Prisoner of the Mafia
CH-3

Angry, disappointed, sad, mixed into one. It felt like just going berserk to vent his frustration to the bastard he met with in less than 24 hours. His hard work for the past 5 years, wasted just because of his rejection to a man who is crazy about women holes.

“Lu-Lucia, I'm sorry. I can not do anything.” lirih full of regret Richard said before the woman who holds the status as a friend and employee. Without knowing what was Lucia's fault, the restaurant owner asked to dismiss his best employee. One thing is for sure, if this all has anything to do with Javier Luz.

Lucia, who was being overwhelmed by feelings of disappointment, chose to be silent while busy packing her things. Don't ask if this girl isn't crying, because the floor down there is soaked with tears.

“Richard, I pamit” hoarse, Lucia's throat almost dried up. Without even looking at the manager, Lucia stepped in with a large paper bag in her hand. He was not angry with Richard, for Lucia knew that this was not his will. Lucia just doesn't want to be sadder if she has to talk more to everyone. Be him choose to go without saying goodbye to anyone except Richard, It was just.

He was lethargic he stepped towards the exit, just looking for a taxi because special tonight is very lazy if you have to crammed in the bus. Not to mention being embarrassed by her puffy eyes that were hard to hide.

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So relieved was a little lifted his sadness when Lucia finished cleaning herself. Accompanied by a glass of warm chocolate that he deliberately made in order to rebuild his spirit. Sitting absentmindedly gazing at the darkness of the night without a star on a silent balcony, looking away trying to forget the misfortune of today. There was no feeling of falling back the clear liquid on his smooth cheeks, lamenting back at his lost work in a matter of hours. Condemning wrath on the figure of a proud man with all power over his piles of money, so willing to do this to him.

Shocked in shock as the phone lay on the table, shaking signaled someone was trying to reach her. Buyar has all his dark shadows. For a moment he lyrics the box object, the name of someone who is so familiar on the screen.

“Daddy?” It felt so lazy to take a call from an old man that in his life there was only money and money, no matter the circumstances of his own family. But back again, the feeling of not having the heart always gnawed at the heart and mind of Lucia, so inevitably he answered the call.

“What's dad?” Ask Lucia with a brush.

📞: Lu-Lucia..

Lucia's forehead shriveled when she heard the trembling tone of her stepfather “Dad?”

📞: Please daddy...

Spontaneous Lucia moved out of place with a feeling of worry “Why? Tell me what's up!”

📞: Monkey Bar. Please come here and save daddy.

Telephone connections were interrupted with the sentence hanging the father without a more detailed explanation.

“Dad, Hello! Dad..” called Lucia a few times, unfortunately it didn't pay off.

“Cckk, let alone what this old bastard did” grumbled Lucia, very familiar with what happened when he heard a place name that was so familiar. It must be related to money.

Who does not know Monkey Bar, a nightclub with a variety of devious games and drain the contents of the wallet of its visitors. Many times Lucia reminded her father not to set foot in the forbidden place. But in fact, never once a digubris.

Running fast to the edge of a large highway, hoping there are still public vehicles passing. Waving the storm with a panicked face when a taxi car drove towards him. Quickly get in there, as soon as the car stops right in front of him.

“Monkey Bar..” his call with a breath of gasp. Brought speeding by the driver of a black-colored car taxi, break the streets of the capital that looks relaxed.

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It didn't take long, Lucia was standing right in front of the only building still active at night. The glare of his eyes looked ahead, not expecting that in his life would set foot in this place. Without a doubt, enter him with alert eyes.

“Goodnight miss, show your access card” someone with a big body was stocky block step. Stopped without his trepidation he stared at the guards in this place.

“I don't have” Lucia replied fiercely, there was no look of fear in the eyes of this girl.

“Then you are not allowed to enter” reject the guard with a cold face.

“My father, Deborah is in there and asked me to come” explained Lucia briefly, inviting a trivial smile from the man before her.

Whatever, Lucia will not be angry with the insulting sentence addressed to the father, because what was said by this man is indeed true. Not wanting to think of anything else, he stepped into the room in question, passing through the people of heaven who occasionally barked to call him. Damn, Lucia really hates this place. The smell of alcohol mixed with the sweat of the sinners, pierced Indra's kiss.

His quick steps in a hurry managed to bring Lucia to the intended room, pausing himself while breathing deeply before entering there. Slowly but surely he opened the door, clearly emblazoned with the figure Lucia was looking for there.

Shocked, glaring in disbelief with what he saw even had made his body freeze. Not because of the battered old figure lying on the floor, but rather someone who sat down with his sly smile. Highlight the eyes full of arrogance was haughtily pointed towards Lucia.

“This bastard” growled Lucia, clenched firmly in her palm with a feeling of anger that regained control.

“Hallo miss Lucia, we meet again” greet a man, who is none other than Javier Luz.

“Miguel, please invite our guests to sit” continued Javier, still relaxing it even though it is being stared fiercely by Lucia.

As for Lucia, the girl was really angry even sick of seeing the face of the man who caused her to lose her job. Javier's wide smile aroused deep hatred, even if he had a knife, wanting to tear off the cunningly smiling lips.

“You want to drink something, miss? I'll have Miguel prepare it for you” Javier speaks again, seeing no response from the woman in front of him even when given a chair to sit on.

“Stop your bullshit, Mr. Javier and free my father!” Lucia replied furious, the more she looked sharp Javier who seemed unaffected.

Javier put on a surprised face, more precisely pretended to the fact said by Lucia “Wah, this old man is your father? Sorry for not being polite to her”

“It feels like I want to shred the face of this bastard” the inner Lucia in heart.

“Dad, explain what happened” instead of answering Javier's unimportant question, Lucia is now staring at the helpless drowning father down there.

Deborah, the figure of a stepfather who likes to gamble and drunk, staring nanar towards his daughter “Dad ti-cannot pay the debt.”.

“Your beloved father owes me a debt and will not pay it. Though I've been kind enough to give him time” cut Javier.

Lucia let out a heavy sigh, again and again her father was in debt when she had last finished it.

“Say, how much does my father owe?” pinta Lucia, her gaze never changed for Javier, remained angry interspersed with the deepest hatred.

Javier smiled cunningly, already he was waiting for this sentence out of Lucia's mouth “30 thousand dollars”

“30 thousand dollars?” Squeal Lucia in the heart, surprised instead of playing when hearing the nominal mentioned by Javier.

“Dad.” Lucia doesn't believe Javier's mouth, so she decides to ask him.

Deborah nodded weakly, unable to dodge the nominal mentioned by Javier. If not in front of the man he hated, Lucia would have been sitting limp. The nominal is high enough for him who lives full of struggle.

A moment Lucia fell silent, her mind raging “Nominal was quite high. If I paid him now, my savings would have run out and what about Ellio's hospital fees. Not to mention I'm not working now” her inner self.

Javier held his head triumphantly, convinced that this girl would not be able to pay the nominal. As luck would have it, Deborah is the father of the girl she wants to have. Be, Javier it's not hard to devise a plan for Lucia to fall into his arms.

“No need to think hard miss. I am a kind person to anyone. If you can't afford it, just tell me. I'll be happy to help you, as long as.”.

“Give me your account number! I'll transfer it tonight also” cut Lucia quickly, even all the considerations she had just removed.

The problem of the hospital cost of his sister will he think about later, most importantly he can be separated from this bastard. From the beginning Lucia understood and understood Javier's intentions. Men with all their power, must rely on various ways to ensnare their prey. And Lucia, she won't fall into that trap.

It is better that he struggles to find the money sheets later, than to be the pet of this perverted man, Lucia thought.