THE QUEEN OF MAFIA
7

"Ah." Asya coughed and then returned to her cold facade.

"I really appreciate Mr. Kevin's help during my embarrassing moment, but I really have to go now." When Asya spoke, she hurriedly stood up and forgot her chaotic gaze.

Although a little unhappy with the word "Master", Kevin was quite amused at the person who was cold in front of him. It was amusing to see her acting was tough and indifferent even though her face was flushed red and her voice was a bit hoarse.

His eyes remained attached to his eyes all the way to the birthmark of the moon at the junction of his neck and shoulders. There were red spots there, slight bruises which proved that he might have been a little hard before.

Given what happened earlier, Kevin's eyes darkened and felt pain at the tightening of his pants. Apparently, one is not happy when things are not done until the end.

Asya felt her body stiffen due to the intensity of her gaze. What's he thinking? Asya asked herself as her hand instinctively moved to cover her half-open breasts.

Asya seemed to notice one problem. The dress was almost torn and the bottom of the dress felt. Asya almost cursed loudly, her frustration visible as she glanced towards him after a 3x look.

There are only two options: one is to give no nonsense about how she looks and let Hans know what happened, two is to sneak into someone else's room and steal decent clothes.

The latter seems to be a pretty good option. However, there is one problem. This house, unbeknownst to anyone, was only used to deceive everyone that this was where the main family of Cavella lived just in case anyone wanted to attack or kill them. Although, Asya, Leon and his parents had rooms in this house, they did not have many clothes here and the last time Asya slept here was when he was 13 years old, he said, and the clothes available in her room were pretty much too small in her female figure.

Asya's situation fits the phrase.

"Between a rock and a hard place".

As if noticing his sadness, Kevin unbuttoned every button on his shirt, not so much as his eyes left his violet ball.

As if, he seduced her.

Asya almost choked on his mind. But why was everything this man did, he felt like the devil was whispering in his ear to give in to temptation?

He just unbuttoned his shirt! Why does she look so sexy and alluring why do that? Besides, did he slowly unbutton his shirt on purpose?

Wait, that's not the main point! Why did he take off his shirt? Does she ... want to continue !?

While Asya makes hell out of his mind, Kevin manages to slip his shirt into his subtle body.

"Huh?" Asya looked at Kevin confusedly and right at that moment, Kevin had the urge to squeeze her cheek because of how sweet she was.

"Take off your clothes and put on my shirt" Kevin told her.

"For long enough to cover up what was supposed to be covered." saying this, Kevin suddenly frowned as he looked at his firm but smooth and soft legs.

Not enough to cover his legs, Kevin clicked his tongue in annoyance. His hand grabbed the belt in his trousers.

"Whatt, what are you doing?" Asya's cold demeanor broke and flushed red as she looked at her black and blue boxer, and the striking bulge she wanted to set free.

Asya had tortured and punished naked men in the past and she did not even stare and blush while looking at the intersection between their legs, why was she now feeling ashamed?

Is it because through boxers, Asya can conclude that it is three times bigger and long compared to those guys?

Is that a normal size for men?

And why did this beautiful God-like man, who had extremely strong abdominal muscles and muscular muscles with sexy V-lines disappear into his dark blue boxer pants with a black lining, suddenly striped in front of him?

Kevin does not seem to be affected by Asya's moody appearance, but he really enjoys Asya who resembles her three-year-old self, is silly, cute, cheerful, and makes everyone want to love her.

He handed over his trousers, his eyes losing a hint of happiness in them.

He killed his mother.

And that's what makes it like this.

This cold and indifferent person, who built a thick layer of walls to protect himself from being injured. She seems to be strong but she knows that behind those layers of walls, she is just a lonely girl who needs warmth.

But the only source of warmth given by her parents is gone. One forces Asya to kill him, while the other is killed by "Friends".

Kevin could not help but feel sorry for the woman in front of him. He patted his head, his eyes soft as he placed the car keys in his palm and said.

"My car is on the left border of the manor."

Asya frowned as she held the key.

"You're not coming with me?" He asked but regretted it as soon as those words came out of his mouth.

Why does my question sound so ambiguous?

Kevin gave a small smile on his lips and replied in an indifferent tone, although the typical coldness was still there.

"I still have something to take care of."

Asya nodded in understanding, she felt confused because she did not know what else to say.

He knew absolutely nothing about her except to be Rafael's illegitimate son, and that she was five years older than him.

But, in front of him, he looked like a different person. She is not the most feared cruel daughter of Anita Claudia, she just ... Asha.

And that scared him.

He was afraid that he would become "Weak" in front of him.

He didn't want to be her when she was three years old. He could only cry when he pulled the trigger right into his mother's heart.

In his 23 years of existence, he had never felt this kind of emotion.

It was terrifying because he stepped into a place unknown to him.

And the cause of all this was the blue-eyed man in front of him.

"Between a rock and a hard place" can be used to describe a dilemma where you have to choose between two negative options. It may work, depending on the type of dilemma you want to describe.

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