The Journey of the Mafia Boss Love
Chapter 22

" Hehe, sorry sir. You can also have a funny face. Unusually, cold, haughty, arrogant, fierce, and indifferent." Aqilla was honest.

"Oh, you laugh at that." Akhtar approached Aqilla and tickled her to the point that Aqilla stripped her off.

" You are now mine, my woman. So don't try to get away from me. You'll know the consequences if it happens, you understand."

" Eh, why is it like that, sir? I didn't say I wanted to, did I?" Aqilla immediately rushed to leave.

" AQILLA!!!" Akhtar's voice echoed.

Aqilla did not understand Akhtar's words, she immediately opened the door and ran down the stairs of the mansion. He feels very strange with Akhtar's attitude, which can suddenly be good and immediately can also turn scary. But the desire to get out of the house was instantly dashed.

Dor...

Gunshots echoed inside the house, hearing the sound. Aqilla's guts shrieked, remembering the incident she was shot. The crowbar sprinkled from his forehead, a body that trembled. Finally Aqilla collapsed onto the floor, Akhtar slowly descended on Aqilla.

" I told you, don't try to get away from me." Akhtar whispered beside Aqilla.

Because of the sound of the gunshot, the workers who were in the luxury house immediately scattering to see it.

" What's going on? " Bik Wati's voice is heard.

His vision was fixed on the two couples who were near the door, as soon as he approached him.

" Sir, what's wrong? Aunt heard the gunshots?"

" Hem, yes bi. The shot was to prevent my woman from leaving, but she didn't pay attention to it." Akhtar grabbed Aqilla's body and took her to sit on the sofa of the living room.

" Sir, what a sweet lady this is. " Bik wati smiled happily, because his master was now able to get close to women again.

" Bik, this is the woman who has been messing with my mind all this time. I won't take it off again, she's had enough all this time alone. " Akhtar stroked Aqilla's hair, but Aqilla was still shaking from Akhtar.

" You can't go, bik. Prepare a room for her." Akhtar's Order.

Oh my God, thank you. You have made Lord Akhtar change, do not take his happiness again. It is enough that he feels sorrow, let this happiness last forever. Inner Bik Wati.

" Sir, I want to go home. My sister must be worried." Aqilla fearfully spoke.

" Home ??? you live here now, no more rejection. You can call him, right? Don't find a reason to get out of here. " Akhtar.

" Bo can I borrow your phone, sir? " Still down, Aqilla was afraid to see her face. For the time being, denying it would be futile.

" Huh, there's no way you don't have a cell phone. Nowadays, cell phones are a necessity for people like you." Akhtar.

Hearing the insinuations from Akhtar, made Aqilla into an emotion.

" Just insult me, my phone went missing when I was shot. For you, it is very easy to buy the item, not for me who has to collect money first to be able to buy it. Your words are heartless, rich people like you make me sick. Until I will not like you who are the incarnation of a madman, even if you force me. Please find the woman you want with the money you have, which you can arrange at will. Man has no ethics." Aqilla went out the door, ignoring the threat Akhtar posed. He would rather be tortured than follow his words.

Hearing Aqilla's words, made Akhtar freeze and not wart. It was very sad for him, who thought money was everything. Finally, Akhtar realized everything with the words of Aqilla. Now Aqilla has arrived at his home safely, what a tiring day for him.

" Sister, it looks tired. Better just rest, remember health. " Haykal saw Aqilla who was still struggling with equipment for flower arranging.

" Yes soon Kal, you rest at the beginning. Later, after this is done. Kaka will take a break."

" All right, good night." Haykal headed to his room.

Why today, my fate is so apes huh. Meet the strange man again, forced to become his woman, humiliated again. It's so full today, huh. Inner Aqilla.

After finishing her work, Aqia immediately went inside her room to rest.

But in a luxurious home...

Akhtar was still awake, and he pondered over every word Aqilla spoke.