THE CHILDISH MAFIA THIEVES HEARTS
43. MYSTERIOUS FIGURE

"Young master." Call Hera soft while caressing Deon's black hair. Deon was spoiled with his beautiful nanny before going to bed.

"Hm."

"Are you serious about what you said at the dinner table?"

"Which word?" Deon was confused.

"About marriage." Hera replied hesitantly.

"What did I say?"

"Oh, forget it." Hera doesn't want to talk about it anymore. Maybe Deon just wanted to upset his father. How thought.

Deon smiled at Hera who was dizzy from her ugliness.

"You're really married to Hera?" Ask Deon. Now she was sitting in front of Hera, staring at the beautiful face of her caregiver.

"Of course." Hera answered confused. He doesn't know how to answer.

"Eitherway? Meaning how?"

"I felt like I was involved in a wedding procession, where I was the bride."

"That's right, then what's the problem?"

"I was never wanted. And we never lived a married life at all. Is that still considered marriage?" Hera's mind drifted far away. Remembering the sacred events that have changed her life.

He who originally had many dreams, is now confined here. In a luxurious house like a palace, but do not know where it is located.

"You love her?" Tanya Deon dashed Hera's daydream.

"There is no love between us young master." Hera replied with a bitter smile. It was a clear look of sadness there.

"It's okay. There's me who'll always love you." Deon cupped Hera's sweet face with his tiny hands. Convince the girl that she will always be there for him.

"I'm going to sleep, you go get some rest!"

"I'll wait until you sleep Young Master."

"No need, I promise I'll go to bed. Go!"

"But..."

"It's okay. Go!"

Only this time Hera left Deon's room before the young master fell asleep. But how else. Deon told her to leave from there.

Hera immediately returned to her room. He needs a rest now. After arriving at his room, Hera also lay her body on the bed. Again. His mind drifted back, thinking about the marriage that was in his path.

"Actually who am I?" Ask Hera to herself.

"I'm married but I don't have a husband. Even the one who was supposed to be my husband, became my master. Am I a wife or a maid?" Hera talks to herself while lying down. He did not realize that there was someone else staring at him in the dark.

"I'd better take a shower, then take a break. Being a servant is the reality of my life right now."

Said Hera as she sauntered towards the bathroom.

Fifteen minutes into Hera's bathroom. Then he came out using only a kimono towel. While singing she heads to the dresser and prepares to dry her wet hair.

All of that could not be separated from the eyes of someone who was looking at him hungry. It felt like he was pouncing on the girl at this moment. But as hard as he can on his turf.

Being there was a tough test for him. Hera's smooth white thighs were not covered in her towel. His neck looks very seductive. His cry that somehow sounded melodious and was able to evoke a different taste in him.

If you do not think about the original purpose of coming to Hera's room, it is certain that the beautiful girl will be mercilessly finished. Hera would not be able to escape the bad luck that would befall her.

Although it can hold his body so as not to move towards his prey, but there are parts of his body that do not want to cooperate. The girl really should be tamed immediately.

"Can't be left." He murmured in his heart.