Mafia And Broken Girl
Make up stuff

After receiving thousands of advice from his parents Marco decided to return to his homeland. A CEO who has many branches of the company should not long leave the job right. At the age of maturity, it is the work that dominates his life. His entire time and energy is dedicated to the company.

He should have been able to become an owner. But he refused that. 'Papa is still there. I don't want to overstep papa papa's name remains in the company'. That was the structure of the company he always held. I'm not crazy for the department pa. I'm just fighting for our property.

Marco used to be a small teenager who grew up struggling. So no wonder his snow-cold face and demeanor were created because he was a human whose carrier was always serious. That trait was created just like that because of the harshness of the life he went through.

Give me some time, mom. I will definitely bring my wife to you. Wait for the right time. That was the end of their argument that morning after breakfast.

Until the plane airs Marco's mind still continues to be filled with his marriage to Gabriela.

When is the right time to introduce Gabriela?

Let time answer.

The car stopped at the door of the house. Gerald opened the door and then closed it again after making sure his master came out. "Urus everything Ger. I'm waiting for you at home"

"Okay sir" Take care of everything I'm waiting for you at home. That means I'll meet the client and also lead the meeting later and all the results I bring in front of Mr. Marco. This weekend I have to work hard. Alright alright. Gerald drove the car back to the office.

As usual Marco's final habit is to ensure his charming appearance before meeting Gabriela. Oh my god you're handsome, Mr. Marco. No need to comb your hair again is neat. And that's also your smile you don't need to set. You want to smile or get angry in Gabriela's eyes you're still scary.

When the door opened Marco's face receded. There is no Gabriela. Where's my wife?

Marco cursed his own mind. Why did I come here and consider her my wife? That's not what's important now. Where's Gabriela?

Wow wow wow. You are right yes! You purposely left as you pleased after knowing I wasn't home. The base is not obedient. Marco kicks the air, feeling Gabriela betray their promise.

I told you to wait for me at home, right!

You can go see your mother but only once!

Mr. Haris went into the room with water. "Your lunch master is available. You better get down" Mr. Haris put down a glass of water.

"Where is he" Mr. Haris frowned for a moment. Suddenly his brain loading. Oh Miss Gabriela yes. "Miss is visiting mrs' mother" Mr. Haris' expression did not change when he saw Marco's fist.

"What did he do last night?"

"Miss also went to see her mother's master" Marco's hand was already clenched in two. How dare you betray me. I said you met your mother once, right!

"What time did he leave last night?" Marco's gaze was still burning with fire. If only the walls contained fuel would have burned all the contents of his room.

"Miss left an hour after you left sir, and came back after 30 minutes later" Marco's face seemed curious about Gabriela's overall activity during her absence. "Miss says that she didn't meet Miss's mother, because the house is empty".

Well, I assume this isn't a mistake.

"What time did he leave?"

"An hour ago sir, Miss said she had permission from Gerald" Mr. Haris also did not want to get into trouble after agreeing to Gabriela's exit. "And so did the lady with the suitcase...

Marco's face was immediately struck by a flash of anger. The suitcase? she escaped? Marco stood up. He's ready to level this house with the ground.

"Said Miss Gabriela he went to the orphanage to donate the old lady's clothes" And Marco's face was struck again. How the ugly little girl had such a noble heart.

Wait, has he ever been foster in an orphanage? Marco begins to rethink Gabriela's past. He repeatedly touched his chin.

But something warmed up in his heart. Marco unknowingly touched his heart. A faint smile flashed.

"Alright sir, continue your work I'll be down later" Marco breathed a sigh of relief. Mr. Haris is just coming out. Marco called again. "He's in control, right?"

"Right sir, as you instructed, miss didn't know that she was being monitored remotely".

"Good" Marco's hand gesture signifies Mr. Haris has been able to come out. Mr. Haris closed the door with a heart. As he went down the stairs he turned again to Marco's room door.

His expression could not be read. Maybe he's one thought with Gerald.

After lunch, Marco walked towards the one-story Gym area with his room. There was also a tattooed man who did the same. The man with the creepy face lowered his head for a moment.

"As you would expect sir" The usual answer Marco always listens to. They are the same as doing afternoon sports. The mature man who was tattooed with the burly muscle muscles started lifting 10 kilos, rising to 20. Besides Gerald, he was the one who had the right to enter Marco's Gym area.

After feeling enough Marco left the Gym room along with the turn of the evening. The little towel that was stuck to his neck had already floated into the dirty cloth basket earlier. He saw the door of the room that was not completely closed. Gabriela is home.

Marco glanced inside and saw the girl sitting on the sofa of the room holding cash.

What the hell is he doing?

Marco followed Gabriela's gaze. Sky sky, huh! you sat blankly looking at the sky. You must be imagining something. If it's a good job like that. Marco walked over and again Gabriela was unaware.

The mat! Lights out. Gabriela crept towards the outlet. He turned on the lights. Just turned around the lights were out again. Gabriela pressed the outlet again. This time he returned to his couch. And tick! the lights went out again.

Gabriela realized that the lights were no longer common.

The girl groped her way out. After the door opened he was surprised to look around. The lights outside lit up brightly then why in the room dead alive dead alive?

His mind was immediately haunted by bad prejudices. Naturally every human being if experiencing something like this must be his mind directly horror.

"Why is Miss outside?" The beloved Gabriela was shocked to hear the voice of the maid from behind. "Ahh it's okay"

"Okay Miss please change clothes. Dinner is available. I'm sorry miss" the waiter left Gabriela.

With fear the girl grabbed the door handle. Czechoslovakia! door open. Again Gabriela could only swallow the saliva when she found the room was already light.

While being preoccupied with his thoughts Marco who was out of nowhere entered. "Hey!!" Gabriela gasped in surprise. He turned his body and found Marco standing not far from the door. "What are you doing?" marco's focus was distracted looking and Gabriela's makeup.

"Hey! where did you end up?" He grabbed Gabriela's chin while observing every inch of the girl's face. "Why are you using makeup like this! tell me where you're from!" He let go of Gabriela's chin violently.

"Master!! you're home yet?"

"Just answer my question where are you from!!"

You never even wear powder in front of me, right! that's again what color is in your eyes, your cheeks and on your lips too!

"Java!"

"I'm out of the master's orphanage" Pake your shirt why the hell! why are you undressing and wearing only shorts. My eyes are stained, sir! Where your sweat is pouring out again. Hoeing, huh?

"The orphanage? to the orphanage you have to be full of make up like this!" Marco again grabbed Gabriela's chin. Forgetting already he was about his mission scared Gabriela away.

Prangs! Remote drifting to the floor. Break into pieces.

Why are you a hobby for breaking stuff. It's not a shame to buy another.

you are not a rich man. Not poor like me.

That's not what you're thinking now Gabriela! think about how you got out of the clutches of this crazy guy's hand. If you're strangled and die which cake?

But my energy lost damn it! He was so strong that he held my collar!

That's why fight correctly. His foot! step on his feet now. Ah fuck! Gabriela had wanted to step on Marco's foot but her intentions were clouded.

You useless guts. You are also a brash mind! how dare you think of stepping on Mr. Marco's feet. You want to die!

Gabriela cursed herself in the heart.

"Master! let go of me first" Gabriela coughed. He hurriedly inhaled oxygen into his nose when Marco's grip was off. "My master.... "

"Close your mouth! Clean this up!" Marco pointed at the disgust of Gabriela's face. "Two minutes!" Gabriela hurriedly walked into the bathroom. And washed his face.

I want to close the door, but I'm scared. The girl came out after making sure her face was clean of make up. He went back to the room. Marco flicked his finger telling him to come closer.

Seriate....