looked at Hexa with a look of astonishment, have not these days, this man is no longer so cold to her? Why is it getting creepy now?

'It was in vain yesterday that I defended in front of his grandfather, knowing that his attitude would be like this, I better tell him frankly that he did force me to stay with him. Basic, no gratitude in the least.' His grunts, which no one heard, only Dhira and God knew.

True, what does it mean to say thank you to Hexa? Instead of saying that, he prefers to show it directly with a real form as a sign of gratitude, not just a speech that is not useful to him at all, but because now he is upset, he said, so Dhira must accept the bitter taste of Hexa upset that he does not know the cause.

"Help take off my shoes, after that give a light massage on my head," he said as he straightened the legs showing the two shoes are still perfectly attached to his feet. He really was like a proud boss. Oh no, rather he was indeed a boss who with just one word, then everyone would obey his orders. It also made Dhira more and more unable to do much.

'Based on the striped-nose man, rather than thinking of him as a boss, the striped-nose man seemed more suitable to him, he forgot to kiss me without permission, and now even acts indifferent as if I were a test goat.'

Dhira again sat down, while one by one opening the shoes and socks Hexa who is now relaxing by leaning her back and head on the body of the sofa.

'Fuck, even the back of his foot looks so charming, ' his mind again while turning a face annoyed at himself, because it has been fascinated with a pair of legs, ' he said, it is even the lowest part of the body that lies among the rest of the body.

It was indeed the first time for Dhira to see Hexa's legs at close range, and unexpectedly, he was instead fascinated by that first glance, absolutely ridiculous.

After taking off his shoes, Dhira walked to the back of the chair and gnawed Hexa's head, neither slowly nor too hard, hoping that the man would not look for faults through his massage.

"Enough, don't go on." Hexa keeps her head away from Dhira.

"Now you better prepare water for me to take a bath, your massage is too ordinary, it doesn't relieve my headache at all" he said coldly, Dhira speechless, then stepped away to climb the stairs with slow steps.

He's really tired now, and instead has to take care of an adult baby who can't do everything on his own, he can't believe enough why a guy like Hexa can be that successful in his career, taking care of yourself cannot.

"Huft .. Patience of Dhira." He could only stroke his chest while laying his head on the edge of the bathtub, while waiting for the water to fill up for the spoiled young master to bathe.

Before long the sound of footsteps approaching the bathroom, Dhira immediately woke up, not to look lazy if you do not want to see the tiger roar again.

What exactly upset him? Thought Dhira.

"Good, Sir." Dhira hurried out of there, and Hexa locked the door ready to clean her body.

The next second, Hexa came out and changed into a dressing room.

Behind it, there is a sacrifice of someone who is not considered, Dhira even sweats despite being under the auspices of AC. I don't know what his body smells like now.

"Come out, I want a break," he said without caring about Dhira's hard work going there and preparing everything he needed.

'Sweet is thrown away. This is the fate of people who have nothing, ' the inner Dhira who can not liken his feelings that have somehow plunged as deep as now.

Dhira was still in place.

"Sir, if I could pay off the money you spent to buy me at that time, would I be able to get out of this house and live freely?"

He was actually very hesitant to ask that, but he was really challenged by Hexa's fickle attitude, it was difficult if he continued to stay with the man for good.

Hexa suddenly looked at Dhira with sharp eyes, like an eagle about to pounce on its prey, it made Dhira slightly bud.

"You dare to question that?" With a sharp and cynical swooping smile.

He was still upset at Dhira, and the woman questioned something he did not want to hear.

Dhira was getting more and more down. Believe me, he was truly sorry to have spoken so much in front of Hexa.

Hexa approached Dhira with an intimidating step, let alone Dhira, the lizard on the wall also blurred to see the cold aura that was so dense in the face of Hexa.

"You want to live free? Didn't you ask first how much money you have to pay off?"

"Ck, even if you pay for it with your whole life, you won't be able to pay it off." Hexa's grin looked even more terrifying at such a close distance. Able to make the feathers of Rome stand instantly.

'Yes, it's so stupid, my life is so despicable, it can't be compared to his money, I'm so stupid that I dare expect freedom from him.'

Dhira could only say it in his heart, cursing his shameless self and not realizing who he was.

"Come out, you're making me dizzy." Hexa turned her body towards the table and leaned there, Dhira obediently left the room with a desperate step.

Both people who are equally unable to realize what each feeling like, can only vent in a different way.

Hexa stared at the tightly shut door leaf after the departure of the girl who had made her growl.

"Ish, it's good that I didn't touch him, he was constantly provoking my emotions" he muttered, feeling increasingly anxious about Dhira.

The more Dhira wants a free life, the more challenged he is to keep the girl locked up in his prison.

Forgive Mr. Hexa, yes, Guys. Love him with all his advantages. Hih..