Brutal Mafia And Geeky Girl
CHAPTER 33. ALEX FELTON'S FAVORITE

"It!" Emma thrusts a glass of water towards Dara.

The geeky girl grabbed a glass filled with mineral water. His two hands were clutching glass cups. Looks vibrate great. Dara Margaretha was shocked by what happened. The bullet that shot toward Alex's car was aimed completely at him. This girl doesn't know what makes that hot lead make her his target? But he has no problem with anyone.

Emma Young looked pityfully at Dera. The girl who was always too strong trembled violently. Even the glass that was on his lips spilled the contents of the water he drank.

"Be careful!" Emma cried with her hands holding the glass on Dara's lips.

The pink short-sleeved shirt in front was wet already because of Dara's lack of strength to hold the glass. Emma helps Dara drink slowly. Dara pulled the glass from Dara's hand when the shoulder-haired girl had finished drinking.

"So this wet," exclaimed Emma again. He pulled the tissue next to the bedside.

He rubbed Dara's wet front shirt. The girl's hand still seemed to be shaking violently.

"Te——thank you, Emma!" exclaim Dara stammered.

Emma nodded slowly. He sat on the lip of the bed. Swiping Dara's back slowly. Which girl wouldn't be shocked by what happened. If Alex's car wasn't bulletproof. Surely this girl was a definite target with Alex Felton.

"It's okay. As long as you're with us, no one can hurt you, Dara!" Emma tried to calm Dara down. In between the back rubs of this sweet girl.

Dara's head nodded in disarray. While in another room, the man's body seemed helpless. Her whole body really looks awful. Nothing could escape Alex Felton's hands when the man was angry. The one who came directly sneaked into the Dragon mansion. Of course they are ready for death. It was the lightest punishment. The most severe punishment of an Alex Felton is not death. Or when the organs are taken and the body is chopped into twelve parts. What will remain most frightening is the punishment where we feel it is better to die than to live. Because the true punishment of a ruthless Mafia boss Alex is slow torture. Alex smiled at his work.

There were a few dozen incisions on the face and a few places on this man's body. Fresh blood flowed little by little. There were many bruises on the face and body of the man who was caught for floating hot lead into his car.

"It's still not gonna talk about who sent you here, Hem?" alex said with a heavy tone of fiber would be a threat.

The man looked at me towards Alex. That guy was really scary. Tom stepped closer to Alex who was bending his knees to align his body with the man tied in the short chair.

Alex snorted in annoyance. His palm is open. Tom moved quickly to give the sour fruit that had been said.

"I know you're so loyal to your master. But don't get me wrong, I'm not a guy who likes silenced people like you. I salute your loyalty. Her darling, that loyalty is not for me. I hate it so much" Alex said again.

The man in his forties silenced the lips that looked broken due to the loud pounding of the fist. Alex's hand squeezed acid dripping water on the bulging wound on the thigh that was torn because of this man.

!!!!!!!!!

The deafening loud cry was capable of heart-wrenching. Alex Felton laughed loudly at the man's body screeching loudly. Really scary. Even the empty hand was a red little knife lying bloody on the floor.

Jem!

Cret!

The knife was stabbed in the thigh that was in the tetsi citrus fruit water in the back. Until the thigh flesh looks moving and bleeding. Back drop by drop fell into the wound that was increasingly in the wide kangga by the Mafia Boss.

Some people turn their backs on the boss's activities. Unlike Tom who does get great training on things like this. The man's eyeballs even moved upwards. The black eye bead disappeared from the eyes. White color dominates. His handbooks were whitened, as he gripped onto his two palms violently. When the pain hit me.

...***...

"Mr Lewis, he's been caught." A loud cry behind Alan's body made its way into his two eyes.

How could? Why are the people who are told by him no one is becus in doing his orders. Alan hardened to the two sides of his jaw.

"Will he be able to keep a secret to remain silent until the end of his life?" asked Alan in a hoarse tone.

Moving hands shook the rad wine liquid inside his expensive crystal glass.

"Yes, Sir. Mr. Lewis don't worry. A hit man won't open his mouth no matter what. Because he already has a pledge of loyalty to his group," explained the blue-eyed man of the sea.

Alan took a slow sip of his red wine liquid slowly.

"Urus all of her smoothly," Alan's word again sounded.

"Okay sir" he replied. He stepped away leaving Alan alone in the man's study.

Alan stood up from his sitting position. Put the crystal glass back on his desk. Step closer to the window that is directly connected to the balcony of his work room. The green-eyed bead looked out at the swimming pool below.

"You take it easy, Zain. I'm gonna give him a penalty for what he's done to you" Alan's monologue. His two palms squeezed the balcony railing.

...***...

"How are you doing?" exclaimed Alex when he sat his back body on Dara's bed.

This girl who had a lot of courage instead ended up feverish from shock. He was hot the morning after yesterday's incident.

"It's been much better" Dara replied quietly.

Alex nodded in understanding. Her palms moved touching Dara's forehead. Chilly. Like his Dara fever had already dropped after taking heat-lowering drugs.

"What about that guy?"

"He's been secured."

"Did he tell you who told him to do that?"

"No. He hasn't said it yet. Sooner or later we'll find out."

Dara changed her face to worry. Alex smelled his red lips.

"Don't worry I'll protect you. Always," said Alex made Dara's heart warm and peaceful instantly.