Cinderella and the Mafia Chairman
Section 36

Guests scatter out when Darrel's herd reaches the site. One by one the Prapto lackeys are paralysed. Guests think there's been a robbery because apparently Darrel and the others are wearing headgear.

Alan orders Darrel to enter while he shoots recklessly to kill the lives of dozens of people who were there.

No matter the woman. Nay wants the place clean so mass murder is not sniffed.

"Hahaha where are you going? Damn it!!! It's so fun." Alan chuckled as one guest fell down. The blood fishy aroma burst forth in the wake of hysterical cries." Hypocrites like you deserve to die!!" The guests ran away in a mess, wanted to escape but the access to the exit was heavily guarded.

"Master please..." Youupppppp!!! Alan hollowed out the wife's skull number 27. The weak body fluttered. Alan felt that everyone there should be annihilated without remaining.

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Ella who is not tasteful is certainly difficult to be aroused. Whatever Prapto tried, Ella's hole was still dry. Prapto felt frustrated and intended to enter with little coercion.

Ella's body is laid out. Prapto stripped them one by one. Ella turned away, the body looking like a full-blown baaabi. I don't know why Ella smiled for a while in the middle of a panic. He even wants to chuckle because Prapto's body shape looks bad.

Why do I even want to laugh. There is no other way. I'm alive and I hope Brother Darrel is okay. I shouldn't have involved him. He got hurt just to help me.

Ella grimaced with pain, as Prapto greedily sucked at her poking object. There was no desire, there was only disgust and pain when Ella realized that she was riding an old baabi did not know herself.

"You're special Ella. I'll make you number one."

Prapto prepared to enter his own that was already standing upright. He had turned to the mirror as if he was making fun of Mr. Sudrajat who was watching the scene of their bed.

You'll see your son bleed after this. Ah must be narrow.

When pushing hers. The sound of Duppp! Which comes from the door. Prapto turned his head and looked wide when he saw the sturdy door opened wide.

Ella pulled a blanket to cover her innocent body when she saw the arrival of Darrel and Prapto who immediately took a towel to cover part of her body.

Brother Darrel.. His lips smiled looking at the mirror. Ella thought Mr. Sudrajat was still there, but he was first helped from two Prapto lackeys and rushed to the hospital.

"God baaabi. There's no mirror in your house." Darrel's legs lifted and unceremoniously kicked Prapto's head down.

"Fucking judan!!! You'll regret doing this!!!"

"Before you die. Introduce, I am the only son of Kailan Putra Pratama." Darrel snuck his shirt. It appears that the bandage surrounds the abdomen with a blood stain because the wound is still wet." Wounds like they don't hurt, and then you think I'll give up. Remember this in your brain! I'm Kai's son and that means you're in big trouble!" The impression is lowering the t-shirt. Duaaaakk... Darrel kicked and Prapto's body fell back.

"Hahaha you're fantasizing. How could Lord Kai's son be a delinquent like you!!!" He chuckled behind fear.

"I don't need a confession." Again Darrel gave a kick to Prapto's head. Harder and more brutal until the man was sprawled without a thread.

Darrel stepped on his head in a favor by two men who were holding his legs.

"Please.. Take the girl away and let me go?!" Shouted Prapto pleading. He didn't understand it was too late.

No self-defense skills facilitate execution. So far Prapto has used wealth and always told fools to guard and do all the commands

"You touch her and enjoy her punishment."

Darrel cuts a muscular worm belonging to Prapto that looks withered. This caused Prapto to groan in pain. Prapto dragged his body away while holding onto the rest of his muscular worms that were pouring fresh blood.

"Agggghhhhhhhhh... Be ill.... Pl-please.... Forgive me...."

"It's your pride. Take her with you." Darrel approached Prapto and stuffed a fragment of a muscular worm into his mouth. Darrel walked up to the bed and lifted Ella's body and carried her out.

"I'll just go down. Luka Darrel is still..."

"There's clothes in the car. Put it on and talk." Darrel knows that Ella's body isn't covered up. He had a chance to see and that was why Darrel decided to enter first before his men.

"Thank you."

"As promised." Darrel dropped Ella right next to the car. He opened the door and Ella rushed in to change clothes." He touched her. Damn that baaabi! Your death will come slowly." Gerrymandering annoyed.

Blammm!!! All the doors of the luxury building were closed after one by one the bodies were collected. Luckily, the building was in a remote place so that the smell of corpses could not be sniffed by residents who were far away. Moreover, the entire room is airtight, it is certain that if the door is covered in a foul aroma will settle in the room.

Ella got out of the car after she was done wearing clothes. He looked up to the second floor, sounding silent. No Prapto cry is sure to be groaning in pain.

"Dad!" He said in panic, looking at Darrel who was standing next to him.

"It was taken to the hospital to get treatment. We'd better go home. You need treatment too." Darrel turned around. He could not bear to see Ella's condition which was filled with bruises.

"No Brother. I want to see Dad." Somehow Ella felt a bad feeling seeing the sad state of Mr. Sudrajat.

"Preferably so. I told Ms. Naysila. He's also heading to the hospital."

Darrel smiled thinly. Trying to kill the turbulent uncomfortable feeling. Emotions, jealousy and misgivings are still felt. He really didn't want Ella to get hurt even if she was just a little bit.

"Sister." Call Ella for umpteenth time.

"Yes. We're going to the hospital." Ella goes in first while Darrel is still leaning on the body of the car. Alan was singled out, reading concerns about Darrel's face.

"Why? Didn't we come at the right time. Ella hasn't been touched."

"Mama's Request. I'm obligated to comply because I promised while I wanted Ella to be mine." Eluh Darrel was a little regretful given the agreement that took place a few hours ago. But how else, his family certainly has a way to urge given the weaknesses they managed to know.

"For a while just walk."

"Hm. He wants to go to college but doesn't want to think." Darrel smiled, remembering that Ella often asked for help with college assignments.

"Maybe it's time for Ms. Naysila to open her heart." Alan said cheeringly.

"I hope it happens soon. Please make sure everything is covered by Uncle. I'm gonna take Ella to the hospital." After patting Alan gently on the shoulder, Darrel got into the car. He glanced at Ella before driving his car. Oddity was felt again because Ella did not seem to be afraid of the massacre." Sorry a little late." Darrel said beginning the conversation.

"How is Darrel. I'm worried, too."

"One bullet can't kill me. After the hospital, soak your body in warm water." Ella nodded. He looked over while smiling wryly.

"Thank you for coming at the right time, brother. I thought my fate would end in the hands of that man."

"As promised. I'm not gonna let that happen. But..." Darrel replied restrained as if the approval of Nay's request made him burdened. The desire to have Ella was overwhelming.

"But what Brother."

"Whatever happens I still love you. Em Mama gave the conditions for this help. I'm forced to do it because without their help, Prapto's location is hard for me to figure out." Darrel answered explaining. His tone sounded soft as if he was lazy to talk about it. Darrel's goal is to keep Ella waiting until she convinces Nay.

"What conditions?"

"We must not be more related than brothers. Mama wants us to be sisters." As if agreeing, Ella nodded without a fight. Although her heart was attached to Darrel, Ella felt self-conscious about her position." Just temporarily. Remember Ella, you can't fall in love with any man. I will monitor the activities as well. Even though my mom disagrees. I still want to make you a wife." Again Ella simply nodded without commenting a word. His manic looks out the glass. Want to be honest about feelings but speech is stuck in the esophagus.

What else can I do, brother. I feel like Miss Naysila hates me so much. He asked in a sharp tone so I had to answer no. Yes already. How else. They can be close to each other. Being a brother is no problem.

It's too early for Ella to realize how big her feelings are that Nay intends to lure her in. He planned something that would later be able to ignite jealousy, selfish and want to continue to stick.

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