(Love Hurts!) Trapped By Mr. Mobster
Can't really

The girl pushed hard until the man let go of her kiss.

"What are you doing?!" louise asked who immediately raised her voice while covering her wet lips with the back of her hand.

"I'm using my chance again this time, so can't I do it?" asked the man, looking at the girl.

"You're upset that I took your data?!" the face that looked upset was clearly painted.

"You're angry because I kissed you? Or would you rather she kiss you now?" ask the man with a straight look.

Louise smiled faintly hearing her, "Then you? What do you like about kissing me? You must have done it with other women, too, right?"

The man did not reply, he had indeed kissed many women before him. But that too has been a while.

"When I was with you I never did that" he said in a lower tone.

Louise just smiled bitterly at his hearing.

Why say that now?

"When you locked me up, you were still in touch with that woman, right? Then why don't you get married? You bought a ring for her." said the girl, glancing over the drawer right where she had found the ring.

James was silent again, thinking a few words to be able to answer the girl's words that were right on target.

"I told you the ring wasn't for her, right?" said the man once more.

"Now? You just said it now? Why not before?" asked the girl shook her head by staring at the nanar.

He remembers once how the man who re-forced his relationship after his body began to recover from surgery for his first child.

And after that?

The beautiful-looking ring was visible in his eyes, questions that were never answered and answers to situations that would certainly make anyone misunderstand.

"You did it to hurt me, didn't you?" louise asked the still-silent man.

The man didn't say anything, he couldn't say a single defense at all.

"Have you sent the data to your sister?" ask the man who switched his conversation.

Louise gave a small nod hearing him, she felt the man was now turning the conversation in another direction.

"You're not afraid that I'll give this to your enemy? You know I hate you, right?" the girl asked, waiting for an answer.

"Then now you hate me even more?" james asked because now the girl knew all her work.

"Hm, you're more of a jerk than I thought." replied Louise throwing her face away.

Narcotics, illegal drugs, human trafficking and his organs as well as some data showing murder for high-ranking officials.

"There's no point in being a good person" the man replied, turning to get a drink.

The door that opened made her step stop, the little girl looked up at the father who was taller than her.

"Daddy?"

That adorable voice called out to him.

"Have been here long?" asked the man who was bowing and carrying the tiny body.

Bianca shook her head, she looked behind her father and looked at the woman who had thrown her face away but knew who was right.

But he did not ask anything, looked at his father and just hugged him tightly.

"Mommy's here?" tanya Bianca started talking even though the father had carried her away so as not to ask about her mother first at this time.

"Yes, Bian miss Mommy?" ask the man to his beautiful daughter.

"Bian wants Daddy," replied Bianca, hugging her father tightly for fear of separation.

"Yes, Daddy's here." replied the man as he gently rubbed his daughter's tiny back.

...

Louise who began to realize that her phone was not there began to be confused.

But he did not show it and could still be calm while sitting on the sofa facing the open garden of the man.

While James went to prepare something because he had brought the girl.

For her every corner of the luxurious mansion felt stuffy, although very big just look at her like she could not breathe in her.

The tiny foot peeked behind the table from a considerable distance and did not approach.

Indeed, if asked to choose who he wanted to come with, he would answer quickly and without hesitation to follow his father, but that does not mean he does not have any curiosity at all about his mother.

Prangs!

An expensive jar with a shape that looked like a diamond was falling strewn across the floor. Of course the voice immediately made Louise turn her head.

Bianca flinched, she squatted down to hide her tiny body from her mother's sight.

Louise clasped her hands tightly, turned her face and acted like she did not see her little daughter.

Bianca stood up again, the mother flinching for her. He wanted to leave but stumbled on his own foot.

Bianca grimaced, her knees and hands injured by the shrapnel she dropped. His brown eyes began to water when he felt sore.

"Huk!"

"Hiks, Daddy..."

Her cry was soft, calling out to her father when she felt pain and fear.

The girl was silent for a moment, she heard the soft cry but she was still sitting in the same place even though she could not bear to hear it anymore.

"Daddy, huhu.." the girl's crying voice and sounding sad.

"Hum?" the crying stopped for a moment

The tall peach-colored heels with white and smooth tiered legs stopped right in front of her.

"If you know the wound must wake up, not cry,"

Speech that goes into the ear and feels his body lifted up.

He said nothing, no questions or scolding and whining like before him.

Louise took her breath, she stared wondering what she should do to such a beautiful doll-like creature?

If it can't be a mother at least she can do something a little suitable for her profession right?

"Stay here until I come back," said the man who turned to take P3K in the mansion and he won already know where he was because he lived long enough in that luxurious place.

Bianca tried to be quiet even though she was seen still holding back her cries. He waited without moving until the woman returned.

Meanwhile James looked at the phone he had taken earlier, the phone kept vibrating with the name calling and he also knew who was clear who was calling ya.

His hand swiped towards the red button and rejected the call. The call came from the girl's fiancee.

"A.kit... Bian wants Daddy.." his cries watered when his wounds were exposed to antiseptics.

There was no reply from Louise, but she knew the little girl had a scar that was quite a lot to make her not lost even though it had been almost a month.

"Bianca?" her call looked towards the brown eyes that were crying asking her father for it.

The brown iris stared at her, round cheeks and a beautiful face yet reddened the crying faucet.

"Do you see magic?" ask the little girl who still doesn't know anything.

"Zilk?" ask him with the wrong mention.

"Hm,"

"Why?" she asked with an innocent face that still believed such a thing.

Louise shook her head, "Nothing," the girl replied briefly.

"Tik Tik Tik," Louise makes a step in her fingers running from her daughter's petite shoes.

And of course the attention of the three-year-old was immediately distracted, he used a similar way to his doctor when he underwent therapy as a child.

Pouring antiseptics and giving a funny dressing quickly so that the little girl did not have time to protest.

"Dor!" his words were what brought out a speckled red object behind the girl's head.

"His magic wand turned into fruit" he said, heading the strawberries he had picked up on the table to the round cheeks.

Brown eyes that sparkle, he does not know anything and certainly still consider the world as a fantasy in a fairyland.

"Hihi," a small laughter sounded.

Laughter that was lost before was not there in the mansion.

Louise smiled faintly looking at her, the stove that was in her hands was now eaten by the beautiful child.

The deg!

He flinched, his face red from the recent crying was somehow pale-looking.

And he knew that it was not the face of the little girl but the face that had been shadowing her.

He wanted to get up and leave the place immediately.

"Myy?" call Bianca softly while holding the mother's hand.

Nah!

Louise brushed aside strongly, the tiny body falling down instantly and grimacing.

He looked confused looking at the sweet child who looked troubled, for a moment he wanted to help but the pale face of his tiny baby looked again.

Its alright...

This time it'll be fine...

But...

But I can't see her...