King Mafia And His Angel
2 choices
Zehra seemed silent, sitting right beside the car the man who was carrying her earlier, along the way they were silent, not communicating at all since.
Zehra only dissolved in her thoughts for some time, she slowly closed her eyeballs.
the man beside her only raised the tip of her lips, quite distrustful of Zehra's expression that was so calm that there was not even a rebellion.
He thought Zehra would be extreme because it was brought by him from his mansion like the people in general who were kidnapped, he said, but apparently Zehra's expression was clearly inversely proportional to what she had thought before.
Zehra looked calm and mediocre.
"Obviously a person would panic, yell hysterically and try to escape when he was taken away by a stranger they didn't recognize, but you're quite acting calm without movement"
Said the man quickly, briefly glancing towards Zehra.
Zehra just developed her smile, she slowly opened her eyeballs, then turned her head for a moment towards the man and her gaze changed towards the front.
"During my life, I've been used to dealing with things like this, being thrown here and there, being carried around and even being sold and bought"
Zehra said slowly.
The man seemed silent.
"The beginning may have been true I panicked, but as time went on it became a habitual disorder"
Zehra stared straight ahead, her eyeballs constantly staring flat, her voice sounding very cold and ordinary.
"Like it or not, I still have to like the situation, right?"
added again.
"You knew? The only person who made me cry when I was taken away and bought was Arash, the rest was never anyone who could make me cry or panic even when tense situations hit"
Zehra said slowly.
The man chuckles.
"Should I give a thumbs up for that man?"
He asked while laughing discordantly, sounding so cold and flat.
"Are you not afraid of me?"
Ask her later.
"Isn't your main goal bringing me back to where I came from?"
He asked while looking at the man.
"You seem to be making preparations first with maturity"
The man glanced at Zehra, his eyes clearly looking so cold.
"As I said at the beginning, right? Ready not ready, shouldn't I stay ready?"
After saying so Zehra tried to lean her body on the car seat, she again tried to close her eyeballs.
The man seemed silent, constantly focusing on driving his car, and, darting into the mountain road where the left and right sides filled with pine trees neatly arranged around the edge of the ravine towards the hills.
"Where do you want to go back?"
Ask the man suddenly.
Zehra did not seem to answer, she just moved her fingers slowly in her stomach.
The man looked for a moment at Zehra's stomach.
"There are 2 choices you have to make, edgard"
Zehra said suddenly without intending to open her eyeballs.
Instantly the one called Edgard seemed silent.
"What?"
The one called edgard turned towards Zehra.
"Bring me away from Arash and there is no marriage between us then I will rise to be the successor of the cullen or..."
Zehra opened her eyes and turned to Edgard.
"I give my bone marrow to the zaffa, return me to Indonesia, replace me control the cullen to the end"
For a moment edgard fell silent, he turned his head towards the zaffa while staring in the eyeballs of the beautiful woman.