Beautiful Mafia Trapped in Classic Love

014. Adult = Beringas

A woman in an adult dress style. Surely he no longer wore high heels, he replaced them with heels without heels. Today, Sima looked okay in front of everyone. Their eyes were fixed on him a semi-formal, cream-colored top with a black span skirt. Do not forget the suit that just hitchhiked on Sima's back.

White earrings like jewel tub decoration. Beautiful hair makes it more mature. Polished lips are feminine enough to not show the impression of tempting someone.

Sima approached the receptionist, asking if anyone was looking for him here. And it turns out he was long awaited, in room no.006. The man waited in the hotel room, really making Sima suspicious. His premonition began to feel bad, terbesit in the mind for him to go home but then he undo the intention because it was too late.

“People s*al.”

His curse could be heard, instantly some people around him shuddered with goosebumps. Sima then walked up the stairs and quickly found the room number.

Gts ...Geck! Knocking on the door a few times, after a while, the person appeared in a suit. He looked at Sima's body from the ground up with a smile.

“What do you see, huh?!” ketus Sima with an annoyed face.

“Include me Erik. Hearing your harsh words so, it is certain that you are his daughter, right?” erik said, inviting Sima in.

“Are we going to talk in this room? I don't want to until bad rumors arise about me,” said Sima, he was reluctant to go inside.

“Basic sok ngartis. Why do you think we should meet in a hotel room? Take it easy I didn't come to play in bed with you. Remember, our conversation is quite anticipating people around. Think about how people will judge us when they accidentally listen,” Erik said.

Sima also let go of that ego. He went in and closed the door and took off his coat and sat on a small bench.

“So what do you want to talk about? First Faction has done a tantrum, it's obviously your fault.”

“Hm, that's half wrong and half right. We did it but first it was your father, Sukma. Do you really not know why we're throwing a tantrum? Even the apparatus is not able to deal with it, you are the same,” quipped Erik with words that seemed to mock him.

“Yes. I believe enough that the first one to make it was my father in the past. But now the boss is me. I've not disturbed you guys, but you guys just continue the disgraceful act,” explained Sima.

“You think why the organization exists?” Suddenly, Erik's eyes were rounded. Looking at Sima as if not believing that Sima himself does not know their past.

“Mafia. The name was clearly not intended for good organization. I know very well, if my brothers who were with Father allowed all their barbaric actions. Or even commit crimes that are no longer helped. But it was in the past!” sima resolutely.

“The past will not completely change the content of the organization itself. The organization behind your father's screen .. has taken control of all the blocks in this country. But now what? Just Block D, right? You know why they changed?”

It seems Erik tried to lure Sima out of all his words. Sounds scorned until Sima's forehead was wrinkled. Occasionally she scrimp the tip of her skirt because she tries to hold back anger.

“What do you mean? We've changed, and if you want us to disappear. Then I'll erase his name, "Mafia", it!”

“As if you can do it, Miss Sima. But let me tell you something. Your father once kidnapped a girl from Block E, which is where we were. And you should know who that girl is,” Erik said with a sharp look in his eyes.

Hearing every word that came out of his mouth, made Sima even more irritated. He stood up and walked over to Erik who then pulled the collar of his clothes.

Exchanging faces but with different expressions. The angry Sima and the laughing Erik.

“What are you doing?” Erik smiled faintly.

“Haha, that's right. Apparently the daughter of the girl was quite smart. We are both part of the ruler in every block. Why harm each other, but in reality we are both criminals?” erik Sahut.

Bruk! Erik pulls Sima's body into the bed. He restrained his entire movement so that he could not move freely.

While staring with a strange smile, Erik said, “Bos Sima, is that the name of the leader in block D? I'll remember it. Shouldn't we be reconciled to each other? How's deal?” ask Erik.

Sima clucked in annoyance, glancing towards the window with a twitching forehead. For a moment he thought that reality was a lie but ...

“Are we not now on a blind date?”

“It's different again. I want you to be ..” Then Erik whispered. Sima was surprised to hear it.

“Boss told me, to go on a blind date with a man who he said was the chairman of the First Faction. But why is his attitude disrespectful like this, huh?” sindir Sima stared cynically.

“Oh, or because you're a thug? Oh my goodness, I forgot who I was facing now. I should've dressed up in my favorite flip-flops, right? Mr. Erik,” added Sima low-pitched mock.

Erik's getting more and more upset. Gripping Sima's arms tighter and the look in his eyes made Sima unable to twitch. Which means, anytime he can kill him.

“You are only a woman. Can what? Being held back a little already can't move.”

Yes, Erik once again managed to offend him.

“I'm just a girl?” tanya Sima made sure with a faint smile.

One of Sima's legs began to move, he took off the shoes that were still attached to his feet. Then bend it backwards and accidentally Sima's knee touched the middle of Erik's.

Surprised, Sima was satisfied with the face. Sima let out a short sigh while lowering his gaze. He made one of his legs pass through Erik's body and visited him.

“I wouldn't be l*curmu!” screeched Sima with feet touching Erik's chin.

Erik was just speechless and a little he felt aroused by Sima's previous actions. Dare to touch an heirloom object that is valuable to men is a sign for him to start a relationship.

Sima is a bar-bar woman.

“You don't plan to ..”

“SPRING YOUR TEETH WELL!” sima exclaimed in a loud voice.

Does a line of words mean the end of everything? He said that before the foot kicked his chin hard. Shortly after, Erik fell down with open eyes and a mouth that was almost foamy to bleed. Even Sima gave up her sponge skirt to tear.

“WEAK! YOU LITTLE WICKED MAN! FEEL THAT! HOW DARE YOU TOUCH ME! HUH!”