My husband's the Cruel Mafia
Chapter 2

"I can sleep here. Thankfully they didn't kidnap me!" muttered Nayla while holding her head that felt a little dizzy.

Nayla decided to go home for fear that her parents were worried because the girl had not been home all night.

Arriving at home, Nayla was surprised to see several black luxury cars parked neatly in her yard.

"Is there someone important coming home? Strange not usually much-" Nayla did not continue her sentence when she saw several men dressed in all black standing as if welcoming her arrival.

"Good morning, Miss!" greet one of them and bow at a glance.

Nayla did not care about the men and immediately ran in to hear a noise from inside the house.

"Dad, Mom, what happened to you? Why is it out there a lot-" Nayla gaping in disbelief when she saw the state of the father who had been battered by getting punches and hits all over his body.

"Nayla, why did you just come home so early, huh!" elena shouted running pulling Nayla's hand. "Look, they tortured your father!" there was the sound of increasingly heartbreaking cries from Elena.

Bugh!

Bugh!

One of the tall, burly and slightly bald-headed men hit Devan again without giving him any mercy at all.

"Take my father off!" Nayla becomes very emotional and tries to push the man who keeps beating Devan.

"Don't hinder my work, miss! Or I won't hesitate to hurt you!" the cold and flat voice made Nayla's guts that had been stirring to shrink.

Especially when Nayla recognizes the man who is none other than the man she saw last night, who is also one of them.

"Wait!" Nayla pulls Mark's arm. "Aren't you the man from last night?!" tanya Nayla pointed right in front of Mark's face.

Mark smiled thinly even so thinly that Nayla could not see him. Mark doesn't think Devan's daughter is the girl he's looking for. The world seems so narrow.

"Your father has a debt of three hundred million and interest and is unable to pay within the specified time. So we were forced to do this to him," Mark replied glancing at Devan at a glance. Then looked back at Nayla's face that looked in shock.

"T-three hundred million, Dad? What's that money for?" Nayla sat down and knelt down asking for an explanation from Devan.

However, unfortunately Devan can only be silent. Really, he was unable to look at Nayla's face at the moment. Guilt enveloped his heart.

"Dad, why shut up. Speak up!"

"Of course to gamble and also to finance the life of your mother who likes to spend your father's money!" mark was impatiently waiting for Devan's answer.

"But every month I always give money to dad and also-"

"Do you think your one month's salary is enough to support our lives?! Look, your father is old and sick!" ketus Elena to Nayla. "And now, you must go with them!"

"A-i? Why should I, Mom? I don't want to!" Nayla really does not accept if she is used as a debt-redeemer. "Master, give me some time. I promise I'll pay it off soon."

"Can't, Miss. The covenant is a covenant." Mark gave a file to Nayla. Where Devan has agreed that Nayla will be handed over to Reinhard.

"This is impossible! You guys really have a lot on me!"

Mark gave the code to his men to drag Nayla. Because Reinhard had been waiting for the girl's arrival.

"According to you, Miss. Or we'll take your father's life now!"

Cres!

Nayla who did not receive treatment like a prisoner bit the two hands of the bodyguard who had been holding his wrists.

"Argh, you crazy girl!" the bodyguard pushed Nayla.

Dugh!

"Ouch!" nayla screeched as her forehead hit the corner of the table.

But unfortunately, Nayla is not a weak girl. He continued to rebel and tried to escape from there regardless of Devan's screams.

Nayla kicked the bodyguard's leg and stepped on it. Makes them all grimace in pain. The girl's energy was quite strong apparently.

"Dare to escape the life of this old man will not survive!" Mark pointed his gun at Devan's head.

Nayla who was already on the doorstep stopped her steps and turned to look at her father.

"Don't, please. I promise to pay off all our debts by repaying them" Nayla said. He didn't want to see his father hurt again.

"You think we're loan sharks, hum?! Besides, our master doesn't need that money!" replied Mark who was walking closer towards Nayla. "He wants your body." whispered.

"What?!" nayla's eyes glared sharply.

Infuriated and annoyed, Nayla grabbed the vase behind her silently. When Mark turned around, Nayla quickly threw the vase right on Mark's forehead.

Prangs!

Not waiting for long, Nayla immediately ran away out. luckily there was not one Mark's men who stood guard outside because they were all inside the house.

"Shit! You bar-bar girl! How dare he do this to me!" Mark touched his forehead which was bleeding. Just this time, a mark was injured even more because of the actions of a little girl who was nothing.

"Sir, you're okay, aren't you?"

"Stupid! Why are you still asking, huh! Hurry up and chase him! Don't lose track of him or your heads bet!" Mark gave orders to his men.

"Wouldn't we finish off the girls, sir." said one of the bodyguards before going after Nayla.

"You're looking to die! It's the bar-bar girl we're looking for. Drag and take him without the slightest scuff to the main mansion!" after saying that Mark walked over to Elena and Devan.

"From now on, the girl belongs to our master.Never try to take her back without permission!" said Mark with a tone full of emphasis in each sentence.

Devan answered with a nod of his head.

"Then, what about our debts that have accumulated it." Elena replied, in her heart she still felt afraid that someday they would come to collect the debt.

"I assume your debt is paid off from this moment on!" answer Mark.

"But sir, nayla is a source of money for us. If he doesn't exist how will we live in the future." Elena put on a face so that Mark would feel sorry for her.

"If you guys need money-" Mark sighed harshly.

"Yes, I will finally break free from this poverty and have a rich daughter-in-law." Elena muttered with a satisfied laugh.

"WORK!" mark's jolt to Elena.

The woman immediately fell limp to the floor hearing Mark's reply. It turns out that he had mistakenly thought that selling Nayla would give him wealth.

"Poor people who want to look rich but whose debts are not paid. Really laughable!" satir Mark then got out and headed to the car leaving the two of them still in shock with his words.

"It's okay Elena, you can use Nayla when they get married!" Elena smiled cunningly and wiped away her tears.

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Visual Reinhard, 30 years old.

Visual Mark, 28 years old.

Visual is just a sweetener, the rest can be older brother all imagine themselves yes... Sorry if less deigned🙏🤭