Retaliation of Mafia Wives
147. Passion and Hell (lb)
"No, Sir. He's here, but …."
"Fera must've been spoiled by that woman, sir. From the moment he returned here, his face was already very tense."
"Yes, we better teach him a lesson."
"Once you've been quiet. Where did you see it?" ask the cafe manager.
"Ahead, Sir. He's a visitor" explained Fera.
"Visitors? Huh, at most he is also just stylish. Where could he possibly pay for food here."
"Right, what number table?"
"Table 10A."
"Well, it turns out he's a lot of style. Take the A-level table anyway. Let's go up there, manager, it's good that he's playing our friend's threat."
"Yes, don't accept us."
Fera shook his head strongly with a face looking confused and anxious. "Hey, it's not like that. Listen to me first."
"You take it easy, don't be afraid. Visitors aren't too many at the moment, so let's go ahead. I also hate him so much, he thinks this cafe has his ancestors. Stop without saying goodbye," said the manager.
Fera rubbed his face rough as he saw four women and one man walking quickly towards the front. "Gosh, how's this?" fera's murmur was confused.
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"That's it." A waiter pointed at the back of the woman sitting on the sofa of the visitor's desk.
"Hey, Cara!" The way that was busy with his phone was shocked when suddenly someone pulled his shoulder.
Just as Cara turned her head, the five humans were stunned. The beautiful face of the woman before them clearly made them not recognize the figure of Cara they knew. "Sorry, Madam. They misunderstood." Fera who had just arrived, apologized to Cara who was smiling cynically.
"No problem, you told me I was here to them?" ask Cara.
"Yes, but they seem to have misunderstood. I'm sorry." Fera continued to bow in fear.
"Yes, I'm Cara. Lavia Cara, why?" sahut How to relax.
The five humans were in disbelief. One of them smiled cynically. "You sell bodies? How much is one night, so may your skills," one woman sneered.
Hearing that voice, resuscitated the reverie of the other four humans. "Truely, now you can do anything with money" added another person.
"Hey, enough. Never mind, we better get to the back," interrupted Fera quickly.
"What the hell are you, Fer? What has he done to you that you are so ignorant of?"
"Nothing, it's just that you misunderstood," Fera replied.
"Oh, you shut up. I'm so surprised you can be this beautiful. Your body is also very good, how much is one night? I want to book the day," chirped the brash cafe manager.
Plaque …. How to stand with a quick movement while slapping the cheek of the man was hard. "Take care of your talk, motherfucker! Are you tired of living?" hiss Cara.
It was clear that the incident made the other visitors look towards them. While the manager of the cafe was already staring hard at Cara while clenching his hands furiously. "You dare slap me?" the wrath of the man.
Clap …. Cara's cheeks were almost an easy target for the cafe manager's rough hands. However, that was all but not the case when quickly the other burly hand held that move. Everyone looked over and was surprised to see Geo's face. That handsome flat face now looked so dark. The manager of the cafe had even shuddered in horror staring at that cold face.
Crc …. "Akhc!" The manager of the cafe screamed as he made his right hand bend. Everyone screamed in fear seeing it all. In contrast to the way that was staring at the scene using his cold eyes.
"How dare you intend to touch my wife, even to the point of hitting her." Geo's low voice was able to bring down the temperature inside the cafe and it became even colder.
The manager of the cafe continued to move backwards as Geo stepped ever closer towards him. "Don't come any closer, I'll report this to the police!" yelled the cafe manager.
Just as the man was about to flee towards the back. A group of men blocked his path. All eyes were puffed up to see the Death emblem so clearly emblazoned on the uniform of the group of men. The cafe manager turned his head towards Geo with a trembling body. Occasionally grimaced as his right hand staggered.
"Two gifts for the man who dared to touch the queen of Death" Geo said flatly.
"One …."
"Suffering!" say all Death members simultaneously.
"Two …."
"Hell!" tell them again.
Screaming, it was the right word for the current state of the other visitors. The book I sat on stood up to hear that terrible sound. While the cafe manager who heard the sentence increasingly stiffened in his place. 'In-he was Death's leader, and Cara was his wife?' inner manager cafe fear.