At this time there was still nobody out here, apart from this tall man. But if she did not hurry, soon her father would find out.

"Hey! I am asking you, boy. You must be a thief. I'll call the police."

"Shhhhh! Stop shouting now! "

The voice of the person who was hanging on the rope shouted at him. Bernardo raised his eyebrows up in a surprise gesture. ...

A woman? ... Probably she was a tomboy. Wearing a cap to cover most of her face like that. He could not see if she had hair or not.

"Oh! So why are you hanging up there? I will call the guards. Your behavior is so suspicious. I know the owner of the house. "

Bernardo pretended to speak louder than necessary.

"Shhh!!! I said don't shout! I am not a thief ... You move here. Be quick!"

She said and ordered him. Bernardo made a frowned face. Did she just order him? Did she know who he was?!!

Bernardo saw she frowned as if she was in pain. Looking from where he was standing, she was trying to hold onto the thin rope. Then he knew straight away that her hands were hurt.

"I told you to move here ... quickly! I can't hold on anymore. "

The voice said hurriedly and frustratingly. Bernardo was surprised that this tomboy probably forgot that he and she were strangers and just met. The tone she used was, to order not to ask politely. And Bernardo Costa followed nobody's orders. But he was the one who gave orders instead.

"I am not helping a thief to climb up to rob people's house. I'll call the guards."

He said and then turned, took his phone out to press the buttons and prepared to walk away.

"Don't go yet. I am not a thief! But I am...um, ... I had been kidnaped by ah, Santo! Santo locked me up in the room and I am trying to escape!

She quickly said. Her brain was thinking to find a way to get out quick. He only turned his face to look.

"Really? ... Why has he done that? And who are you?"

Asked the dashing voice. He had suspicion and quite convinced that she was lying.

"Um, Santo, he...Um, is not good."

She tried to convince him. In her heart was saying sorry to her father ... But he truly was a terrible father. How could he do this to his own children?!

"Um, he caught me to sell to a mafia named Stefan."

She gave him another reason. In fact, it was a true reason.

Bernardo suddenly stopped his steps when he heard the name of Stefan. His handsome face frowned again. And he turned to look up at the woman again and put his phone back in his suit pocket.

"Really?"

"Oh, yes. Really. Can I borrow your shoulders a little?"

Amiya asked. Her hands were burning and suffering from cut wounds from the rope.

"Borrow my shoulders? Why?"

He asked and did not get it. This tomboy was so strange and her behavior was so suspicious.

"Um, please let me step on your shoulders. My hands are hurt. "

She said and kept glancing around as if she was afraid that somebody would walk out here and saw her. Bernardo could not believe what he just heard.

Did this tomboy just ask to put her feet on his shoulders?

This kid was so daring. His shoulders were only for girls to lean their heads on. No one had ever dared to use it as a foot cushion!

But before he could say or do anything, the slim body released her hands from the rope and was falling down. Bernardo gasped.

"Holy shit!"

Bernardo swore and quickly leaped to her. He put his arms out to grab and she was landing right in his hold just in time before hitting the ground.

But as he did not stand stably enough so he staggered and fell backward! His big body hit the ground hard and with her on top of him.

Amiya lay on top of the large and tough body. The landing was soft and safe. But the person under her was swearing fiercely.

Amiya hurried to get up. But the big hands grabbed her waist to stop her moving. His fierce face which she saw clearly at close range made her heart twitch a little.