King Mafia And His Angel
The man never cried
Enardo closed his eyeballs for a moment, trying to lean on the sofa chair in the corner of Anta's room, the dark room condition made him quite able to try to calm his feelings, so he could not help but feel, for a moment there he wanted to try to be alone while waiting for luck who knew the girl was coming home to their mansion tonight.
As the clock on the wall made its unrelenting noise, indicating that midnight had entered its time, Enardo tried to move from his seat.
For a moment his fingers pressed slowly his eyeballs, the rest of the tears were clearly felt in his fingers, he sighed heavily then tried to turn on the room lights and then slowly moved away from the room.
But when his hand just reached the door knob, apparently from the outside someone first turned the door knob.
For a moment Enardo was glued so was Anta.
Enardo thought maybe Anta would not go home to the mansion, as usual the boy would go wherever he liked, but did not know why later Anta began to change her habits.
"Have you come home?"
Enardo asked slowly, trying to grab the jacket that Anta was wearing, the girl initially wanted to take off her jacket, but when enardo tried to touch her, with a rough movement Anta pulled her body and dodged from the man.
"Stop pretending to be nice to me"
Anta said in a dislike tone, she headed towards her mattress, starting to throw away her sandals and jacket.
Instead of caring about Anta's words, Enardo tried asking.
"Have you eaten?"
Instantly Anta was irritated by enardo's attitude, as quick as lightning she grabbed whatever was on the nightstand and tried to throw it at the man.
Prorgasm
Prefangled
Prefangled
Some objects shot towards enardo, the man did not move much, just trying to hold the objects that Anta threw with his hands.
But the next throw right past his cheek, fresh blood began to drip there.
Anta came back crying, in trying to throw enardo with some other objects and many were in his presence.
"why don't you ever talk, argue or rebel every time everyone gives you an order, breng.sek?"
Pekik Anta upset.
Her tears were clearly unable to hold her, her cries breaking out along with anger and disappointment.
Enardo lets Anta let go of her anger, letting the girl cry out until complacency hits the girl.
For a moment Enardo turned his body around, he simply did not want Anta to see his facial expression.
"You want to know why I keep quiet and never argue? I'm just a pick-up kid taken by your Daddy and by the Cullens, who were well cared for and raised, in addition to a generous reply what could anyone like me do?"
Enardo tried to catch his breath.
"Anyone who's been a picker knows what it's like to be me"
"Let's pretend to be happy in this marriage, find a good man who loves you, who can take good care of the Cullen company, until that day comes I'll chop you up in one breath"
"I'm also just waiting until the zaffa gets his donor, after all my duties are over, I'll leave this place without ever looking back"
After saying so, Enardo slowly opened the door of Anta's room, he closed it Slowly then leaned behind the door while trying to catch his breath slowly.
Men never cry, right? but a man will cry when he loves someone.
Do you know who made me cry a long time ago, Anta?
You, just you!
Enardo slowly stepped up his legs and went from there, carrying with him the feeling that had never before flown anywhere.
From behind the room came a cry from Anta, the girl continued to cry as she dropped herself onto the floor, her crying voice breaking the silence of the night, some time without her being able to stop.