BETWEEN THE CEO AND THE MAFIA

BETWEEN THE CEO AND THE MAFIA
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That night Arga was enjoying a drink at a discotheque. As usual, she was accompanied by two beautiful and sexy entertainers.


When feeling stressed about her work, Arga often spends time in entertainment. It works to make a lot of money to stress and waste money to relieve stress. This is the life cycle of being an entrepreneur.


In the eyes of people, he is an established and successful man. In his heart, he was so fragile. He holds a great grudge against his father and stepmother.


His heart always hurts every time he remembers his father who brought his affair home and shortly after his mother died in an accident. A few days after his mother's death, his guiltless father marries his mistress, who is now his stepmother.


To comfort his wounded heart, he often got drunk and spent time with comfort women.


"Sir.". "the voice of a man disturbs the pleasure of Arga.


The one who came was Glen, his personal assistant. Glen walked over to his boss. Arga told the two comfort women to leave the room, so there was only Arga and Glen there.


"What's up, Glen?" Arga again sipped a glass of alcohol.


"Tiger King refused our request, sir."


Arga raised his eyebrows, "What?"


"They canceled the mission that was agreed upon."


"Don't we already give a billion down payment?"


"Yes, Sir. But they brought back two billion and said they couldn't do what we asked."


"What's the reason?"


"They didn't tell."


"You said they were reliable. Any business can be done neatly if you ask for their help. My request is very simple, just to hide one person is not a bus. Shit!" Arga took his drink again.


"Stop, Mister. You've been drinking a lot."


"Attack them! Make the Tiger King's reputation fall. If you can, dismantle their rotten business so that everything is thrown in jail!"


"Can't, sir."


"Why can't!"


Prang


Arga threw the bottle at me until it broke into pieces.


"They threatened to expose our plans to Mr. Reonal if we resist."


"Hahaha. Do I care if my dad knows?"


"Tiger King is more dangerous than we thought, sir. We better be careful. If you can, you forget about Mr. Ayash."


Brak!


Ayash kicked the table very strongly, "It's easy for you to say that! How could I give up the first company for the son of that bitch!"


"I'm sorry, sir." Glen relented. He would rather be quiet than be in a fight with his boss.


"Ah, stop! Let's think about it later. Now, take me home. I'm so dizzy."


Glen immediately moved to pick up his heavily drunk boss. He helped her walk out of the entertainment room that night.


Glen laid his boss's body in the car. He runs his car. During work, he always avoids alcoholic beverages in order to keep driving when he has to go home late at night to drive his boss.


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Prita was pensive in the room. All day he had been around every corner of the mansion to drive away boredom while looking for a way that he could use to escape. Everywhere there are CCTV and well-built guards.


The mansion fence was about three meters high. It was impossible for him to climb. The only way out is through the front gate. Of course, he had to pass through the guard post.



The mansion is very large. To surround the entire building, it takes all day. The place is actually very beautiful and comfortable. But because Prita occupied it because of force, then what he felt was like being in a golden cage.


Outside the mansion area, there was a dense forest. Either the forest was safe or there were still wild beasts. Although it managed to pass the fence not necessarily also can pass through the forest.


At night, the mansion shines brightly with lights. The mansion was indeed like a lost palace in the middle of a forest. Access to it is difficult to get rid of, especially by new people. Even Prita himself did not know, the mansion was still in City S or was outside the city.


Prita looked towards the wall. The clock showed seven o'clock at night but there was no sign Bayu had gone home. Prita's just there alone. Walking is done alone too. The guards and servants did not dare to get too familiar with it.


Krukka... Krukka...


Prita steps out of the room. One by one the stairs he climbed while circulating his gaze around. Deserted atmosphere.


Upon arrival in the dining room, there was Bi Ratna who had introduced Bayu this morning.


"Good night, Miss." I'm being polite.


"Good night."


"What does Miss want to eat? I'll prepare."


"Whatever there is. I'm not picky about food." said Prita considering her stomach is already very wrapped around.


"Good, Miss."


Bi Ratna immediately picked up the food she had cooked with her men. He served in front of Prita. In conditions of hunger, the food at the dining table looks appetizing.


When one of the servants was about to fetch him some food, he hurriedly prevented him.


"Let me take my own food" he said.


"Alright, Miss." the young-looking maid retreated.


Prita took a piece of rice with fried chicken side dishes, cap cay, and perkedel.


"You come eat with me. Sit here." Prita allowed the three servants who had just stood by the dining table to join him.


"No need, Miss. We've eaten in the back pavilion." Bi Ratna refused subtly.


Prita continued eating. The lamb received the food well.


"Is this house always quiet like this?" Prita again asked on the sidelines of his eating activities.


"Yes, Miss. You're busy working and rarely come home."


"What time does Bayu come home?"


"I can't answer for sure, Miss. Sometimes you come home in the middle of the night, in the early hours or don't even come home for a few days."


'Hopefully he doesn't have to come back here.' Prita's inner.


Prita continued eating with taste. His mind if Bayu does not come home for days, he can focus on thinking how to get out of there.


"Is this Mansion still in Kita S?"


"Yes, Miss."


Prita was relieved, it turned out that the place was still in her birthplace.


"Are you the natives here?"


"No, Miss." replied Bi Ratna.


"I'm a native here, Miss!" one of the young servants also spoke.


Prita gets excited to find more information from them, "Oh, you're real here, huh? What's yourname?"


"My name is Heni."


"Ah, what's your name?" Prita pointed at the other young servant. Because of the three people, only Bi Ratna he knew.


"My name is Vita."


"When is Vita from where?"


"I'm from M."


"If it's Bi Ratna herself?"


"I'm from City J, Miss."


"Oh, so Bi Ratna is from the same town as Bayu, huh?"


"Yes." Yeah."


"Sorry, yeah. I ask a lot of questions. It felt lonely that no one was spoken to. Hopefully you guys can be my friends as long as I'm here."


"Ah, I'm done eating. Thanks for the cooking. I'm going to go up to the room first."


"Yes, Miss."


Prita then left the dining room. He walked back to the room. The idea will now approach the waiters there and look for as much info as possible. Hopefully, everyone can help him get out of there.