My Hottest Man's
Chapter 64: Raphael Vs Romeo (1)

Raphael Bourne, sleepy on top of a computer keyboard. Vaporized and then sleepy again.

Although he is a genius and has super-sophisticated devices, Raphael Bourne is curbed from accessing special applications that can directly monitor people live via satellite, and see Bellova Driely Damier.

Access to this model is restricted to the layman but he officially joins a secret organization although he is not yet a Core team still on the Hore team, he still has the exclusive privileges of the Organization.

"What's that weird guy doing with his wife?" raphael Bourne asked, tapping his index finger on the table. Did Romeo make a campfire and bake something outside the lodge? Or will Romeo lock Juliet up and be in a 24-hour lodge without an inch apart?

"Oh why do I wish that man hurt his wife and I came as a savior?"

Raphael set the hair on the glass.

"I'm more handsome than an expressionless Romeo."

Ever since he became a secret agent, his thick curly hair was lost changing into something very stylish and his body weight naturally rose thanks to intense physical training at a secret headquarters.

This young woman, Bellova Driely Damier was older than her by three years, but she was very fond of personalities like Bellova and Belliza. Simple women who have good manners, good ethics are also kind.

Unknowingly Raphael's fingers play on top of the mouse and he has been in the initial view of the app. Not locking his thumb pressing "enter" after login. The homepage of an application is displayed in front of him. Without wasting time, it scans the location of the island, clicks the icon on the map and moves the view.

"Let's see! Did Romeo roam outside the cottage with his lover? Or ...."

Very quickly 1000 miles from the top of the sky turns into 500 miles, 100 miles, 50 miles, 20 miles, 10 miles, thumb and forefinger continue to zoom on the application. 1000 feet, the island looks green. 500 Feet, island full laptop screen. The remaining 50 feet, Raphael checked the state of the island.

There were no tents and firewood from the campfire.

A long crackle when he found something else in the West of the island. Perfect glares.

"That angry man! Good Lord! Did Raymundo Alvaro create a spider web on a cliff and bring Juliet there?"

Twenty-feet, Raphael is still clucking.

"Maybe she thought Juliet would be fascinated. The great Spiderman didn't do anything that extreme, who did he think he was? What if Juliet falls and may be lost in the middle of the ocean? The only means of communication were tampered with. Akh that man! How can I stay with him for seven years?"

Important emails are in. Raphael groaned in annoyance as his pleasure was interrupted, he was still curious about Romeo and Juliet.

He should have sent poetry stanzas to Romeo memorize. Imagine Raymundo Alvaro reciting a poem on the side of a cliff while Bellova sits with a flower over her ear, Raphael immediately chuckles in amusement.

"It won't happen! If it happens, maybe the sun will rise from the west." Raphael suppressed the letter emoticons that kept flickering.

Missing man, Yaritza Fonza, 18. High school student.

Here are many photos of a beautiful blue-eyed young girl seen on screen.

Learn the details of the lost chronology. Broken home again.

"The more days more people are missing" Raphael complained.

Type reply message.

"It'll be done."

Slightly reluctant to turn on another laptop leave the intention of seeing Bellova. Raphael's hand immediately played, this time faster. Typing the name Yaritza Fonza in the search engine ..., browsing ..., just a fad, but all the information immediately appeared.

"Then, why would the world need me if search engines were enough information?" Complaining and immediately becoming literate.

Within fifteen minutes of collecting a lot of detailed data about Yaritza including an e-commerce, furniture retailer brand, an hour ago posted a product item, he said, the floor mat called Yaritza measures 32 x 175.

Raphael was curious, why did a doormat enter the search engine for a search by the name of Yaritza Fonza?

"Parents get divorced and remarry. His mother moved from California to California. His father married a woman and Yaritza chose to live with his father."

Raphael Bourne reading information. Within a year the number of missing people increased from infants to adult women. Authorities suspect human trafficking syndicates but something more powerful is covering the veil of events so it is very difficult to track this organised crime activity.

Multiple messages in a row. The top message contained the last 24-hour conversation Yaritza had with her stepmother. Just a Mother and son fight. Raphael listened as his hands went through the online shopping field. There's something strange here, foot mat size 32*175 centi. Why not make a size of 30* 200 even though Raphael confused the size of the doormat feet 30 centi and 200 centi width. Confusing size of the doormat. Then price. One doormat for US$ 14,400?

Is this doormat a replica of Aladin's tapestry costing hundreds of millions?

Suddenly, his eyes were attracted to the special code in each product.

SKU :V001676413

Storing code in memory and typing on search sites and Raphael Bourne was amazed, it was a location.

Returning to the website, register using one of the pseudonym accounts, his profile is a charismatic 47-year-old man named Armando Quinn. Raphael put the doormat in the shopping cart, immediately purchase transaction. There are many types of payment available. Timang - fondle. He was very curious about the Yaritza floor mat for 206 million.

He will make a lot of money later. This time he had to unravel the riddle. Raphael transferred some money according to the guide. Once the transaction is verified, it receives confirmation. Combination of letters and numbers.

VG32.

Raphael Bourne transforms into Armando Quinn, a chief-old with a mustache and a fake beard. He grabbed a jacket, grabbed a cell phone, put on a hat and went down to the ground.

Ride the motorbike, he came out of the opposite door from the parking garage minimarket. The motor almost without sound drove in a hallway as far as 2 km. Shortly after he was in the city crowd, his vehicle appeared in the underground parking lot of a hospital.

Follow the smartphone guide, Raphael Bourne arrives at an apartment. In front of the apartment cars from the 1980s lined up neatly.

Previously he had checked this place and found that the beautiful old apartment was a foundation for the elderly aka nursing home. The clues lead here.

Why is it here?

Take off the helmet and get into the lobby of the parlour. All it looks like is a decrepit person in a blue flower white uniform. Go to the reception desk.

"Who do you want to meet, sir?" ask the woman behind the table.

"Yaritza" said Raphael.

"Please look for it near the park to the west, sir," said the nurse smiling kindly.

Raphael follow the nurse's instructions, go to the park. Clucked. What will he find here? Only the elderly, no 18-year-old girl even nurses in white uniforms.

Tinker with your phone, try temperature detection and anything including vibrations that might be a clue.

Well, he found something. If a seismograph records an earthquake, the phone has a vibration analyzer. Stick the phone on the surface of the garden floor, the numbers on the screen immediately move like a musical beat, a harbinger of catching a lot of vibrations deep down there.

There's something under this nursing home building. Raphael decided to stand right where the code from the stall gave the most precise location. It was a second-hand storage shed belonging to a nursing home in the far western corner that was slightly hidden away.

An iron plate is the valve to the culvert, which Raphael thinks he's guessing is true. Turn around follow the clock. Nothing happened. He turned his legs in the opposite direction and no wonder when the wall shifted, an elevator appeared there. Checking the gun, sharing the location to the headquarters aid center, he got into the elevator. There are no numbers like in a typical elevator, just numbers, 7. He pushed a button, the elevator door wouldn't close.

"Do you want this thing from me?" The scanner light above his head was moving back and forth. Raphael got out of the elevator, put a gun behind the flower pot.

Raphael realized something, there was no signal in the elevator even for an emergency. Immediately switch the phone to general user mode in anticipation of bad luck and he may be caught off guard and found out that he is a secret agent. His phone would never give any information to the enemy.

Back inside the elevator presses button 7, the door closes and descends quickly moving down.

Oh don't get caught. He will never see the world again. Moreover, he would never see Bellova again.

Why does he like his friend's wife? Bellova is very beautiful and charming. He was once ordered to watch Bellova for 25 hours even while she slept. He didn't like Raymundo Alvaro to hurt Bellova. Beautiful eyes, high nose in harmony with full lips. Bellova looks like a goddess and there is the dumbest creature in the world named Raymundo Alvaro who is immune to the charm of Bellova. He should not have lured Raymundo into falling in love with Bellova. Who knows, he was lucky, Bellova liked it.

Raphael's ears knocked over his ears. Why would he want Bellova for himself? Was this what it was like when Raymond Alvaro fell in love with Pequeena?

The elevator door opens buy wishan. Raphael stood up straight. The sight before him was not surprising. Prostit***world find the best breeding places. This time quoting the life of sweet potatoes, silently tuber under the surface of the ground.

Next what?

A scantily dressed pretty girl barely skinned cosongan welcomes her.

"Welcome, Sir! Your Destination?" ask the beautiful girl smiling kindly.

Confused for a moment.

"V001676413," replied Raphael as long as he remembered the password of the product code he saw on the website for the floor mat item. He changed his voice according to his old-man appearance.

The girl squinted suspiciously.

"Mr Armando .., glad you made it here. Please follow me!"

Quite a lot of visitors ..., obviously ..., this is the best place to create sin. Even some senseless ways of romance happen in this carefree music room.

Raphael recorded a few things on his genius head. Some teens are seen with an older man, just like sugar daddy. Oh My God's. Assistance many young men single, young girls are busy courting old men.

Trying to calm down, Raphael believes, does not rule out the possibility of minors in enclosed spaces. Following the girl from behind, they reached a room.

"Thank you for the transaction. The thing you want is inside."

Raphael Bourne's squinting.

"Size 32 and height 175, still new. You may need a little skill to unseal."

Raphael nodded as if understanding. Is this doormat so fancy still in plastic wrap? Or this doormat is something else.

The door closed behind him. In the room of a girl in deep sleep, use a dress from the crystal curtain leave half a plain body.

For a moment Raphael was confused, what should he do? Walk the room as if enjoying the room. His hand touched some of the furniture in the room. Check over. Find a camera behind the sleep lamp. He just has to be careful. Once again around, there are two more cameras.

The girl fell asleep like a fainting.

"Oh please, I paid dearly for Yaritza, why is the welcome cold?" lamented Raphael. Does he need to sleep with Yaritza? He had drained his savings to buy this girl.

Oh no, I can't betray Bellova. He started to fight.

Please be aware, the Bellova belongs to Raymundo Alvaro unless you want to lose all your teeth as early as possible. Raphael cursed his ridiculous self.

"Hallo ..., Yaritza ...."

There is no lawfulness. Raphael walked over. The girl may have been injected with a prohibited drug. His sleep was sedated. Climbing to the bed, Raphael's hands ran over the calf of the girl. Up to the waist.

The more up his fingers a little give a caress. He hugged the girl. His bastard soul waving. Yaritza has a beautiful body, a mature girl. No Bellova this one either.

"Yaritzah?! Shouldn't you welcome someone who has paid you hundreds of millions?"

The girl turned around slowly. Yes, she is Yaritza Fonza, the missing girl. The girl's blue eyes looked at him.

"My stepmother sold me to this place!" yaritza lirih said, complaining.

Raphael ignored the Yaritza, fearing someone would watch over them.

"I don't really care. I just bought a floor mat for 206 million. I was wondering why it was so expensive. Could it be made of rare crystals?"

Yaritza tried to push Raphael away as his hand stroked the middle of Yaritza's chest.

"I'm not selling myself! You just got tricked."

Raphael pulled the girl a little pushy, tying Yaritza's legs with his.

"You perverted old man!"

"Come, Yaritza! Lucky it was me! If it's another man, you may have been injected with stimulant drugs and tortured before playing," Raphael persuaded, looking for a way to get out of this cursed box.

"Do you not have a princess?"

"No. But if I had a daughter, I'd watch her 24 hours until she gets married. I'm gonna twist his hand when he lies about watching a ball game when he goes to a party and drinks hard with the gang members."

Yaritza was surprised, perhaps confused as to where Raphael knew the events before the Yaritza disappeared. Reading the signal in Raphael's eyes, Yaritza was excited. Suddenly he approached and kissed Raphael. Whispering slowly.

"Have you come for me?"

"Yes, I bought a doormat with my birthday savings for 206 million!" reply Raphael at the neck of Yaritza. He's a normal guy and his body suddenly wants more.

"Get me out of here!"

"After I unseal!" sahut Raphael.

"What?!"

"Your breast size is 32 and you've never been um ...."

"Do you believe? I'm a popular girl. And you think it makes sense that virginity was sold for only 206 million?"

"That's a sign you're not so valuable" replied Raphael very close to the girl. Oh shit, can Raphael Bourne get help as soon as possible because he's getting overwhelmed with the feminine body in front of him. Are all the humans in the base busy?

Raphael pulled the sheets covering their bodies. In that thing, there won't be a camera that can record.

"A ... pa?!"

"What?!" sergeant Raphael. "I bought you 206 million."

"I don't sell myself" replied Yaritza.

"Transaction now!"

"Oh goddamn damned bastard!"

Yaritza used to kick Raphael's leg but the man came back. Now some of the rapist scenes**** and violence are shown. Yaritza thrashed, Raphael bowed. A quick swoop, he grabbed Yaritza's lips.

Ignoring Yaritza's wide-eyed spies, he rolled up her lips and then used his tongue to force Yaritza's throat to swallow a pill that would work for 15-20 minutes to stop Yaritza's pulse.

"Bastard, may your daughter be treated the same as I am!" maki Yaritz.

The more the girl thrashed, the faster the pills worked. The kiss ended without a fight as Yaritza fainted, and died. Raphael raised his head, pretended to panic, banged on the door and notified the condition of Yaritza to several large tall men.

The examination continued, Yaritza was found dead with bulging eyes.

"What will happen to him?" raphael asked acting like a frustrated person.

"We'll take care of it!"

The officers, take the body wrapper and put Yaritza's body in there.

"Wait a minute!" stop Raphael, "I've paid hundreds of millions and how can I just have fun in less than 10 minutes? Can I take care of it! Besides, didn't I buy it?"

Waiting for confirmation by the depraved venue, Raphael pulled a large suitcase back to the surface. He came out of the nursing home and was about to ride a motorcycle when some men ambushed him.

One shot of anasthesis, Raphael Bourne bent his knees helplessly. The suitcase under went, he cursed immediately fell unconscious.

I don't know how long. His body was roasted by the hot sun and his bed was swinging. His eyes opened and found him in a boat, bobbing on the side of a cliff.

The waves come and swing the boat to and fro. One blow, the boat's up. Raphael clung to the mast of the ship.

"Gat!"

His small boat was then dragged by violent waves, hit the cliff wall and then damaged.

Raphael swam away from the cliffs full of sharp corals. He knows this island like he knows himself even though things will climb the cliff is not in the planning. Bulging on the side of the island began to run out of steam against the violent waves, he finally reached the reef that formed the foundation.

There are rope and rock climbing gear as well as a message on the wooden board.

*Without a pair of shoes, your head will end at the bottom of the sea.

Romeo*

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