The Paid Men and the Mafia Girls
CHAPTER 5: BEING STALKED

"Yes, Ma!" Cheryl and Axel nodded.

Cheryl gulped her saliva heavily. He hid behind the back of his sister who was indeed the same height as him. Both of his hands gripped Axel's shoulders. His chest was pounding violently, fear creeping all over his body.

"What the hell, brother?!" Axel moved both of his shoulders feeling uncomfortable.

"Mama denger isn't it? I could be locked up later!" the whispered woman walked slowly.

Despite being 24 years old, Cheryl still obeys her mother's orders. He has trouble lying and easily panics when dealing with a beautiful woman whose age is no longer young.

"You're ordinary, don't let people get scared. Mom will be suspicious!" cibir Axel rolled his eyes lazily.

"Ehm!"

Cheryl cleared her throat, then pulled both corners of her lips with both index fingers. The rows of white teeth lined up neatly look clear. "This is it, right?" he said raise his eyebrows.

Axel rushed to open the door as Jihan kept knocking and yelling for her children.

The door opened wide, the woman folded her arms around her chest, while raising a sharp gaze. His feet moved as if waiting for an explanation.

"Mama" called Cheryl with a big smile.

"The fight?" jihan said firmly.

Cheryl's chest that seemed to be squeezed now began to decay. His body was no longer so tense. Her beautiful face also revealed a sincere smile. What was worried did not happen.

"Udah on the big is still a rich cat as a mouse!" blow Jihan again.

"Axel, Ma!" point Cheryl at the sister.

"Sir, Ma!" axel shouted along with Cheryl's words.

"That's enough! Down, Sis! Axel, change clothes and eat!" tell Jihan firmly.

Cheryl immediately ran down the stairs excitedly. Even his hands clenched perfectly, it seemed like his plans tonight would go smoothly.

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At night, Cheryl had prepared with jeans, a shirt folded up the tip of her arm. A leather jacket tied around her slender waist, as well as a black hat that adds to the tomboyish impression but does not fade her beauty.

"Dad!" Cheryl knocks on Axel's door.

The door opened, Axel stared lazily at the older brother, he was not even ready. Still wearing his shorts and tee shirt. Cheryl glared while shaking her waist.

"Aren't you ready yet?" cheryl growled with a stifled voice.

"Come on!" invite Axel to ignore his appearance that is still messy.

"God! At least wash sono's face! Change the cake!" get the girl.

"Eeehh! Aye! Aye!" cheryl pulls the end of Axel's shirt.

The man turned around, closed the door of his room and walked leisurely ahead of his brother. Cheryl only grumbled in her heart because her sister was super cute with looks. Never cared about people's scorn. He remains himself.

"Ma! We're leaving!" cheryl said as her mother sat gracefully in the living room facing the laptop screen working on the dress design.

Jihan stared at her wrist, "Rome at 10 at maximum! 3 Hours from now. If more, already know what the consequences are. Cheryl don't drive. Let your sister!" jihan said with a horrible look. He knew how his daughter was carrying a car. As a mother, she was very worried.

"Ready, Ma!" as Cheryl grabs her mother's hand and kisses her, Axel follows.

"Axel, don't fuck around! Otherwise, all facilities will be revoked!" This time Jihan bullied her son.

"Heem, Ma," Axel replied briefly.

Cheryl knitted her sister's arm, walking cheerfully in casual shoes wrapped in her beautiful legs. Can't wait to be immediately in action at the racecourse, because it is always under the strict supervision of his parents.

Axel only snorted, but he himself could not bear to let his brother out alone. Even though he was far below his older brother, still his male soul wanted to protect the people he loved.

"You brought it, Dek. But Mama was looking out the window" Cheryl whispered in her sister's ear.

Only with her sharp-edged tail could Cheryl observe the movements of the mother even though she was hiding behind a curtain. Sure enough, the middle-aged woman was looking at her children, only to move when her daughter's car was getting farther away.

"Hemm! Don't forget all the promises!" Axel reminded.

"Big!" he raised his thumb, with both eyebrows raised.

With the car moving at an average speed, Cheryl is operating her mobile phone to communicate with her community. Long since he was in the upper middle class, Cheryl joined the racing car community built by the youth in the city.

It's just, Cheryl did it in secret. Instead of having a lot of schoolwork to always be able to follow it.

Without him realizing it, Tiger had clearly read his daughter's movements. But he was silent. Don't want to get too tight, let whatever Cheryl wants to do. The most important thing is still at the limit of reasonableness.

"Sister?" said Axel glanced at the rearview of the sports car he was driving. "Hmm?" murmured Cheryl is still fun surfing with flat objects.

"Something's been going on since the corner!" Axel tried to calm down even though his chest was like a drum.

As fast as lightning, Cheyl looked back. His eyes squinted when he saw a man driving a black sports motorcycle not far from his car.

"Try the front turn right!" said Cheryl still glanced at the motorist. He asked Axel to change the path traveled.

The motor was getting closer, and Axel's eyes swerved when he saw the man holding a gun in his left hand. Removing the motor handle in order to shoot.

"Sister!" axel panicked.

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