The Prisoner of the Mafia
TSM Chapter 6 - You Are Cathlen
The menu is as simple as in the orphanage, but for Namira this is already a special menu.
Within a few minutes the food immediately moved to his stomach.
ah. It's a wonderful favor.
"How much did they offer you? ask Roy.
Namira immediately choked on the drink until it coughed.
huhuuk.
They know too, ....
" 200 million Master.
"why not?"
Success made Namira glare in disbelief. Instantly he watches around the room if there is CCTV.
"You don't need to be confused thinking about where we know all that, your brain is not capable" Damian said, chuckling.
" mm.. Sir, can I go home? I've answered Mr's question".
"Who says the question is over, rest tomorrow on it again.May let's stand you up", as well as chuckling.
Roy also looked at his master, there was a little bit of a sense of wonder not usually Damian can make jokes like that, what else with a new person known.
The interrogation ends and Namira is taken back to her room.
Damian immediately headed to his room to rest. Before closing the door Damian turned around
" Roy keeps an eye on Alex and Sheila what exactly are the plans for the two of them?
"Ready sir, please rest".
" hmmm".
Damian cleans up, while the dudur on the sofa plays another tape about Namira on his laptop.
Ah, what's wrong with me, I'm so curious about that girl...
ah. mending me rest first.
With her eyelids closed, her hands folded under her head. The face of Namira. Her dimples, her innocent face full of fear made Damian smile. Instantly Damian moved from his bed on his laptop turned back on and then saw him smile. She held her laptop in her bed, looking at Damian's laptop smiling in her sleep.
Apparently Damian saw the Cctv in Namira's room.
While Namira since taken to his room seemed to be his mouth chattering .
"On what basis do I try to be held captive here. know also not. Huh... try she's a woman I've really beaten him". while clenching his hands towards the door. Unceasingly stomped his feet in annoyance.
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Meanwhile, at Alex's house, it appears the two husbands and wives hugged each other with a blanket thick enough.
Apparently, they had a long struggle together. Sheila asked her husband.
" How dear, has there been no word from your men?I'm thinking of Namira darling".
"hemm. But Damian was always watching me. Like Namira down to their base".
Sheila sighed, then she said
"I'm afraid Namira is hurt, hopefully what we plan will work.
In her husband's embrace tightly, smelling the smell of sweat running out of their battle.
"Damian's nature has never changed, stubbornly unwilling to listen to anyone's advice". Alex said as his hands stroked his wife's innocent back.
Sheila just nodded her head. Actually, he feels guilty for taking Namira to Damian's side.
Alex knows his wife's thoughts,
" It's not necessary to think, everything must go according to plan. The important thing now is to serve me again". while giving kisses in his favorite area.
His hands have infiltrated the sensitive area giving rise to ****** the owner.
aaahs....
Kick by stomp accompanied by****** blend into one. I don't know how many times Sheila has experienced*****, so forget about Namira.