Baby Sugar (Paranoia)

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Young antonio....

Banging fireworks unpretentious In the area of one of the most expensive hotels at that time. Gelak Laughter And boisterous almost blameless. This was supposed to be a feast of respect and the beginning of Antonio's happiness that had just been crowned as the leader of his group, of course with a young enough age he did not stand alone. There is an uncle who is at once his adoptive father who will continue to accompany him.

"I'm so nervous..." Antonio was candid about his feelings for his adoptive father who was standing quite close to him.

"Relax... It's not gonna be hard, you're pretty much always following me and everything's gonna work out"

The words of his adoptive father, Rosario. Not enough to cheer young Anthony up. He's just a young man who learned diligently as a good person and obeyed the rules of the good society he should have. Suddenly he had to stand at the top of the most powerful Mafia Clan.

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"Do you dare complain to your housewife?" Rosario asked as she planned to return to the orphanage because she felt she was not suited to the life of her new family "Originally you have the heart to see all your brothers There die of hunger slowly And certainly also sad. Go ahead"

Anthony just gritted his teeth holding back the anger that was on him. He's not a man looking for trouble. But its existence has always been considered a problem by Some people around it at this time.

The closest was Eduardo, a man of his age who felt very disappointed in his presence. If only Anthony had never been found, he would have been the owner of this throne.

Unfortunately fate says otherwise, his fight at the bar that cost him a lot of blood reveals that he is not the son of the late leader Vittorio, the Mafia Clan. He's just an adopted son and Anthony's the heir.

"You didn't do anything and you're the heir, You are looser" said Eduardo as Anthony stepped out of his foster father's room.

Anthony had to lament his own situation In his room with a lethargic look he stared at the photo of his father who looked quite charismatic and similar to him.

"Why do you forsake the sins that I have to bear.

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" Congratulations Antonio! you look so much like your father" A remark emerged from the middle-aged man looking quite rich.

His detached laughter did not reflect at all to the iclash.

"However, you're just a Rosary lackey!" Continue when passing through the Rosary.

"Who's the father..?" Asked Antonio who had not memorized everyone around him.

"My uncle, which means your great uncle" Rosario gulped the wine at once. "You can rest if you're tired" Rosario leaves Antonio and follows the man she admitted to be her uncle a few minutes ago.

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Anthony Mature...

"That's my monthly routine when I was young" Anthony just finished drying after washing under the shower. "Why don't they get rid of this"

"I think a crown prince like you should be quite protected"

Anthony glanced at Renata at a glance, "Know what you miss about our real world. We are the ones who justify everything, even playing with death is no stranger"

Anthony hurriedly packed up the old newspaper collection and put it in the drawer. "Use your eyes well, don't look for this kind of trash. Recall... I introduced you as my Sugar Baby.. Just be a little low. Not like your father's daughter"

Renata is a little unaccepting, however she is an honorable woman. She's after Anthony not because Anthony is just a girlfriend or a man she's a crush on, but the man is her husband who's already taken a share of his father's company as well as his pride. If at the time of the conflict he hadn't defended Anthony maybe he wouldn't have had to get to Italy to follow this guy.

"I regret it's impossible, I gave a warning earlier. It's your fault" Anthony said firmly finding Renata's visibly dissatisfied face.

Anthony opened a high-quality wooden cabinet, of course all the cabinets were locked well.

A box made of teak wood immediately perched in his hand. For a moment he checked the contents inside which were neatly wrapped in silk cloth.

"Cutlery...???" Renata asked from the Unable.

"I can't make sure they provide the exact specifications" Anthony swiped away a moment of his spoon and fork and his steak knife. Everything is made of pure silver.

"Should..like that?"

"You've never been poisoned Re... It hurts, especially if you're not dead" Anthony rearranged the cutlery neatly into his box. And prepare to leave the room to go to the banquet table that has been called.

Is correct... Anthony only used pure silver cutlery. The goal is to be able to detect toxins that may be present in food. This way is actually the old-fashioned way of the classic. But at least it's very simple and easy.

"Aren't you waiting for me?"

"You have legs, you can catch up with me once you're done" Anthony replied coldly.

"What.. What the hell is this?" renata's emotions ignited.

"Be like Sugar Baby, sweety. Beautiful, stupid and aggressive" Anthony immediately opened the door of his bedroom room and left Renata still busy putting up some jewelry on both sides of his ears.

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Causes of Paranoia

Heavy Stress and inner disturbances