Mr. Mafia Is Mine
Chapter 18

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The little girl's body was agitated on the bed, the warm-eyed bead was looking sad. His body was unceasingly shuttling back and forth. That sexy lip in a slow bite. The girl groaned softly, her body was really hot.

"Sister," he called out with a groan.

Bian turned his head towards the bed, his eyes soft, not knowing how the girl could take stimulants. And who has evil intentions for him.

"Sister!" Dera for a number of times with one hand holding the other hand was used to feel his body.

"Damn! God!" furious Bian.

Knock the door outside the room, making Bian's wide steps visible. His palm opened the door quickly a hotel employee delivered several cups of warm milk, Bian received it before giving tips. The handsome doctor entered back with wide steps. How shocked, Bian! Look at the girl's body. The influence of stimulants made Dera lose her mind. The girl opened the knee-length dress. Just leaving, kid's underwear and hotpants. Bian stepped wide, placing two cups of warm milk on the table. He sat on the edge of the bed, Dera's hands reaching out with misty eyes.

"Patience, warm milk can neutralize the drug. I didn't bring drugs to the hotel. Sorry, this will make you suffer," exclaimed Bian with a pias expression.

"Sister! It hurts!" dera exclaimed even tears streaming down both corners of her eyes. Although it does not reduce the fog of passion.

"Yes, I know. Let's drink first!" Bian thrust the lips of the glass at Dera's mouth.

Dera groaned loudly. Although napsu was in control, he tried to control it as much as possible. His mouth was open, sipping the warm milk. Before the second glass moved on his body. The heat still stings on his body.

Bian hugged her tightly. Not moving, just hugging. Bian didn't know what would happen if he didn't come to the hotel as a health representative speaker. Then surely the girl was stained. Moans slowly start slowly. Those warm brown eyes look pushy. For months he missed this girl. However, he could not meet Dera. However, fate brings him back to meet. With circumstances that can make Bian feel devastated.

At the same time, Yeko and Clara are seen in the fog looking for Dera. Hiro looked up at the beautiful woman who looked relaxed.

"Where is he?" hiro asked with a calm face. However, his tone of fibers would be anger.

"Where do I know," cried Mirabel indifferently.

Clara came in with an anxious face. He approached the Boss, looking down whispering in Hiro's earlobe. Making the look on Hiro's face harden, Clara shot her body with sharp eyes looking at Mirabel. He was wrong with Mirabel. He thought the woman was as pretty as her face.

"You still lying to me? Dera just got out of your place. And haven't gotten out of this fucking hotel! What's your plan, huh!" Hiro shouted loudly booming. He even stood up from his sitting position.

The woman did not have a fearful shiver inside her body. The blood of the great mafia flowed within his body. Being yelled at is not an extraordinary thing but an ordinary thing.

"Then what if he just came out of my hotel room?" ask Mirabel in a small tone.

"Don't make me sick of you! I only appreciate your father, so don't act! Damn," said Hiro was unable to control his emotions.

Hiro's jaw tightened wanting it to feel like Hiro's hand was floating on Mirabel's pretty face. If not remember if he will not do rudeness to a woman with his hands. Mirabel's arrogance, makes this man sick, really sick.

"Know what you know about me. If anything happens to her, you and I are no longer friends. Even our cooperative relationship is quite up here," Hiro said after closing both eyelids. Muffle the emotions that are ignited.

Hiro turned his body followed by Clara from behind. The loud cry behind Hiro's body made sturdy footsteps stifled.

"Unfortunately, that girl must have been a woman a few hours ago. She was no longer a girl," cried Mirabel making Hiro's bead wipe.

Clara turned her body swiftly. Stare in disbelief at the woman who wears a triumphant smile.

"I accept it no matter what. And for you, you wait for my thank you gift," Hiro said before stepping back.

Clara turned her body in front of the door as Hiro's men lined up. At the end of the hallway in front of the elevator, Yeko was talking to the hotel manager. Hiro stepped up straight, his heart ached. He was not a fool who did not know what Mirabel meant. The woman was really testing Hiro's patience.

Touching what he shouldn't touch. Hiro's little heart swore it would give a reward to those who dared to touch what they shouldn't touch.

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Drizzling in the morning brings a rancid smell spreading on the surface, cold air spreading piercing into the bones. A warm feeling enveloped Dera's shoulders. The girl looked to the side. A thick blanket covered his shoulders where the dimpled man smiled gently. With the same smile. Both of them looked ahead. Spotting looks greet the surface of the koi fish pond. Makes the skin of the water calm.

"How are you feeling?" ask Bian gently.

"Better, thank you for your help, brother!" exclaim Dera slowly.

Both corners of Bian's lips were drawn over the man looking to the side. Staring at Dera's face, the girl was pretty in Bian's eyes. It doesn't matter if people don't get along with him. For this man, love is present because of simplicity and comfort. Not beauty. Love comes from the eyes to the heart. However, for Bian that love comes from the heart and and settles there.

"Sama-sama!" bian replied with a heavy tone. "Do you have no plans to go back to Padang De?" bian asked still staring at Dera's face that looked cool looking at the shuffled creature down there. I don't know because it's too cool or avoid the man's gaze.

"Have it, it's just that I don't know when Brother!"

"I might be able to move to Padang De! If you want to come with me."

Dera. Netera brown Dera and Bian collide. Bringing its own vibration. No one wants to break contact between them. It was as if both of them were diving into a taste that had not been able to express in clarity.

"Sister!"

"Dee!"

Two simultaneous exclamations made laughter soar slowly. Both throw their faces away. Before returning to bring the senses look to shower each other's faces.

"You go first" said Bian.

"So!"

"Hem!" dehem Bian tried to wet his throat. "Will you bring me and your parents together?" ask Bian expectantly. "I want you to meet my parents tomorrow night. You want?"

Oho! This isn't a dream? Whatdoes thatmean? Don't tell me this guy wants to propose to her too? Dera's heart was pounding hard. Even to wet his throat he was unable to.