(Love Hurts!) Trapped By Mr. Mobster
Sent away

Dachinko Mansion

Arnold couldn't bear to not see his father, he was eager to know if his sister had told him what was really going on.

"Where's daddy?" she asked when one of the maids said the man was no longer in her sister's room.

"Sir is on business, does the young master want to see the lady?" ask one of the servants.

"Where's the ball?" ask her nervously and doubtfully.

"Do you want to see Miss?" asked the waiter a soft voice could not answer where their beautiful lady was.

Arnold nodded, his sister's bedroom door was opened.

His pupils dilated instantly when he saw a medical device placed around a small child who looked so tiny on the bed of the adult.

"Bie..Bian why?" her astonished question and not her forward looking but rather her steps backward involuntarily.

The servant exhaled his breath softly, he could not say anything because his status was not entitled to know.

And what he clearly knew right now was that the young lady who had come in such a wounded state.

Why is it gini?! Bian is always lucky!

The boy stared in disbelief, he really hoped that his little brother would disappear and leave but he did not know if his expectations had great consequences.

If Daddy knows me...

Arnold turned around, he could not bear to see the tiny body full of layers of bandages and bruised skin surrounded by the medical device.

Meanwhile.

Torn bodies, skin peeling from the coals, shattered hands and feet made the three men crawl on the floor.

The man stared intently, for him death was too light to penetrate what those people had done to his beloved beautiful daughter.

A slightly strange statement and place about what his son said, his face turned no longer looking at the people begging for life.

......................

2 Days later.

Rai Residence

The girl slammed her body on the soft sofa, looking up at her phone that did not show any notification from the man who upset her.

But seeing the notification of the man who was there at all also made her even more upset.

"What do I think?" ask her while rubbing her face violently.

Ting!

The girl looked directly at her cell phone, although not someone she thought she was, but she could not ignore someone she was supposed to wait for.

"Zayn?" his murmur was smirking.

Yes, a notification from his fiancee that invites him to come out after the job is done.

There was no reason for the girl to reject the invitation from her fiance.

After replying to the message if she would wait to be picked up, Louise breathed softly.

He covered his face with his arms and tried to clear his mind. He was just nervous for reasons he didn't know.

"Did I eat wrong? Why does his innate annoyance continue?"

Decak her who woke up and of course her goal to her refrigerator to find a sedative that has a pink color, pink, the taste is slightly sour and fresh with a sweet and milky taste left in its mouth.

What else if not strawberry ice cream in stock a lot by the brother specifically for her.

......................

Dachinko Mansion

The little girl was still unconscious at all, while the father kept watch without thinking about anything else. The man began to worry when he saw the beloved daughter did not give any reaction.

"You say he can recover? Why isn't he awake?" james asked as he gently stroked the head of his beautiful daughter.

"Right, but Miss Bian also has a lot of injuries and certainly needs more time to recover" Chiko replied to her master.

The man stood up, knowing that his son kept peeking and looking behind the door but did not enter his sister's room.

"You keep looking inside, why don't you come in?" his question looked towards his adoptive son who was 8 years old.

"I.iya Dad.." answered softly while turning his face away.

"Now is it calm? Can you talk well?" ask her to her adopted son.

Arnold was nervous, he looked down and did not see the eyes of the father who was talking to him.

"Follow me" said the man who walked out and into his study.

For the last two days there was no tension that could be obtained from the 8-year-old who always cried when asked.

"I don't know Dad..."

"I'm sorry, I made Bian sick..."

"Al can't take care of Bian..."

His words began to cry again, when talking to his father.

He felt guilty for what happened to his little sister. He thought the little girl would still be fine even if she left him however he thought wrong.

The fate of her beautiful sister was not always smooth and lucky because of getting such a disaster and even more so because of her actions.

Afraid?

Of course, in addition to feeling guilty, he also felt very afraid if the father knew what happened.

"really? But why did I find anything else?" ask the man while he starts playing the video he got.

Searching for the whole place where his daughter passed during the disappearance must be done, of course, he had to do, in addition to rooting out the people who want to sell his favorite daughter's organs he must find her pimp first.

Although he was his largest city, many rotten roots spread without his knowledge, and when he searched for it he found something else.

"Why did you lie and leave your sister?" her question is now no longer waiting for the eight-year-old boy to say with his own.

Arnold was trembling more and more because of his crying, he could not help his fear and tears.

"Al had no intention of making Bian sick so, Al did not know that it would be this way." said with his cry that he felt guilty.

"I asked your reason," pressed the man once more which made the little boy in front of her so distressed.

"Daddy just loves Bianca..."

"When I'm Daddy's son, too..."

The cry that said about the jealousy that was buried long in his heart.

"You're not my son, you know that."

The deg!

Arnold flinched, he petrified hearing her. He knew, but that word hurt his feelings.

"You want to see your real father?" ask the man who got up and took the map containing the description of his adopted son.

This time although it is not his business but he sought out the ins and outs of his adopted son.

And the reason why the boy was so similar to his was already answered already.

"Gerald Stone Dachinko,"

One name that made Al turned to look at the father and took the map given.

"He still counts my cousin" continued who is also supposed to be a child in front of him still have kinship in his.

He remembers that name, the name of his cousin who took all his toys and treated him like a family burden after his custody fell into the hands of his uncle and aunt from his father's family.

Though the family was the one who took all the rights he had but he was treated cruelly to make his run away at a young age and went to the place of uncle and aunt of the family her mother.

Arnold opened the map, the information if his biological father had died six years ago because of a narcotic overdose would make him increasingly unable to see his biological father.

"I'm not sure but I don't think Bella is your real mother either" the man continued.

He did not investigate who the biological mother of his adopted son was but he only felt that his former lover was not the biological mother of his adopted son.

The man crouched down to equal his height and his gaze towards his adopted son.

"You know? Why do I keep raising you to be my son when I'm not your real father?" ask the boy who said nothing but crying.

A few years ago, he attempted to seize custody and make the boy officially his son in the eyes of the law.

"The color I think you can really be my son, I loved you when he was still carrying you." his words remember a time when he still did not know if the child was not his biological child.

"I'll send you away, you live well without making a sound or causing trouble and only you can come back here with my permission." said the man who looked with cold eyes and got up.

He was very angry at his adopted son but he also had already put his heart as a parent for the boy.

And it was the affection and tolerance he gave to someone he at least once cared for as his 'real child' even though his affection was not as great as his daughter's.

"Dad.." call her soft with her cry.

"And..."

"Like now you can change your calling too, because you already know your father now you can stop calling me with that call."

"I will remain your legal guardian until you grow up or so on but I will no longer be your father." his words with a flat face and eyes that do not feel sorry to see the tears of his adopted son.

Because he who has taken custody of the child, of course, he cannot return it to the child's parents before him.

"You'd better hasten your departure, because I'm not a patient person either." his words were angry but if he hurt his adopted son as his daughter felt he would lose his other child.