(Love Hurts!) Trapped By Mr. Mobster
Responsibilities

Zayn parked his car, the sound of the girl's humming space as if he was so fond of his dating style tonight.

"Now no longer angry?" zayn asked as he raised his head above the steering wheel of his car so he could look at the girl.

Bianca turned her head, her smile looked beautiful and her face was clearly a happy one.

"Uncle? Uncle?" call her like a child calling her mother.

"Yes?" Zayn replied in a tone that always sounded soft.

"Yuk's girlfriend? Same me," Bianca asked who looked innocently like inviting to buy candy on the side of the road.

Zayn chuckled at her, "Later when you're an adult you'll surely regret your invitation just now" said the laughing man who saw the girl.

"Why?" bianca asked.

"The color you will find is a lot more attractive men, maybe more handsome and of course younger than me" said Zayn who looked at the girl who always seemed excited.

"But it hasn't been tried! Uncle doesn't want to try? I'm ugly what?" asked Bianca who immediately pursed because she did not agree with what was said by the man in front of her.

"No, you're beautiful. It's gorgeous..."

"Therefore you must find a suitable partner for you" replied Zayn who stared at the teenager's annoyance.

"Uncle is fit, handsome, rich, have a hot body same good personality! It's not good to haggle anymore!" bianca looked excited.

Zayn just took his breath, he rubbed his little head and then escorted her back.

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

Dachinko Mansion

"Where from?"

Bianca flinched, the father had not slept and was waiting for her.

"Main Dad, same temen." replied the girl with a lie as smooth as running water.

"Main equal his friend who doubled his age?" asked James who was looking towards his son.

"If I play with a one-year-old child, it's even stranger to Dad." said Bianca to the father who would not listen to the man's advice.

"Daddy's part is also why? Sensitive to Uncle Zayn? She's good, huh?" his words that do not understand the worry of the father.

"You look just like your Mommy" said James, staring at his daughter.

"And I'm his son, look alike! If I look alike.his same new neighbor's wife needs to be questioned Dad!" bianca said to her father.

"And he loves your Mommy more than you can imagine" James said.

The deg!

Bianca flinched, this time there was no answer she let out of her mouth.

"And you ask why I'm so sensitive? I don't want you to get hurt, if he's with you for reasons of wanting revenge on me or maybe just tell him he doesn't have a grudge but?"

"There's a girl who looks like the woman she loves and goes after her, you don't know what's on a man's mind" James said, staring at her daughter.

Bianca was silent a thousand languages, she said nothing and only looked with her brown eyes.

Compared to his nagging now the father is closer to giving a warning.

"Maybe your worst ending will be an impingement, are you sure you're okay with that? I wouldn't care if you were someone else's daughter, but now you're my daughter!" james took his breath.

"A good man must sometimes have a jerk's mind once in a while, so I don't want you to reproach him so he can think that." his words were then turned around and wanted to let his daughter think.

Bianca was still in her place without budging a bit.

"That means Daddy's a jerk too?" his question made the father stop his steps.

James turned to look at those stern-looking eyes, either burning or freezing but seemingly indifferent.

"If she did love Mommy to such an extent why would she let go of her marriage? Daddy slept with Mommy when Mommy was still having a relationship with Uncle Zayn?" bianca asked who was looking at her father.

James was silent for a moment, "Yes, I fucked him and I offered to be his mistress at the time. I also once had the thought of killing her just as you brought the woman to sell."

Bianca was speechless and at a loss for her father.

"I'm a real jerk so I'm afraid that my daughter will meet someone like me" James told his daughter.

Bianca was silent once more, she took her breath and drew closer to the father.

"Just be calm, if Daddy's a jerk I'm going to be a jerk so I'm not the one who's hurt" said her who gave a small smile and then left even though the father's words had affected her.

"You think a jerk won't get hurt? I should brush your brain to make it cleaner first" muttered James who saw his stubborn daughter.

...

Bianca dropped her body, she was at a loss for words.

The words of the father entered into his mind but he still could not give up just like that until his curiosity or desire was fulfilled.

"Like huh? How much is she the same as Mommy?" his muttered with a pouting face that felt annoyed by those words.

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

Two days later

Sky Blue Apart

Zayn took his breath, he heard the same invitation from the 17-year-old girl who did not feel tired.

"Migelgk"

"Don't use age as an excuse" cut the girl quickly and her eyes crossed sharply.

Zayn was silent, he put down his brush and went to wash his hands while the girl followed him behind.

"Uncle don't want to be with me because I hate Daddy? Or do you still like Mommy?" chirp her while the man is still washing his hands in the sink.

Taps!

The sound of the water splashing came to a halt instantly, the handsome man seemed to be silent for a moment upon hearing her.

"Who said that?" her question was directly staring towards those round brown eyes.

"If you still like Mommy can be the same as me, I look like Mommy, face to face." with her small smile when saying about her beautiful face.

Zayn shook his head to hear her, "You're still too young so you're not or what's good or bad for you."

"Then uncle can tell me what is good or bad for me" he said with a faint smile and a step closer to the man.

"Then I'll say, you don't like me. It's just curiosity and because you can't get you to get more excited" said Zayn, who stared at the teenage girl.

Bianca paused for a moment and then smiled, "But I don't think it's that simple? Uncle know?"

"I used to destroy something that I couldn't have so others couldn't have either" she continued in a whispering voice and a sweet smile.

Zayn frowned, staring at the girl for a moment and looking confused by what she said.

"So uncle..."

"The conclusion is why Uncle did not try to start just the same as me, how do you know uncle likes it? I helped uncle to spare Mommy or ex-uncle deh." said Bianca with a sweet smile.

The man was still silent, he slowly pushed his small body and walked away.

"You're not my ideal type and you know there are some things you can't do" said Zayn, who once again used undeniable excuses.

Bianca was silent, she looked at the man who started to arrange his paintings and fill them up for use and then sat back in front of the painting.

"Can't ya? How about this?" his murmurs were approaching with quick steps.

Greb!

The small hand cupped and held the cheek of the man sitting in front of the canvas, then...

Humph!

The man's eyes were rounded, he was petrified as his natural response when shocked.

Eyes that look at each other and are not closed at all.

The deg!

The deg!

The deg!

The girl's heart beat was loud, her sense of wanting to explode and she was really nervous despite her actions being so bold.

Zayn flinched, he immediately held onto the two small shoulders and pushed his back and stared with eyes so shocked.

"Now can it, right? Uncle has to take responsibility! Hiya!" the bright smile was visible with flushed cheeks and a radiant face.

Zayn was at a loss for words, was facing such a stubborn puberty child full of curiosity indeed this complicated?