(Love Hurts!) Trapped By Mr. Mobster
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Dachinko Mansion

The girl couldn't sleep at all, she couldn't hear her mother talk but she could see the man's eyes looking different as he looked at her.

"Gee! What were they talking about? Wondering!" bianca felt so upset.

But he could not do anything, willing to complain to the father but his father also did not like him to have a relationship with someone he called 'Uncle'

...

The tail of the woman's eyes glanced towards the man who was seen working on something behind her from behind the mirror.

"James?" call her soft while combing her hair.

The man did not reply but he turned his head and looked towards someone who called him.

"You want Arnold to move because Zayn's back, right?" ask Louise frankly.

James immediately flinched, he approached instantly and immediately stood beside the woman sitting in front of his dressing table.

"You met her?" ask the man who was full of curiosity.

Louise gave one nod, she stared with her green eyes that still looked round.

"Then? What are you guys doing?" james asked with worried eyes.

"Hum? Is he still handsome?" louise replied who was thinking about her meeting this afternoon.

"What?" James frowned, the question with his answer completely out of sync.

"Nothing, he said he wanted to be friends again like before. He said forget what happened." replied Louise who spoke this time without a joke.

"What can be forgotten? Any ex who could be a friend!" james would disagree.

"But before she became an ex she was indeed my friend" the woman argued while looking at her husband.

"He was your friend or not but you had a relationship" replied James who was certainly still strong with his stance.

"Then what do you think I should do?" asked Louise who sighed.

"Don't get close to her again, don't hook up again, don't talk or see her again. Easy right?" james replied saying all the precautionary sentences.

Louise was silent for a moment, she nodded her head at the husband's words and then combed her hair again.

"Ga wants to go" he replied lightly.

"What's? I'm your husband, you have to obey me." said James, who heard the wife's answer.

"I have the right to vote, in this house there is no patriarchal culture. Besides, I'm not cheating either." Louise replied once more casually.

"Louise?" call James who is staring towards the woman who looks to be casually combing her hair.

"Yes? Honey?" louise replied in her soft voice.

"That won't have any effect" said James, who did not want the call to divert his conversation.

Louise stopped her sideline and placed the comb on the table. He stood up and looked at the husband.

"At the same time there's no way we can be friends like we used to be, and if I stay away from him, then I'm not too bad?" his question approached and hugged a sturdy waist even though the man was almost entering the age of half a century.

"I like bad women" James replied briefly.

Louise was silent for a moment before replying to her husband, "Why are you like that? What are you afraid of? I'm too old for that, anyway,"

"You? You're 43, your face hasn't changed and again,"

Greb!

The woman flinched, she looked back at the direction where the hand was anchored while squeezing something.

"Everything looks good! You haven't changed at all!" said James who certainly felt his wife was the most perfect woman.

"But my mom died at 47 years old because she was sick, and our illnesses are almost similar, but he has the most problems in organ and brain stem function and I have problems in the immune system and heart" Louise replied with a flat face.

"What?" James frowned, looking at the woman casually talking about death.

"Indeed, if your parents die at a certain age, you should follow them? No right? Your mother yes Your mother, you yes you! You guys are different!" answer James who certainly does not want to hear such words.

Louise chuckled, "But I'm sick too" she replied with a carefree laugh.

Indeed, when reconciled with himself, he will not feel unfair again for his physical openness.

"Louise!" the man's voice rose with a hardened face hearing him.

"Yes, Honey?" the woman replied with a smile even though her husband seemed to dislike her words.

The woman took her breath, she tiptoed and grabbed the man's shoulder.

The cup!

"Don't be angry like that, I won't wear that in there anymore." she whispered after peeping her husband's lips and pointed to the section of the closet that contained all the sexy clothes for combat at night.

James was silent, he was a little quiet but of course he still did not like the woman in front of him talking about death.

"James? I've known Zayn for a long time and I think I know him well. Whatever is on your mind about him at the moment, that's not true" said the man, who spoke softly to his husband, wiping the man's chest.

"You haven't seen her for 12 years or maybe 13 years, what if she changes? 12 Years is not a short time" said James who is certainly not wrong.

Louise gave a faint smile, "Then why don't you befriend her? You can apologize first."

"I? Why am I apologizing to her?" ask James who certainly did not accept it.

James could not deny this time, he chose to pull his woman's hand and pull the body to sleep on the bed.

"It's night, sleep." said the short man who covered his wife's body with a thick blanket.

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

One Week later.

Zayn sighed, pushing the shopping basket as he heard the chatter along the mall.

"You want to eat an octopus?" zayn asked as he stopped at the meat and fish section shelf.

Bianca stopped blabbing for a moment, "You!" answer her briefly to the man.

Zayn didn't say anything more "Cut off at 2 pounds, throw away the head" said the man who ordered to keep the table with the live fish.

Bianca approached the man standing still holding the shopping trolley.

"Ih! We become like newlyweds." said Bianca with a flick as she clasped the man's arm.

"But I'm like I have a new kid, and I take care of a five-year-old..." Zayn replied to the teenage girl.

Bianca certainly heard him, he only snorted annoyed and conical but also did not let go of his embrace at all.

After ordering, Zayn went back around to find what he needed during his apartment.

Some fruit shelves are visible and of course there are some fruits that are made into testers.

"Daddy!" call her suddenly with a spoiled voice that made the man flinch.

"A.. What did you call?" asked Zayn who was surprised to hear her.

"Bianca wants to eat this," he said in a spoiled voice pointing towards the strawberries sold and also some testers guarded by mall employees

"Please try," said the man who thrust the stove he had cut because it was the size of the fruit was large.

"Sugary," muttered Bianca as she liked the slightly sour and predominately sweet taste.

"You don't want to try his one pound first? Your daughter is like her, " said the man who asked Zayn.

"She's not my daughter" said Zayn briefly while looking at his other fruits.

"But She called you daddy?" ask the mall employee who is confused.

"Yes, he's not my really Daddy." continued Bianca casually while trying other fruits and without permission she joined the fruit she wanted into the man's trolley.

"But I wanna call him Daddy!" connect her with a smile and glance at the man beside her.

"Oh? Yea? Okay.." said the employee who just realized it.

Zayn just sighed, that teenage girl is indeed a little naughty or maybe it is indeed naughty?

"Daddy? Open your mouth" said Bianca who put a piece of strawberries into the man's mouth.

Zayn complied, and then moved on again pushing his trolley.

"Hehe, I'm a sweet kid, right?" bianca asked who was chasing the man who was walking again while pushing her trolley.

"You brat, I should have picked you up stronger" replied Zayn softly upon hearing the girl's question.

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

Sky Blue Apart

The girl did not want to go home, somehow she peeked at the password of the apartment door to make it more like a snail that hibernates because it does not move even though it has been removed subtly.

"It's night, I'm the one who delivered? Or I'll call your dad again." said Zayn, who saw the girl casually playing on her couch.

"Dear Uncle! Luv!" said Bianca who turned her head as she was subtly expelled again.

"Good god this kid!" said Zayn who pinched the girl's cheek because he was upset when he was like talking to a wall that would not hear him.

"Ouch! Ow hell! Ih Evil uncle! Cry me out! Ouch!" said Bianca who grimaced as her soft cheeks were pulled.

Ting!

Ting!

Ting!

The sound of a bell rang out, Zayn let go of his pinch and opened his door.

Clamps!

He was silent for a moment, staring at the woman who looked confused and afraid of the wrong place but once he saw her began to calm down a little.

"Edna?" Zayn muttered softly seeing his former lover who came after asking for a break up from him first.

He had been in a relationship with a woman for the last few years in New York before coming home and her lover had asked to break up first because he gave up when he could not get his love.

Greb!

The man's steps retreated for a moment, as the woman suddenly came and hugged him.

"I think my decision was wrong, I love you so much. It's okay if you don't love me either, we just need to go back to how it used to be" said the woman who was in his arms.

Zayn was still speechless saying nothing, while the brown round eyes peered from afar and clucked with an irritated face.

"Begging in botakin's head, watch out later when I come home I'll fall out!"