(Love Hurts!) Trapped By Mr. Mobster
I have you

Three Weeks later.

Zayn stared at the girl who was still closed like the sleeping princess.

The pale face and skin looked calm as if they felt nothing, neither heard nor seen.

"Louise? You have to hold on a little more, we'll soon find blood that suits you," he said looking down at the girl.

"At the same time we haven't had a chance to make an engagement, right?" he asked with a faint smile and closed for a moment as he suddenly recalled what his friend had said.

She loves him

"You..."

"Still really like her?" her question was softly staring at the girl who certainly could not answer her question.

He had liked the girl for a long time, even if he had been asked since whenever he didn't know.

He only realized his feelings when the girl had her first boyfriend. But gradually he knew that the girl had never really liked her former lovers and broke up sooner because she did not want to be touched due to trauma.

And he thought it would be the same this time! But it turns out wrong, the beautiful girl had already found her first love.

"Give me a chance, I promise I won't make you cry..."

"So, please..."

"You have to live to get to that moment..."

Zayn can't do anything, he's not a doctor nor is he someone who has the same blood as his idol girl.

It was only the hope that he kept building up in her so that the girl could come to her senses later. All he could do right now was help keep what the girl wanted to protect.

"Louis has started to raise stocks, I'm saying this so you don't worry, and then even if he's divorced he still looks fine,"

"Do we need to find his new wife later?" asked the man with a small smile as he asked his joke.

But as bright as any smile he gives will not be able to close his bead eyes that look to store sadness and hope at the same time.

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

Dachinko Mansion.

Nick becomes busier, even though James is conscious, but he looks uninspired.

The words that were issued could also be counted with fingers, not wanting to do anything even to see his own daughter.

"Master? When are you going to be like this?" ask Nick to his master who has that flat expression.

"She used to ask similar questions as well." murmured her softly while not turning her head towards her subordinates.

His hands moved to pick up alcohol in a clear glass glass that was short and wide.

Drink her a few gulps and put her back.

"Miss won't come back if master's like this?" ask Nick again to James.

"Oh yeah? Then you found him? Even if he dies, I still want to see him" James replied with a small laugh.

Laugh at himself because he would not have thought if he would be this stupid when the girl was not on his side and not within the range he could reach.

"Then what will you do? Giving flowers in her tomb? Or the corpse takes Miss Louise and saves her?" ask Nick to the guy.

James did not answer anything, he just kept silent without a word, took one of the cigarettes in his hand and went to light his fire.

He had indeed stopped long enough because Louise who did not like the cigarette smoke puff.

"If you continue like what about Miss Bianca? You want to make Miss Bianca hurt because of your attitude, too" Nick said.

Even if his master still has one dependant and also something that he must take care of.

The man's hand stopped, he himself could not stare at the face of his daughter who kept reminding her of the girl.

"JBS" he said softly.

"Not that you want to let go of her? Sorry if it's presumptuous but I think Miss Louise is enough to pay for your anger," said Nick, who was afraid his master would not give up on what the girl was protecting.

"Take note of them, whatever they do even the slightest report to me. The only way to find him is just that" James said in a low tone.

"Well," replied Nick to his master, "Then what about your work? You know it yourself, right? You stand in a place that has no laws and a place where the strong are the powerful,"

Nick knows the job they have right now is not a clean job, full of illegal acts and not a clean place for blood.

"So there's a problem?" ask James in a tone that doesn't really matter.

"Sure! Do you think our jobs are lost because you don't exist? The problem is also very-"

"Who's acting?" ask James flatly to Nick.

"CEO Garret, he's trying to take the narcotics that he's about to send he's also threatening about the mines that we have," Nick explained instantly.

"Oh,"

"Oh?! Is that your answer?" asked Nick who was surprised to see the reaction of his master who was so empty.

"This is not a complicated matter," the man replied flatly.

He seemed to lose his spirit, in doing anything. The empty feeling in his heart made him feel like he had no passion at all.

"But in-"

"I'll take care of it, I still need a little more time." James cut in order to keep his subordinates quiet.

"Well, then what about Miss Bianca? Don't you have to do something for her?" ask Nick again.

"Bianca, my daughter." said she softly, the only flesh and blood she had.

"You can take good care of him, I'll see him later" James said as he turned past the man.

"No! I can't! What if I suddenly betray and injure your daughter?" ask Nick who wants his master to wake up.

"You're not gonna hurt my daughter, are you not into her?" james asked, turning his head slightly backwards.

"What do you mean, sir? I don't understand what you're talking about." Nick said nervously.

"Louise? You like her, don't you? As a woman, so you let go that day and kept persuading me to let go of JBS or Louis?" james replied to the man and resumed his steps.

Nick petrified to hear it, of course his master is not that stupid to not realize the feelings of other men who want his woman.

"But I can't do anything either" he murmured softly.

As long as the girl was in the mansion she was just like a spectator sitting backstage, never help or do anything for the girl he likes because his feelings of liking lose with a sense of loyalty to his master.

....

A groaning sound rang out at the man's feet, at the beginning he only intended to take what he snatched from him without taking any lives.

But good talk does not produce results, knives and pistols are the most powerful if you want to have a conversation.

"A.forgot..."

"I'm sa.lah..."

"I'll be able to"

DOR!!!

The eyes that seemed to have no soul and a handsome face that was flat and as stiff as frozen ice chose not to hear someone's whining.

Even after he finished off some of the people who were already lying on that floor he still felt nothing.

Not winning or happy at all.

James's?

The deg!

The man immediately looked for a voice that actually did not exist at all, a voice that came from his illusion because he missed his girl so much.

"Louise?" his murmurs were looking for the girl.

You bleeding? Are you hurt?

The man was silent he had the shadow of the girl coming back behind his iris.

You killed them?

"I will choose you, don't walk away from me." she said softly as she felt the girl's hand touch her.

Gone off? Where can I go?

The shadow of that beautiful face smiled at him.

You made me leave, right?

James shook his head, the smile he saw right now was not a sincere one.

L'm...

Am I not the same as them?

"No! You're not the same as them!" the man rebutted straight away as the shadow of the girl gazed sadly at the grisly dead corpses.

But you killed me too...

The deg!

James was silent he could not say anything, even refuting the shadow that came in his head alone he could not.

"Louise? Ak-"

His hand tried to grab the girl in front of him, trying not to lose any more but.

His hands empty there was nothing he could achieve, he returned to reality if the girl was no longer with him.

Tests...

His eyes began to water but he still a handsome face that did not give any expression like a stiff mannequin statue even when he cried even once.

The man took his breath softly, the tip of his lips rising with a small laugh that made his look increasingly giving off black clouds.

"I'm really going crazy" he murmured softly with his laughter.

Some of the people who were still not discharged came back at her, even some of the men who had sturdy bodies were stopping their steps because they felt that the man's crushing aura was actually peaking.

James' laughter stopped, he stared at the group of men who had come at him and wanted to finish him off.

"Why is there? Here," he said with sharp eyes and seemed to lose his mind that first killed the spirit of the group of men.

DOR'S!

The sound of gunfire began to sound, heavy breathing and also a knife that floated and made the neck as its destination only added to the pool of viscous red liquid on the floor.

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

Dachinko Mansion.

The scent of carnation so smelled on the man's strapping body like an inherent perfume, the black shoe left a red trace on the floor.

Her face that could not be read her emotions and walked step by step up to the room of her beautiful daughter.

The caregivers who were looking after the tiny baby who was still awake even though it was late were immediately shocked.

Bubus...

Only with the eyes of the nannies did it instantly go out with its own.

Instead of her crying baby Bianca instead wriggled and laughed with her clear eyes.

He's the kid you want, isn't he? Don't leave her like I did...

The man couldn't stop his ears from talking from time to time.

The man's hand grabbed his little daughter, carrying her even though her whole body was full of other people's blood.

"True, I still have you.." he murmured softly as he kissed the tiny, round head.

I love you...

James closed his hearing, he still felt the same. A feeling that desperately wants to repeat to the time that has passed to reply to the girl's statement.

"I should have answered you correctly." murmured her softly with a chest that seemed to fill with water overflowing to take her breath.

Nya...

The little girl wriggled, tiny hands that moved in all directions making James' focus diverted and looked back at the eyes of his little princess.

After holding her little daughter, James came out and gave baby Bianca back to the nannies so she could be cleaned again because it was stained with blood attached to her when she was carrying it just now.

...

Now not only his daughter who is beautiful, he has cleaned himself, his eyes staring at the tiny baby who sleeps beside his bed.

Adorable face with a stocky body and wearing a pearl bando that increasingly looks beautiful.

"He might pinch your cheek if he sees you sleeping like this." said the man with a bitter smile.

Imagine the impossible but it continues to grow in his mind.

Whenever he saw the adorable face of his daughter he always remembered also the face of the girl, the girl he thought he could get rid of at any time but it turned out that the girl was the one who had settled in his heart.