The Billionaire Mafia
A Simple Desire

Jolicia was on the balcony, breathing the air in the afternoon. After cleaning up, he chose to stay silent on the balcony. Her mind was not calm, like feeling guilty to someone but why? Isn't it wrong.

An hour ago his view accidentally caught Austin's car not far from Charlie's Cafe & Bakery. A few minutes later, the car drove back. Though he was sure if Austin saw it because they had met a moment's glance. But the man took his eyes off her. If Austin accidentally saw her somewhere, she would always come to him. It doesn't matter where the man will park his car.

"Ohhhhh...." The beautiful woman breathed a long breath. When will their problems end? thought.

"Ah, you're here apparently. It's just not in the room." The male baritone's voice made him turn his head and found Daddy Zayn walking closer to him.

The corner of Jolicia's lips formed a thin smile. "What's up, Daddy?" He knows his Daddy's habits. If you look for it here and there must be something that must be said.

"Why do I know I'm really rich?" Instead of answering the princess's question, Daddy Zayn was amazed by the view below. One of the riches he had was to have such a vast page. One of them has a helicopter pad

"I should have made a football stadium here" he murmured thinking. "Ah right, if I build a stadium, they can rent at double the price." Anytime and anywhere when it comes to money matters, Daddy Zayn will stir up with a burning passion.

Jolicia rolled her eyes lazily. His dad started again, loving to talk about business with a fantastic profit. Maybe more precisely not in business, but to raise money others under the guise of business or investment. But how else, this is what his beloved Daddy is like. Somehow Mommy Angela could fall in love with her Daddy. Other than his handsome face, there was nothing to be proud of from Daddy Zayn. Uppss. Realizing his mistake in judging the Daddy, Jolicia stopped thinking, he was afraid that Daddy Zayn could read minds. Because sometimes his Daddy can turn into a psychic.

Plastered

Daddy Zayn touched Jolicia's forehead, making her complain.

"You must be vilifying Daddy, right?" See, Daddy Zayn is like a psychic. "Don't like to grumble in your heart like your Mommy," he said.

"No Daddy. I'm not grumbling." He gave up, which he might dare to admit. "This Daddy always talks recklessly. If Mommy finds out, Daddy's gonna sleep outside."

"How dare you complain to my wife, I'll lock you in a snake cage." Daddy Zayn did not accept, he posed a threat to the princess.

Whatever the type of threat, Jolicia was used to it. Even Jacob alone gets the threat of being hanged on the Statue of Liberti. But instead of being afraid of various threats, both are challenging. Therefore Daddy Zayn surprised the attitude of his son and daughter that sucks according to him.

"Iish, Daddy's wife is also my Mommy." Jolicia protested. Surprised by his Daddy who always called my wife, my wife and my wife. Daddy Zayn's wife is their Mommy.

"Yes... Yeah..." Daddy Zayn was lazy to respond just saying yes. "Then how?" ambiguity question. Whether to ask what, Jolicia failed to digest.

"How's it going, Daddy?" It turns out that not only other people will feel upset when dealing with Daddy Zayn, Jolicia was actually anxious at Daddy.

"Building stadium?" he said asking for an opinion with both eyebrows raised.

"God, there's no need to build a stadium." Jolicia shook his head, it turned out that the stadium problem was long-tailed. "Daddy is rich, do you want to be rich like anything else?"

"really. Your daddy is already rich, even very rich, hahaha." He who prides himself, he who laughs.

"Then why would Daddy want to build a stadium in the courtyard of the Mansion?" Surprised, that was how Jolicia felt. Building a stadium would only be a waste of money, he thought.

"Because you want. Can't it? Your dad has a lot of money, anything can be done with money. Even I plan on buying one country for your Mommy." What an innocent Daddy Zayn, he spoke so fluently with all his wishes.

Huh huh?

God, please save Licia from an absurd conversation with Daddy Zayn.

"Dad, please. Don't do anything weird. Mommy can be mad." Jolicia should be able to commemorate Daddy Zayn before Mommy Angela hears him.

"Ah, you're right. That's why you have to keep it a secret from Mommy." Daddy Zayn ruffled Jolicia's hair.

"What's? What's keeping it from me?"

A voice made Daddy Zayn and Jolicia turn towards the door. Mommy Angela steps up to her husband and daughter.

"What are you hiding from me, hm?" Mommy Angela shines a sharp spotlight on her husband and daughter simultaneously.

Jolicia smiled awkwardly. He looked at his Daddy who seemed ordinary, but it was possible in his heart to shrink when faced with Mommy Angela.

"Hm, Daddy wants to build a stadium in Mom's Mansion yard," his great-grandson complained. Hoping to build a stadium is a plan that will never be realized.

"What?" Mommy Angela was shocked to not believe it. Both of his eyes were full.

"Don't look at me like that, honey. Your eyes can come out" said Daddy Zayn smiling sweetly.

"No! I don't agree," she exclaimed firmly against her husband's wishes. "Why build a stadium in the yard, hm?" coined. However, Mommy Angela was curious about the purpose of her husband wanting to build a stadium that certainly brought out the usual fantastic.

"To make big money and profit, dear. Especially?!" The end ended with a smile.

"Good Zayn." Mommy Angela is anxious. So that's why her husband wants to build a stadium? It's really hard to believe. "No. I don't agree, the courtyard of the Mansion is already so beautiful like this, I don't want anyone to damage my plants." Yes, all this time who takes care of the Mansion with all its contents is Mommy Angela. The vast courtyard filled with beautiful plants was also at his will.

"Zayn, I'm being serious!" It's just that her husband smiled sweetly like that, Mommy Angela would not be touched.

"Yes, I know. I'm serious about you too, honey, that's why I married you." Zayn is not his name if it does not succeed in making Mommy Angela anxious and upset.

"Gosh, Zayn. You're this really." But it turns out the words of her husband made Mommy Angela's face reddened with embarrassment.

While Jolicia who witnessed only giggles amusedly. Mommy Angela is willing to marry her Daddy. The two can complement each other. And he has a dream to build a happy family with his partner later, like his parents. Sounds like a simple, but meaningful desire.

"Here you go, we better get down." Mommy Angela switched the conversation. "And you must have forgotten to tell me your purpose in finding Licia, right?" tanyanya.

The right guess. Daddy Zayn showed me his teeth. "I didn't forget, darling." But he gave up. He might admit if he had completely forgotten. Until then looking at Jolicia who gasped because he found Daddy Zayn's change so fast, Daddy Zayn will turn into more sinister in just an instant. "Mommy and Daddy invited Uncle Vier and Aunt Elle for dinner."

"really?" What was conveyed by Daddy Zayn made Jolicia more gasp again.

"Hm, that's why you should be in the Mansion. Didn't you, these few days, not visit them either?" dad Zayn said again.

Jolicia nodded. "Good Dad." But in his heart he smiled wryly. How could he visit Aunt Elle's Mansion and Uncle Vier if he and Austin had long since silenced each other.

"Just let's go downstairs." Mommy Angela hugged Daddy Zayn's arm, because her husband had told Jolicia. It should've been delivered earlier, but Daddy Zayn completely forgot. Maybe the age factor.

The two left Jolicia who was still in place. As he walked down the stairs, Jacob was getting ready to leave.

"Where are you going, heh?!" daddy Zayn exclaimed in a loud voice, reprimanding.

"I'll be gone for a minute, Dad. My friend is waiting" Jacob said, putting his phone in his pants pocket.

"Jac, didn't Mommy already say that Uncle Vier and Aunt Elle would have dinner at the Mansion?" Mommy Angela's voice was always soft as usual.

"Just a minute Mom. There's three hours left anyway." Jacob looked at the watch on his wrist.

"But your habit is always to forget the time, Jac," said Mommy Angela very clearly know the habits of the son.

Daddy Zayn stared at the full scorn. "Sounds not my wife?! You always forget time."

"Iish, you shut up, Zayn." Mommy Angela pats Daddy Zayn's ass.

Oh, my God, a Zayn was patted on his ass. Of course he could only resign, wanted to be angry but his own wife. Maybe he won't get the ration of making love tonight.

Jacob actually wanted to laugh out loud, but Daddy Zayn's glare at him was like skinning his body.

"Just a minute, Mom. I promise I'll be home before dinner." Jacob's gaze wavered, hoping Mommy Angela would allow herself to leave.

Take a deep breath, then exhale slowly. "All right, but just for a little while. If you don't go home, then Mommy will confiscate all the facilities you use."

Jacob gurgling. No. Her Daddy, not her Mommy likes to threaten. But seconds later he nodded. "Okay Mom, thank you" he said. "Then I'll go first." Not doing a cheek kiss and a right kiss on the Mommy, Jacob darted away. After all he was not allowed to kiss his Mommy, so it didn't matter if he just left right away.

After confirming Jacob's departure, Daddy Zayn held his wife on his shoulder.

"Yeah....." Mommy Angela yells. "Zayn, what are you doing?!"

"Warming the body." Daddy Zayn said casually as he walked up the stairs to their room. This was the punishment for his wife for humiliating him by patting his ass in front of their son.

"But I have to cook."

"There are many servants!" He knew his wife was just looking for an excuse.

"Zayn.." great-grandson Mommy Angela protested.

"Be quiet, baby, if you don't want me to do it here."

Daddy Zayn's threats made Mommy Angela close her lips. It could be that her husband really did the unification of the body on the stairs. Oh no, that's so embarrassing.

To be continue

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