Baby Mafia

It's Morgan

Ayres exhaled, with her hands slowly unbuttoning her jacket. He attached the jacket to the bed, then sat down and looked down with two hands holding the sides of his head.

No sound could be heard, only a sigh of rage filled his black and domineering room. All this time he was never as good and as strong as this, it was the person he made angry and depressed. However, today, since a month ago Andrienna disappeared from her room. One more thing, he felt so stunned because of his son who he presented with a violent act, by force. It was something unforgivable to him.

"What can I do? There's no way I'm saying that I'm his father, there's no way. He could hate me, while I had to start thinking about them. What can I do. Should I marry her?"

Ayres' eyes widened, he immediately got up and smiled widely.

"Well, yeah, marriage! I would marry her without her knowing that I was the baby's father. If I had married her, it would have been easy for me to do anything. I can watch him, watch the kid." Ayres smiled, then looked at the door of her room that was knocked.

"Ayres ... You just got home, huh?" Shamelessly and unreservedly, Felia, one of the women from Ayres instantly hugged her spoiled arm.

Ayres hissed uncomfortably, she directly moved her arm for the woman to take it off.

"Do you want to go into my room?" Ayres asked coldly, looking at the woman's eyes sharply.

"I missed you. You've been gone for a week. It's natural, right? We have a relationship anyway, we're partners, Ayres."

Ayres's eyeballs are sharply rounded. "Get out of my room, now!"

Felia shakes. "It's night" he said, holding Ayres' shoulder. "I want to bathe-"

Plaque!

"Aww ..." Felia held onto her wrist, looking at Ayres with a frightened pouting look.

The entire room started to quiet down, with a negative aura coming out from Ayres' body.

"You didn't say anything to me, Felia? Or should I destroy you?"

Felia bought it, still holding her wrist.

"I'm dizzy, don't bother me until I come to you. Understood?"

"D-yes."

"Get out!" His touch was sharp, until Felia lowered her head slowly and turned around.

No matter how sexy clothes Felia wears. Ayres who usually welcomes them is now upset because of his unexpected arrival.

He sat back down, rubbed his face and held his perfectly sculpted chin.

"It seems I have to make new rules." He muttered flatly. "It would be very dangerous if Andrienna brought me here while the women like to go into my room. It'll just disgust me."

A long breath of relief was felt coming out of his mouth and nose. Filled the front room with steam because of the cold weather.

His body rose, heading to his desk in the room. He picked up a cell phone, then typed something for his men.

After that he stepped into the bathroom. Cleanse yourself with the body that is there, but do not know where his mind is floating.

Before long, the shower was dead along with the end of the bath. He put on his clothes, styled his hair and sprayed parfumes. If it was usually one of his women who would prepare everything for him, this time he would rather be alone. Even while tying his shoes, he put his feet up on the table and tied them casually.

He took a shotgun from the safe, stepped in after grabbing the phone and tucking it under his jacket.

"Where are you going?"

"****! Why are you always so excited, Morgan?" Ayres asked sharply, until her brother arrived before her with a calm aura without caring.

"Where are you going?"

"You're crazy, huh? Why are you tripping me, huh?"

Morgan smiled faintly, then tiptoed up as Ayres flicked her long legs to grab her brother's leg. Not stopping there, Ayres got up and raised his fist as Morgan descended. Morgan had anticipated that, until he casually turned his head to the right. Ayres, who studied martial arts, turned her legs and flanked Morgan's neck. He pulled out a softgun, then pointed it at his brother's left temple who had invited him to a fight earlier.

"You want to die, huh? Are you tired of living?"

Morgan chuckled, he raised his hand as if subdued. Ayres spit in annoyance, before opening her arms around her neck. They sat with sharp eyes, noticed by dozens of men who immediately ran around when they found out that their two big bosses were fighting again.

Any more? Yeah, not the first time they've fought like this. Even once the two almost killed each other just because of a misunderstanding that occurred.

"Curvy, sickening." Ayres took his first glance, inserting the softgun into his jacket.

Looking at Morgan once more, Ayres screeched then stepped away leaving her brother who was already smiling faintly.

"I know where you're going, Ayres. I'll give you a precious surprise." He turned around on the spot, looking at his little sister who had run down the stairs.

The man stepped towards the second-floor guardrail, looking at Ayres who had spoken to a man who was none other than the butler. As his sister passed away, Morgan stepped down and approached the butler.

"Tell me."

The man looked down. "Sir Ayres asked for his women to be moved to the side house, Young Master."

Morgan smiled faintly, just to the extent of *****little* on the lips.

"Do it, it's a command that means everything."

The butler lowered his head, then stepped towards the back.

"Alzein!"

A man of Morgan's age approached, looking down behind him.

"Follow me, we're gonna do something exciting."

"Ready, Young Master."

Morgan smiled again, barely visible. His steps swayed, heading out of the mansion.

"Hit you, Ayres."

***

Ayres landed down on the floor inside Andrienna's boarding house. He stared at the pitch-long surroundings with a flat gaze and a thin smile imprinted there. His steps swayed without a sound even though he was wearing strong-treaded black shoes. He headed to a door, opened it without a sound and saw who was curled up on the bed.

"Baby, I'm coming for you." Without a sound he whispered, then climbed into the bed and revealed a little of Andrienna's slumbering hair.

His hand went down the line of Andrienna's cheek gently, before closing his lips. However, just now that he was about to kiss the cheek there was a bustling sound outside his hostel that made Ayres frown. He heard it confidently, until he finally shrugged his shoulders. Ayres brought her face closer, then hugged the soft body of her friend who is now pregnant with her child.

Consider it her son, Andrienna is a girl who always takes care of herself, right? After all, he was the first to get it. The noise was still heard and getting closer, until Ayres was disturbed and looked at the door that had been knocked as hard as he could.

"Andienna! Open door! You hid someone in your hostel, didn't you?"

"Open Andrenna!"

"Andienna!"

Andrienna's body jolted, directly sitting that second as well. "Huh? What's up?!"