(Love Hurts!) Trapped By Mr. Mobster
Experimental material

Dachinko Mansion

The man took his breath, almost every time he saw his daughter, the girl just whined and stopped when her sister or mother came.

"Bianca? Why are you growing up to be the girl who wants to snatch someone else's girlfriend? You crazy?" her question was staring at her daughter with annoyance.

"Why? It's okay" replied the girl who was singing her lips.

"What's that ain't nothing? What is this!" james once again.

"Daddy can only snatch a fiancee when I can't snatch someone's girlfriend," the girl's great-grandson to her father.

James was silent for a moment, he was massaging his temples as he ran out of words for his daughter.

"Indeed she gave you what the hell? Can it get like this?" james asked the inexhaustible daughter of his who liked someone twice his age, maybe more.

"He loves me..." Bianca did not continue her words because she thought for a moment but her smile rose by itself and her face began to blush.

James frowned, he gazed towards his daughter who was blushing and instantly made his patience want to break up.

"Son?" call her in a softer voice and stare with a smile.

The deg!

Bianca flinched, an unusual call from her father instantly awakening the delusional daydream.

"By.. Daddy?" the girl smiled stiffly, a soft voice when calling her like that meant that the father was already completely upset now.

"Day to Dad's room? To study! Exam tomorrow!" his words that certainly know if now is the time to run.

Greb!

His little shoulder was caught, he could only smile and turn his head towards the father.

"Change your clothes, we haven't been training for a long time, have we? Now Daddy has free time again, so Daddy who teaches directly." said with a thin smile to the princess.

"Dad's? That's the name of violence in children." said her softly with a clear face.

"Karate? Or taekwondo? The kendo? Fencing?" ask her who did not answer her daughter's words.

"I hate being slammed, twisted, or hit with a stick" he told his father when he heard his choice.

"Fresh?" asked James who was still tightly holding onto that little shoulder.

"Maybe," replied Bianca who took her breath in lethargy.

"okay! Without protection and without rules, if you can hurt me, you'll let me hold the trade and if you're hurt by three incisions, you'll have to follow my rules." his words that release the little shoulders of his daughter.

Bianca took her breath, "Okay! Mommy's! Go home now Myy! I want to be made porridge with Daddy!'' he prayed that the mother would come home soon.

...

Practice room

The sound of the two weapons sounding repel each other was heard, the girl was almost out of her breath.

It had been running for 40 minutes but he had not been able to injure the father at all, there he had already lost five blows at the point that should be his deadly but of course the long sword did not stab him.

"Dad! Hush!" his words were still fending off the sword from the father.

There was no answer the man knew his daughter was overwhelmed but he also knew the tired limits of the naughty teenage girl.

Clangs!

Sreg!

Ack!

The girl fell down, she grimaced softly and dropped her sword first.

"Wake up" the voice told him to get back up.

"Daddy.." Whimper at the father with round eyes that brown and blood that began to come out of his neck because of the practice this time not wearing a protective helmet.

"Replace it with a kendo stick" James said as he threw his sword and told his subordinates to change his tools.

Bianca shuts her mouth, "Mampus, can die really this." murmured her who looked towards the father.

"Why die? I was the one who wanted to see you live the most, right? My kid?" said the man who was still smiling as he threw the bat.

"Hey!"

The girl began to wake up again, although the father may soon enter the age of 50 years but the proportion of her body is still perfect, her muscles are still good, and of course her stamina is still not reduced.

35 Minutes later.

Sir!

Fuck up!

"Ouch!"

"Ouch! Duh! Forgive Dad! Ow hell! Mommy!"

The girl grimaced and now could only dodge and pull away from the wooden stick that her father had laid.

"James!"

Huh!

Huh!

Huh!

The man stopped, naturally exercising with martial arts expended a lot of energy and his breath became heavy.

Bianca turned her head towards the mother who came this time, she immediately ran and hugged the woman.

"Mommy! Later in the night Daddy don't give me Mommy's bed ration!" she hugged her mother tightly.

"Son? Wh why? Geez? It's blood?" louise asked who was staring at her sweaty daughter with blood visible on her neck.

"Yes, you also will not get a pocket money ration" said James while removing his gloves first.

"Myy! And Daddy Myy!" bianca's Conversation to the Mother.

"James? What's up?" ask Louise who is confused.

"Oh yeah? Like me winning," she continued, wiping her daughter's head for a moment and exiting the training room.

...

Louise took her breath, she treated the wound on her daughter's neck while looking towards another wound, there were indeed some body parts that were bruised due to the blow but he also knew the wound caused by such a fight was commonplace as his daughter also acted as an attacker.

"If you already know you won't win why practice with your Daddy? Same Uncle Nick can? Or the other one?" louise asked her daughter.

"Oh Mommy! Daddy is sensitive! I just asked to date Uncle Zayn!" chirp Bianca to the mother.

Plaque!

"Ouch! Die!" ringis the girl who was shocked as her bruised back was suddenly tinged antiseptic forcefully.

"What's? What did you say?" louise asked who was surprised to hear her daughter.

"Eh? Anu Myy.." said his confused and smacked his mouth at a glance.

"What anu?" louise asked who was staring at her daughter.

"Anu's Uncle Zayn is sick," he said softly to the mother because she was confused.

Louise frowned at her daughter's absurd answer, "Anu the Zayn is sick? Meaning?"

"Oh Myy! Bianca has a stomachache! I think it's going to come out, Myy! Mommy really likes buying fast!" she said, who got up and ran to the bathroom.

Not a stomach ache, but she ran away from her mother.

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

Two Days later

Sky Blue Apart

The brown round eyes were still looking at the woman who had not left the man she liked.

"God! Ouch!" Bianca went into hiding when she saw Zayn.

Not her angry yet her face was always flushed hot and perhaps more appropriately she was embarrassed and gurgled.

An impure thought and delusion again swirled in his head imagining what it was like to continue that night.

"Bian-"

Zayn was just about to say hello but the adorable squirrel-like girl ran away quickly and just made her catch her breath.

"Like her she's so scared of me, right..."

"Maybe it became a bad memory for her," she murmured softly.

"What's that?" asked Edna who was near the man.

"Nothing, you've brought it, right? Oh yeah, give him later..."

Said Zayn who told about what his mother likes so that the woman more quickly take the day of her parents.

...

Brak!

Arnold was surprised when the door of his apartment was opened suddenly like that.

"Ga can do it again! Arnold! We have to practice now! When I lost to aunty!" his words were approaching towards his foster brother.

"Exercise? What do you want to practice?" asked the puzzled Arnold looking at those burning eyes.

Bianca did not say anything, she went into her foster sister's room and suddenly approached.

Bruk!

Like a lioness who pounced on the man fell on the soft bed.

Humph!

Arnold flinched, petrified for a moment when his first kiss was stolen with a girl who didn't even seem to understand anything.

Not only was the kiss on her lips but that little hand also touched her neck and belly which was filled with those muscles.

He pushed the small shoulder that sat on the belly of his field.

"Ka.. You are! I. this is the name.. Pe.. Pelec*han!" his words were surprised with a face that immediately flushed and felt hot instantly.

The deg!

The deg!

The deg!

The man's heart seemed to want to get out, the teenage girl continuously gave shock therapy to him.

"Kok I'm not deg deg, right? You you?" bianca asked who felt anything different from her handsome Uncle the other day.

"When was he not nyium?" bianca muttered confused while Arnold was still petrified with nerves that were still rebooting.

"Oh maybe because the way is different!" said Bianca who suddenly approached again.

The cup!

Arnold flinched, his blood rippling instantaneously as he felt the girl pecking her neck or perhaps more precisely at the bite.

"Muucca!" his words were directly pushing and flipping the small body.

The girl was silent with her round eyes that looked innocent after making her adoptive brother as a trial material for her heart preparation.

"Ih! Is that waking up?" his words that raise his head when looking at the pants that are bloating.

Arnold got up straight away, he never skinship so far with any woman.

His face flushed instantly, and he went straight into the bathroom.

"By... You criminal boy! C*bul!" his words seemed so upset.

While Bianca was silent for a while and still digesting the situation which part she did to make a man's desire wake up?