Black Wedding Stains

Men Are Unsure

Seeing Thoms stand still like a statue, Nay was immediately annoyed. He was begging for help, but no one wanted to help him. Neither Thoms, nor the bodyguards who were there.

"If you don't know me, pay close attention. Look, Master, look!"

The loud snapping sound that Nay gave was able to resuscitate Thoms from his daydream. He immediately looked at the face of the girl who was still shedding tears filled with an annoyed feeling.

"This shirt I'm wearing is a gift from you, sir! In the big closet, there are 10 sets of clothes with a very fantastic price. Then I picked one of those clothes and put it on. Don't forget that I also have the same gift from the other Master, such as shoes, small jewelry, make up, and everything!"

"However, if you all still don't believe me this is Kanaya Farizka. So, please just ask the store listed on the shirt. You will find the answer yourself!"

"Here, let go of my hand! I'd rather get out of here than accept the charges from all of you who say I'm an intruder. While I'm alone, don't know who the person you're referring to is!"

"I beg you, Sir. Let go of my hand right now, or I'll hate you all! Remember, Sir. I will not care how much I owe you, just if you treat me like a criminal. Then, until ma*ti, I will never accept!"

The sharp gaze that the girl gave Thoms, made her really salute. Nay did not feel the slightest trepidation, even though the condition of his safety was at the tip of the horn. In addition, the four bodyguards standing near Nay immediately pointed guns right at the girl's head.

All of Thoms' men do not accept when the Mafia King is insulted like that, regardless of Nay's words are very rude or not. They still don't like someone treating Thoms like someone with power under Nay.

Just this time they all heard Thoms being yelled at by someone, but the Mafia King was silent instead. His eyes occasionally noticed Nay's every appearance from head to toe, without commanding them to shoot him.

In fact, every time Thoms land a clash or insult the person will be killed in seconds with terrible circumstances. There are vessels in the head rupture, heart hole, or worse shot right in both eyes.

"Sir, do we have to finish him now?" ask the bodyguard who keeps hold of Nay.

"Let the gun down, and go!" let Thoms stare one at a time at each other.

"Good, Sir. Excuse me!" answer one firmly to represent everything.

One by one they start leaving the top floor including the man who from last night has been guarding Nay. Thoms' eyes immediately turned toward Nay's wrist, where there was a red wound due to the strong grip of the hand of one of his bodyguards.

"Why hands?" thoms asked, making Nay immediately stare with anger.

"Didn't you have eyes, so you can't see this obvious wound, huhh?" ask Nay back with a tight tone.

"Is that sick?" thom asked, his face was completely innocent.

"Ck! Put on nanya again, you insensitive man!" nay's murmur was so small that it was barely heard by Thoms.

What kind of man he is, there is absolutely no sensitivity. Yes, look at a woman hurt just a little bit no pity. It's strange!

Free, he had a handsome face even close to perfect with a high posture, white, contained, but no heart. Cihh, suck!

Nay spoke inwardly as he unpacked all the drawers that were there to look for drugs just to give an ointment to relieve the pain in order to eliminate the wrists flushed.

"Hey, Miss! I haven't finished talking to you, why did you just leave?" Thoms walked into the room nearing Nay who was busy looking for ointment.

"Rather than hearing Master's unqualified ravings, I better treat my arm. That's more important!" nay walked into the closet.

"What did you say, huhh?" Thoms slid Nay in, then stood right in front of the closet door.

Nay was a little surprised at Thoms's behavior that was already right in front of him. Their faces were facing each other with both eyes looking at each other.

"My ravings don't matter, do they?"

"Yes, why? You want to be mad at me?"

"You're why, you're so weird! I'm fine, who knows can help you treat that hand, but----"

"No need, I can do it myself. Thanksmeme it! Then, where's the medicine box?" ask Nay, flat.

"Where do I know, do you think this is the same walking pharmacy!" sahut Thoms, cuek.

"Ck! Bye, move! Don't bother me, go!" Nay pushed a little hard on Thoms' body until he almost hit the edge of the mattress if not both of his hands reflexively holding back.

Nay simply looked his face slightly from the door of the closet that had been opened, seeing Thoms nyungsep a slanted smile engraved clearly from the corner of the girl's lips. Thoms immediately turned around, then glanced at Nay filled with a aura of kema*tian. However, the resentment in the heart of the accusations from all Thoms' men made Nay not feel the slightest fear of the annoying man.

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