The Beautiful Mafia the CEO
Ch 178: Two cold men fight.
Inside Justin's office. There are Justin and Marvin.
"Sit down" said Justin. He invited Marvin to sit on the couch. His hand poured the expensive beer into the glass he had served Marvin.
"Looks like you already know what I came here for" Marvin replied as he sat on the couch right in front of Justin. His hands from earlier could not stop clenching.
Drrt drrt!
Suddenly Marvin's phone shook. Marvin stared at the call screen with Ken's name on it. He turned his phone over. Ignoring the call from Ken.
"Where's Killa? I'm sure you know where Killa is now?" marvin asked impatiently. His chest was heaving and breathing uncharacteristically.
Drrt drrt drrt
His phone vibrated again. Marvin grunted in annoyance. "Damn," he screeched slowly, clutching his phone firmly.
Justin smiled and said, "Thank God, it might be important."
Marvin also raised a call from Ken. His eyes sharpened, staring at Justin fixedly. Like he was about to pounce on her right then and there. Heard the explanation Ken said across the line.
"Fuck," screeches. As he moved and with a quick movement he pulled the collar of Justin's shirt firmly.
"Where did you take Killa? How dare you," he said again with teeth grinding. Marvin's jaw hardened, his hands clutching the collar of Justin's shirt. Makes Justin hold his breath that starts to cramp. But he kept trying to keep looking calm.
"Remove your hand from me" cried Justin threw Marvin's hand.
"You think ... Who are you? How dare you touch me" he continued, pushing Marvin's chest firmly.
Marvin flinched back. He also did not accept to have been pushed like that by Justin. Because of his overflowing emotions, Marvin finally blew his punch right in Justin's face.
Justin held the bloody end of his lips. "Damn it," he meant.
Bugh!
Bugh!
Bugh!
His punch went in Marvin's face and also his kick in Marvin's stomach. Made Marvin fall into a small ornamental table.
Prangs!
A vase of Marvin's flowers smashed into Justin's head. Until his head bleeds. Justin is not losing. He also threw an expensive beer bottle that still had a lot left to Marvin's head.
Conceivably. The entire contents inside the room were shattered and messy as a result of the fight between the two cold men.
"Fuck, how dare you hit me" said Justin.
"I'll even kill you, if you don't tell me where my wife is" Marvin replied.
"She's your wife, but why are you asking me" Justin said.
"Currently, still pretending to be innocent. You brought him in this morning jerk," said Marvin as he spit in any direction. His saliva mixed with fresh blood.
"You're right, I picked her up this morning. You know what it's because?"
"Because what?"
"Because no one needed him at the time but me" Justin chuckled.
"Suckhead." Marvin punched Justin in the face again, slumped to the floor.
"Do you want to die?" Marvin squatted down and clasped back Justin's shirt collar.
"Bas stupid, you're the one who made him leave. You realize you're wrong. If you don't get him hurt maybe he won't go" Justin shouted.
The deg!
Marvin knew he was wrong. He's the one who made Killa leave. If he wakes up sooner and doesn't hurt Killa. It won't be possible like this.
"Aghh, shit, shit, shit," said Marvin shouting while kicking carelessly the items that had been destroyed. He was crying and covering his face with one hand.
"I'm sorry, Killa," he said.
"You know, he loves you so much Marvin. I can see if he's very disappointed" Justin said.
"You know what? Don't try to brainwash me."
"Obviously I know, because I've seen her like that. I made him feel that way. I hurt her heart and she left me."
"Then tell me where you took him? So that I can make amends for my mistakes."
"You can't find him anymore. He's gone far, I don't know where he's going either. He just asked me to drop him off at the airport."
Marvin looked up at Justin. He squealed in wonder, "Airport?"
"Yes, Airport!"
"No, Killa, you can't really leave, right? Killa, please come back."
Legs squealed. Marvin sat on his knees on the floor. His cries broke, Marvin clamoring for his stupidity. I wonder how fucked he is. Regretting all his deeds and treatment on Killa in a few days.
I'm sorry, I promised not to tell anyone where he went. I just wish you two could meet again. However, I cannot guarantee whether he will be willing to return to you or not! Inner Justin.
Killa, come back, baby. Please come back, I can't live without you. I'm sorry, I'm sorry I hurt you. Please come back, I promise I won't hurt you again! Inner Marvin.
...🌹 Connect 🌹...