ISOLATED (Bracketed)
#Like a broken thread

# ### Reyhan Louis De Willson (De Willson series 5)

# Seira Borbone's

My name is Seira Borbone, the first daughter of the Borbone group, I am an heir appointed by my father because our family has no sons.

I was born in New Zealand and raised in Milan, Italy. But this time my family took me on vacation to Indonesia to meet one of his business partners.

I just said on vacation. But really, the vacation that people like us mean is to establish business cooperation.

I'm fed up with the company's whiny tektek, a dinner whose chatter revolves only around business and investment.

The life of the rich is like a thread wrapped around money and wealth. The various ways they discuss so that their threads are not wrapped around poverty.

My ideals work in a publishing company, I want to make my own mind related to books, I love reading. I want to meet a lot of famous writers, I want more time to read than to talk to these boring company leaders.

Really, I don't really understand much about business. How could my father give up the Borbone group to me, if it happened one day, I intended to turn the Borbone group into a book publishing company.

"Sir, is this your daughter?" asked an old man staring at me with his faint smile.

We were all business associates who opened cooperation with the De Willson group sitting at long tables waiting for their presence.

"Yes, she's Seira Borbone, my first daughter."

"Hallo, Miss. I'm from the AFC group." The old man extended his hand to me.

I who was sitting in front of him also received a helping hand while smiling faintly. It's the manners of the heirs my father taught me. And inevitably I have to be polite to them.

"And this is Eza, my heir."

Eza extended her hand to me with a smile while looking at me. I'm used to that smile, the smile of a seductive man.

I received Eza's hand again.

"You're so sweet Miss Seira."

"Thank you" I said with a faint smile.

We talked again, only I felt bored and uncomfortable being among them all. And Eza, she keeps looking at me without blinking, but I don't care.

The large door opened and several well-dressed men entered. Their faces were very flat with one tall man walking the front, he seemed to be the youngest among the others. But they all had a bewok on his face.

Everyone stood up and I stood up and they bowed to some of the men who had just arrived. My dad pressed my head down and then I knew I was bowing to the De Willson group.

They sat down to join us all, I saw two middle-aged men whose faces were the same. And there was one man who was similar to the man who was sitting in his great chair.

"That's Mr. Reagan and that's Mr. Rey, De Willson's heir is already falling to Mr. Rey" whispered my father.

I looked at Rey and she seemed to realize I was staring at her. The man who was reading the file suddenly puffed his head and looked at me for a split second with his sharp eyes. I immediately dropped my gaze on the file before me by biting my lower lip.

It was a horrible look, really.

"Dad, may I go to the bathroom" I whispered.

"There's no time to go to the bathroom, Seira." My father suppressed his words as if his words should not be denied by me.

I exhaled and unintentionally my eyes looked back at the cold man. And Rey, she's looking at me out of nowhere.

Then he closed the file with his eyes still on me. Really, I was so nervous like I had just done wrong to that man.

Everyone stared at Rey when the file was closed.

"What's wrong?"

I can still hear her father asking Rey that question.

Rey did not say anything, she who was originally sitting upright, leaning her back on the back of the chair.

"Whoever is not ready for the meeting now, I give fifteen minutes. Maybe someone wants to go to the bathroom."

The man said with a flat face and eyes still staring fixedly at me as if his words had just been aimed at me.

Everyone looked at each other, perhaps they were wondering, which business partner wanted to go to the bathroom when the meeting was about to start. That's a disrespectful attitude and a very bad attitude, my father once taught that. But this time I really wanted to go to the bathroom.

I hesitantly raised my hand making my father sitting at the side widen his eyes.

"Seira - -"

"I'm going to the bathroom for a while, sir." I cut off my father's words and I ventured to ask permission by looking into Rey's eyes.

All eyes were fixed on me. Rey didn't speak anything, she just nodded her head faintly.

I hurriedly left the room making my father managed to exhale disappointed in my attitude. I don't care about it, I have to quickly clear this call of nature, I can't stand it.

****

My eyes blinked, my head buzzed and hurt, I hissed and opened my eyes, everything was blurry until I had to blink a few times.

I circled my eyes, staring in confusion at the room I did not know. And realizing that I was in bed, I got out of bed, sat down and kept trying to recognize this room.

The last thing I remember, I went to the bathroom at a meeting with the De Willson group.

The moment of the meeting until I was in this room was like a broken thread, I didn't know how it went after I got the bathroom, really.

I got out of bed, because my head was dizzy, I was holding on to the table.

This room is very dark, there is only one lamp on the bedside table that lights up making the entire room become dim.

I stopped my steps when I realized something. My shirt, my formal dress is now turned into a white shirt on my knees. I hold my own body. And good luck ... I'm not wearing a bra even ****** *****.

Am I in raping someone?

The door opened to surprise me.

"It's still night, why are you awake, Seira."

I narrowed my eyes, trying to see who the man who had just entered was because this room was too dark. And I instantly widened my eyes as Mr. Rey stood before me wearing a black t-shirt and trousers.

"T-Master Rey ..."

"Hm? It's still night, sleep."

His hands caressed my cheeks casually as if we were lovers.

I immediately shook off his hand and sprayed him with a no-nonsense question. "This where? And why am I here?"

"This is my house, Seira."

I widened my eyes, why am I at Mr. Rey's house. "What's going on? And why don't I wear underwear. A-what .. are you --"

"I changed your clothes because there was a bedeb*h who almost raped you, Seira. All your clothes are covered with dirty hands. I don't like."

I stood still for a moment, trying to digest his words, who would want to rape me? I don't even remember at all.

"Nobody wants to rape me. Are you bragging, sir?"

"I'm not bragging, Seira."

"Okay, if I'm almost raped, you can't change my clothes as you please. It's the same way you're harassing me because there's a part of my body that you shouldn't be looking at."

"I told you I don't like your clothes that have been covered with dirty hands, Seira. Besides, I didn't do anything to you."

"How can I believe what you say?"

He smiled slanted. "The only way I'm fucking you right now. If you're still bleeding it means you're still virgin. How's it?"

I sighed by closing my eyes trying to neutralize my anger that was about to rise into the crown. Men like Rey are not one in this world, I am often tempted by some men who always say they want to fuck me, so I am not surprised by Rey's words.

"Where's my dad?" ask me to divert Rey's shitty pranks.

"I don't know."

"What do you mean you don't know? We were meeting that morning, remember?"

"We're not meeting."

"Huh?" I cringed in wonder.

"I really don't understand what you're saying. I'm leaving."

I just stepped towards the door, Rey caught my body, I rebelled and Rey slammed me into the bed.

"The outside world isn't good for you, Seira." his his sizzle gave me goosebumps.

I looked at her inching backwards in fear, why Rey grabbed my body and threw me into bed as if she didn't like me leaving.

"What do you mean, sir?"

"Call me Rey, you don't have to be formal to me."

"Let me go."

"No."

"This is not my house."

"My house is also your house, Seira."

I nodded, not understanding his every word. Is Rey really a lunatic? Why does he keep boasting like this, saying I want to be raped by someone when I don't remember anything, forbid me from leaving until I say that this is also my home.

Rey approached me until she slightly bent over me. His hand caressed my head with a cold face and his sharp eyes made my heart pound in fear until my breathing was irregular.

"Stay here, Seira."

He said with a heavy voice.

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