The King, Son of Mafia
Chapter 98 (Romansa of life)

...THE SRAK!...

Curtains are wide open. A wide smile was sculpted on those bright pink lips. White dress with pearls on the waist slender with hair in a neat layout, not to forget also a medium-sized crown placed on the top of his head. Sean was ready in a white suit with a Rubi-chain brooch ornament fitted just above the left suit pocket. Too very handsome.

Adella was fascinated to look at the man who looked up at her with a not much different view.

"Beautiful," praised Sean in a soft tone.

Some boutique clerks smiled amusedly looking at the two young brides-to-be.

"How about Mr Yamato?" ask the manager, "is this dress fitting?" ask her again.

Sean's head nodded slowly."Yeah, it's fitting. My woman looks beautiful" replied Sean, "ah! No. gabe. She looks so beautiful and perfect" Sean said.

Suddenly the restrained moans of the boutique employees sounded clear. They are very happy to see the two brides look at each other with a gaze full of love. Not the most beautiful thing in this world, where marriage is based on love. And built with loyalty. Ornamenting honesty. And a roof of trust. Everything will be perfect.

"Alright, then we stay first." Said the boutique manager while bowing towards Sean and Adella. Followed by other boutique staff.

They left to both in the dressing room. Adella got off the podium slowly. Sean moved quickly to welcome Adella's hand. Ah, a loud pounding in each other's bodies. As if the two are feeling if they are really going to do a wedding blessing in one hour.

Just to try on the bridal outfit. They both feel that something like this is a reality.

"You look like a real prince, Sean!" adella. Before I was embarrassed.

Sean looked down, staring at Adella intensely.

"What if we go to church today?" sean said anxiously, "I can't stand to tie a promise on the altar with you" he continued.

Adella suddenly raised her gaze. Patting quietly the chest of Sean's field with an embarrassed smile.

"Hey! We could be the weirdest people in the world. Getting married without preparation. We both have the blessing. The beginning of tomorrow will be set," denied Adella shyly.

Sean raised his two hands cupped to the two sides of Adella's face. Carrying the jet-black bead of eyes it stared into his two dark brown eyes.

The deg!

The deg!

The deg!

A breath of mint hit Adella's face. When the distance is eroded by the owner of the big hand. The hearts of Adella and Sean are competing to voice a debate. Until Sean's nose hits Adella's nose. Adella's body froze.

"I want to kiss your lips. Or even finish you off right now, if only I didn't want my mama's advice. Maybe I hit you when Adella got the chance!" sean said in a low and heavy tone. As if holding back the deepest desire in yourself.

Teenage blood is difficult. Desire is very difficult to control. Now, he understands. Why did Hiro the father, choose to quickly tie the mother. Without a romantic proposal, funny again. His brain began to think hard, how the father held back the need of his man's instincts not to touch the mother. When she became the mother of the pet cat. When the heart is involved?

Sean Yamato admitted. If the father has emotional control even reliable sexual arousal. His hands were released, he took two steps back.

"Se——sean," call Adella stammering as Sean's body turns her back.

"Hem!" answer Sean in a sexy tone.

"Where are you going?" adella asked doubtfully.

Sean sighed."Toilet," the answer is slow. Before moving fast.

Sean Yamato wanted to curse slowly. Nothing is strange. Adella wears a covered dress. None of them are open. Surprisingly, he felt hot. His man's instincts seemed to be imagining something else. Okay, let's blame David Miyaki. His perverted best friend sent me another strange video. With the title 'Pranikah first night' damned David. Sean cussed as he felt his groin bulging. Normal. His name is also man.

Adella just stared at Sean strangely from behind. Luckily, the girl sees no difference in Sean's body when Sean's peak man meets the peak of his life.

...***...

"You're crazy!" willem said before floating a sofa cushion on David who developed a distinctive perverted smile of his own.

Vian sighed softly. The three handsome men were sitting in one of the cafes they often went to the four of them. Where is the cafe that is intended for those lovers of game games. Most of those who came were men. Even though there are girls, it can be counted with the fingers. Each place is covered with a large television next to the seat which is often used to play by visitors.

"Hey! What's wrong?" david asked with a sinless face.

"You want to get beat up again by Sean, huh?" willem said before pettyly nodding.

"I'm surprised you really know how to annoy Sean, Dav!" now Vian sounds trying.

David let go of his sip. Looking at the strange Vian.

"Vian!" call David slow, "sometimes I feel weird about you and Willem. You guys look so cold. Especially you, Vian. As if it is not affected by your sexual hormones. Don't you feel aroused to see that?" abugn. Not answering David even voiced his heart to both.

"Then you mean we're weird?" willem was upset.

To the two sides of David's shoulder raised.Before smiling pervertedly.

"It can be" he answered.

Bugs!

Bugs!

The cushion floated back towards David. The man was protecting his handsome face. Before pulling onto two sofa cushions for lap.

"Don't haven't had a wet dream yet, huh?" david is back.

The look on Vian and Willem's face turned red.

"E——enak only. Si——who said not yet!" wilem argued.

Vian chose to grab the game console. The man turned his gaze towards the screen.

David increasingly wants to flirt with his two best friends.

"Let me guess, you guys already got her. It's just looking so embarrassed to admit that passion hormones are hidden," David seduced.

To the two eyeballs Vian and Willem patterned lazily. Willem stood first followed by Vian.

"We're just getting some fresh air, Vian. Here the air is contaminated by David's excitement!" annoyed Willem before stepping in first. Followed by Vian in his cool style.

David's screams called out to his two. But they chose abai. His footsteps left David.

...***...

Warm water touched the surface of Hiro's skin. Before Dera's palm rubbed gently on Hiro's white back. Even though the back of the Yakuza Boss looked as white as snow. But behind him was full of irregular scratches. The battle he had once experienced left a mark.

"How's Sean and Adella doing?" hiro asked in between his eyes when Dera's hands moved gently massaging Hiro's bare shoulders.

The movement of Dera's hand stopped for a moment. Before his lips put on a smile. The woman sits on the edge of the bathtub.

"Sean and Adella have already chosen a wedding dress and suit. Have you seen the photos of them wearing wedding dresses?" ask Dera enthusiastically.

Hiro's head looked up. Staring at the face of his cute wife who was so worried. The red lips did not stop smiling. He remembered his beautiful and handsome ascetic son. The little boy who now wants to be the man's husband.

"Eh! How come you see me like that?" dera asked in a soft tone seeing how Hiro's expression was staring at her.

"Why does every expression on your face always make me feel like I've never gotten tired of looking at you, De?" hiro asked with a heavy tone.

Dera threw away his face. Shame, really.

Bruk!

Byur!!

Dera was strangled when her body fell into the bathtub. Being on Hiro's lap. Her clothes were wet mixed with the bath soap foam.

"Darling!" call Hiro with a heavy voice.

Dera gulped roughly his saliva. Staring at Hiro timidly. Hiro's face was next to Dera's. His lips approached Dera's earlobe.

"How about we make another sister for our children?" the whisper is asductive, "let us show off to Leo as well" he continued.

Several times Dera's eyelids blinked rapidly. His heart is timid. His face is red. Before suffocating stuck when the wet lips kiss the neck of the tie.