Miss Billionaire Prisoner

“Wow…look who is this?”A beautiful voice rang out from that direction. "Come here, you can't let a weak woman like me walk unsteadily on you, can you?"Sighs in disgust, but there is no other choice but to obey. The man had thrown away his feelings of shame since he set foot in the courtyard of the magnificent house. So, he was already trapped by despair, there was no way for him to turn backNow, heavy steps take him to the valley of hell. Low lighting makes the atmosphere even more uncomfortable. Plus the smell of lavender wafts from the scented candles, very sharp. It was clear that he was trying hard to contain his dislike of the fragrance.“Damian Van Xaldrich, what fun thing brought you here?” asked Almeera, pulling the man's firm jaw up to look up. While grinning evilly seeing the person kneeling under his feet.“That looks fun, huh? There's no way you don't know, this all happened because of you!” The tone of voice is full of emphasis, and his eyes squint, but the volume was

“We can hold our hunger if you want! Rather than having to live without a leader, Damian!” I don't know how many times Freya had said the same thing, but there was no response from the man. Still steadfast in the decision to surrender to the most terrible place, in return for that, 'they' must provide fresh bloodstock for all members of the Dorgalan Clan forever. Damian Van Xaldrich is the figure the clan chiefs are most looking for. So only with such requirements, do they gladly agree. However, on the other side, going there is not an easy thing. No matter how terrible the world that humans live in, it can't compare to the cruelty of the pressure in that place. A mysterious island, its existence is not found on the world map. Darklhorgie, which is always shrouded in fog so that it is not detected or even glimpsed by tourists. “President!" William tried to restrain the man's steps with his magic, but it was easily dispelled. What was the meaning of his strength in front of the cla

“Hohoho… who the hell is accompanying you this time, Miss?” The three beauty clinic nurses flocked to see the tall figure on the right side of A. More precisely, hope. Because a large blanket covers his head to toe. Half of the face is also covered with a black mask. How could he want to let his body be exposed, or recognized by people? After all, Damian was a director of a company. He was willing to obey orders to improve his image, if caught going out with that woman, things would get worse. If it was like that, he had no other way. He should have had one disciple inherit the clan head position. Regret always comes at the end. “He is my favorite,” said Almeera pulling the black rope tied around Damian's neck. “Come on… we have to beautify ourselves because soon there will be an important event.” After the two of them entered the room, the three women there gave a muffled scream. Guessing who was behind the big blanket, maybe an actor, they thought. On the reddish-brown sofa, D

“Looks like you’re not feeling well. Let’s just pretend I didn’t hear that earlier,” William said, bowing 90° degrees in respect, then left at full speed.Leaving Damian, who was staring fiercely at his manager’s departure without giving an answer first. He took a deep breath and leaned back, with his eyes closed, chanting a magic spell, but was cut off because he didn’t remember the whole thing. Even though a few days ago, he was still able to do telepathy with the vampires outside the city.After the failed experiment, Damian picked up a mobile phone that was beautifully carved, resembling a wood that grew deep in the forest. Then contacted a woman who worked at the reception of the branch office. She put the telephone down after telling the leadership there to update them on developments as well as problems that occurred because he couldn’t go back and forth to check the condition of every branch of the company.The VSOUTE company has three branches spread across the countries t