BEING A MAFIA PRISONER
FOLLOW THE GAME

Monica bluffed her teeth. Both of the girls eyes looked sad. He felt an incredible fatigue.

Monica had a hard day since it was still dark until now towards the afternoon.

Monica again occupied her room in Luigi's mansion. The girl had just finished cleaning her body.

Just a moment ago he had peeked behind the door, a great many guards were standing in front of the door.

Monica looked at the face in front of the decorative table mirror, her body wrapped in a thick wardrobe of pure white.

For a moment Monica remembered Luigi's words, ordering Carlo to prepare himself tonight.

"What he planned on me" said Monica looking lethargic.

"I no longer have the strength to fight that man. All I did was go to waste, all under Luigi Salvatore. The man was very cruel and a murderer. He even took out Gretta, my only friend in this place".

"Huhhhhhhhhhhh...

Monica breathed out violently. "I'll avenge Gretta's death on Luigi. I hate that guy so much! He is the least worthy of being on the face of the earth!

"Tock..

"Tock..

The knock on the door blew away Monica's daydream but she had no intention of shutting or opening the door. Monica only looked at her pale-looking face. It even seems to be her eye bags. Her hair was still wet.

Monica cleansed her body of swamp shit.

"Simplek!

When someone opened the door, Monica was not interested in seeing it.

"Bring all those boxes in!"

Monica knew who the owner of the ketus voice was. The Fund. The woman was so powerful in this place and loved to give orders to everyone.

Monic looked from the mirror, Dana and the two young maid-clothed girls who brought some boxes into her room. There were two more women carrying makeup bags. Monica had no intention of asking or just wanted to know what they were carrying. The girl stayed in her place.

"I'm not going anywhere. I'm tired" replied Monica.

"Master didn't ask for your approval. But you must follow his orders if you still love your life!", asserted Dana with a sharp tone.

"Why are you forcing me Dana! I know you hate me, so just let your boss get mad at me. Wouldn't you be happy if I left even if I died at the hands of that man?!", cried Monica impassively as she stood facing Dana.

"Or I'll tie your hands together for you to obey!", Dana continued, casting a sharp glare at Monica who was so sick of playing Luigi. The man and his three-money men were both ruthless and menacing.

Monica thought for a moment. "OK if that's what you want".

"My makeup is as beautiful as possible!", Monica said to the make-up artist Dana brought.

Monica sat back in front of the table.

"If you can work together, everything will be fine, doctor. No one will lose his life again!", said Dana passed.

Monica heard clearly the middle-aged woman's words.

Two hours Monica in makeup. Makeup according to his wishes. The girl smiled looking at herself perfectly in front of the mirror.

He alone took a look at his face and body that had been wrapped in a sexy dress, bright green. The soft dress fits perfectly on Monica's body. Exposing his shoulders and upper chest standing defiantly. While spaghetti straps are coiled around the neck of the tie, tied behind the neck.

Monica deliberately styled her hair sideways, in order to add a sexy impression.

"Tock..

"Tock..

"Tonight I'll end it all!"

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