Alex The Heir

Please keep me away from the Mafia!

Dinu's assistant was so eager to teach the beautiful girl with curly hair, where she was fascinated by natural beauty. Another case with Jessie who is just lazing and not focused on anything, far from the estimate. 

"Rudra would've cursed me for this, if it weren't for the mother she was with? I don't want to do this either, damn it." Jessie said in her heart, jutek face and also cute did not hear the words of Dinu's assistant. 

"God, I think I've been to the goddess Amor, really pretty." Inner assistant Dinu. "I've explained it, you can copy some of the known ones, and learn all of these files. If no one understands? You can call me." 

"Be polite, I'm your boss's sister. At least call me 'Miss', do you understand? And oh yeah, I'm not the babu you want to tell." Jessie vented all her frustration.

"Mr Alex is the one who trusts you in me, if you want to complain tell the person directly. About that call? I'll do it." Dinu's assistant replies, too, pulling all of her remarks regarding the girl's judgment.

Jessie was very upset, but had no other choice. "If I back off now? I'm sure you'll be tortured by that man, I don't have a choice. Rudra, you're so arrogant that you're using my mother as my weakness, once Alex falls into my hands you won't be able to wince." He murmured in the heart. 

Jessie starts working on everything, learning all the files that are very foreign, very difficult so she always contacts Dinu's assistant to ask questions that are not understood. 

"Five times." Said the man who showed his five fingers. 

"What?" jessie asked, frowning both of her eyebrows in curiosity. 

"This is the fifth time you've come to me." Answered Dinu's assistant arrogantly, wanting to give the new kid a lesson. No matter whether the new child is beautiful or his sister is the boss, it is only necessary to reason to discipline the new employee. 

"You yourself said to meet you when I was in trouble." 

"So you always have trouble?" said assistant Dinu scrunched his forehead. 

"Ck, this lowly man seems to want to prank me. If my patience runs out? Then I mutilated his body and threw it into a crocodile cage." Jessie's mind is trying to control her emotions. "Let's see if he can resist the temptation of a beautiful woman like me." He smiled as he found a way that suddenly crossed the brain, unbuttoning three shirts that showed the inside that challenged the men. 

Dinu's assistant, who was unaware of it while teaching Jessie, jumped in shock when he saw two hills that made a hunting breath. Immediately he loosened the tie that seemed to strangle the neck, taking a step back from the girl. 

"You why?" ask Jessie pretend plain. 

"Continue work!" Dinu's assistant was just an ordinary and normal man, if faced with a challenging part made him almost lose control. Luckily, he rushed to the toilet and washed his face in the sink. 

"Jeez. She looks so sexy." His murmur continued to be imagined with a smooth mound.

While Jessie was smiling knots, many men were tempted by her sexy body, and even Alex was once misbehaved. "Based on men, I only showed it a little bit but the reaction was overrated." 

In another room, Layla is forced to do her job in the CEO's office. Honestly, he is very uncomfortable if the face continues to look at Alex, making it go awry. 

"Why are you looking at me like that?" Layla was unable to stem the feeling of unease enveloped her, carrying out an act of protest. 

"I just wanted to see your performance, and it turned out pretty good." 

"Hem." Layla returns to work, but attention is drawn to Alex's hand. "Where did you get that wound?" tanyanya.

Alex hides his wounds, not wanting anyone to know that his true identity is a Mafia, while the job of being CEO is a cover. "Do I have to report to you every time I get hurt?"

"Not so, the wound was like a knife cut."

Layla felt something odd, but dismissed everything she felt. 

****

After work, Layla decides to go to her apartment to pick up something and miss the atmosphere there. Just opening the door, a pair of hands coiled around the stomach and felt a gentle breath of air slapping through the hair covering the neck. 

Layla was still fixated, from her scent alone had memorized who had come to see her. The ex-lover who was so infatuated with him, as if he was anywhere.

"Roy, you?" 

"Sttt.hush, let me hold you for a minute."

Layla is eager to escape from her former lover, but Roy's power is higher and also a mobster who can threaten her at any time. 

"I'm so tired, what are you doing here?" Layla was always being watched by the man who showed up everywhere. 

"Meet you." Roy hugged Layla more and more tightly, a panacea when he suffered a defeat and victory. 

Layla was forced to drag the man into the apartment, staring at him sharply. "You show up as you please." 

"I miss you so much, Baby. Give me a hug or a kiss." Roy stretches out both hands hoping to get his wish.

"Your appearance scares me, we're not lovers anymore. So I beg you to stay away from me!" layla.

Roy laughs more and more painting a look of annoyance at Layla, as if the warning is only a joke. Sitting leisurely on the sofa, looking at the ex-lover with disdain. 

"You're so fierce. You're the one who broke off the relationship, but I don't approve of it, which means you're still mine." 

"Can you stop that joke?" 

"All right, let's talk seriously. I'll stop following you once you find a man who loves you more than I do." Roy said, giving us a challenge. 

"W-what?" Layla blinked her eyes a few times, thinking of Roy's silly challenge. Let alone to love him, when there is a man approaching him only the ex-lover gives a lesson to the man who was ever close to him. 

"Basic crazy, that's so ridiculous."

Roy laughed again at the reaction Layla showed, it was adorable to make the defeat he experienced treated. Walking up to the woman until she locked it with both hands, looking into the eyes of the ex-lover. 

"Then don't try to stop me! You're still my girlfriend and you're gonna be like that, stop spreading your charms with your job being a paid woman." Press Roy while punching the wall very hard, no matter the blood. 

Layla swallowed the saliva with great difficulty, holding her breath as the man looked terrifying. Soon enough, he could breathe a sigh of relief as Roy had already gone missing behind the door.

"Why would I get stuck with a mafia like her? God, please keep me away from a man who works like a mafia." His mind caresses the chest. He doesn't know if he's stuck with the other mafia.