Good Romance With My Bad Mafia
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It's been three weeks in this house, as long as he's sure that he doesn't really hate Arlan. The man turned out to be very kind and so respectful of her, even though Arlan was a forger, he still did her in a reasonable context.

Not forcing for the no-no. As of now, Arlan forced yaya to choose one of the most expensive diamond-rolled necklaces in the world's famous jewelry store.

Today, more precisely this afternoon, Arlan forced yaya to come with him, but the girl had refused in various ways, but rlan did not want to accept the rejection of yaya.

"That one"

Be ended this way, you have to want to choose one necklace with a real diamond pendant that is very expensive in the luxury store.

Arlan nodded, "prepare for it!" his orders to the workers there.

After the worker died at the store, yaya pinched Arlan's arm "you're a bitch!" his his hisses were angry. Today is the weekend! And yaya is a home-born child, he is not so fond of the crowd as when he was forcibly dragged by the man in the city shopping center.

Not to mention the many naked eyes of the woman who was blatantly staring at the sinister face of yaya, they even boldly insinuated the girl

"He's very happy!"

Yaya clucked, he hated when others started insulting "can't they buy the takakhrama with their abundant money!? You flirty woman!"

Arlan looked at the girl, he had heard the girl's dumelan even though it was not so clear "Why?" asked Arlan while gently rubbing the head of the girl.

Yaya shook her head, she was not the type of woman who liked to complain about trivial matters like this, she tended to keep her secretly without being willing to tell others.

After all, yaya was already too irritated with Arlan, that man was indeed kind, sometimes sweet as well but he was not the sensitive type of man!

"Is there anything that bothers you?" arlan asked right in front of the girl's ears.

Arlan shook his head "we haven't done anything yet, let me take you to res–" Arlan's words came to a halt as yaya stared intently at his face.

"I'm not interested!"

Arlan chuckles "no pen—" anymore, Arlan's remarks come to a halt as the girl breezes away just like that.

"Yes!" Arlan chased after the girl, he grabbed her hands yaya tuk he held "what's wrong with you?" asked Arlan trying to be patient.

Yaya says "i want to go home" press yaya "if you still want to be in this place, please. I can go home by myself"

Arlan chuckled "you don't even know my home address!" true, indeed yaya did not memorize the address of his house, because this is the first time yaya out of the magnificent house.

Yaya smiled "you think I'm a bum?! I can go home to my hostel!" Quietly said.

"yes." the man's low growl sounded, a sign that he had started to get emotional.

"What's? You wanna get mad? Please! I'm sick of dealing with selfish men like you!" yaya leaves with his wide strides running as fast as possible before Arlan again catches her.

Yaya smiled at the passing of a taxi, as he was about to call the taxi, suddenly his body floated, his vision darkly covered in black cloth. He screamed hysterically for help but unfortunately, no one dared to help him.

Yaya felt half of his face being held back by a large hand, slowly his oxygen supply began to thin, until finally yaya fainted unconscious.

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