DUSK (Mafia Children's Bed Friends)

Trying to Gain Trust

"Come to the Dusk!"

Call Daren keeps Dusk locked in place. Today he's meeting Daren formally. Refusing cannot. But he didn't want to linger with Daren.

"Alley!" call again. If Dusk did not answer him immediately, Daren would have done something beyond reason.

Seeing the movement of the twilight leg that stepped towards him. Daren immediately turned her body walking towards the inner room. Daren smiled as she turned towards Dusk. "I won't let my guests go without any banquet!" he said that makes Dusk more depressed. Daren is not a human, but a demon.

Daren pulled a chair. Then he walked towards the kitchen. "Sit down, I'll make food for us" she said, sounding very beautiful. But for Dusk, the speech was so horror.

Dusk sat while squeezing his own fingers. He looked at Daren who was preparing some raw food ingredients from the refrigerator. Dusk is not over thought, why would Daren want to cook for them? Where are his other men?

Daren smiling devil. Today he was intentionally alone without a bodyguard. It was a day of mourning, so he didn't want to be accompanied by anyone. But unexpectedly, the son of his father's enemy actually came to see him. 'Seek off?'

Dusk did not calm down sitting there while looking at Daren who prepared food for him. He immediately stood up from his seat.

"Let me be sir" said Dusk, taking over the apron Daren was about to wear. Doesn't mean anything. Dusk wants his business with Daren today to be finished quickly. So it's better that he cooks. Dusk has learned to cook in recent months because it is not managed by Shela anymore.

"What's wrong?" daren asked with a smile so charming. His expression looks so stunning. Shasa is crazy about her.

"Let me do the cooking" said Dusk. He immediately lowered his head to look at Daren's expression that was getting longer and longer skinning his body.

"I'm the host of Dusk" said Daren.

The twilight closed his eyes. He wanted to run away from this place right now. Daren's voice really put his heart in danger. But Dusk can't just leave. The only way to fight a demon is to gain his trust. Dusk must earn Daren's trust to defeat him.

"I'm your subordinate, Mr. Daren. Let me cook for you. After all, I want you to taste my cooking," said Dusk with a sweet smile. Smiling is necessary to gain trust.

But Daren misjudged. He approached towards the twilight. Raising his head right next to the head of Dusk. "Never show off your smile to another man" whispered Daren. He advanced his face while giving a murderous look to Dusk.

Dusk immediately lowered. Be misbehaved and look for a knife there to cover his fears.

Daren grinned in heart. He knew that Dusk was scared with him. Daren can read that from the behavior of Dusk.

Just thinking about it already made the soul of psychopath Daren cheer with excitement. What would a psychopath enjoy besides the expression of fear and the running desire of the victim? Daren's head throbbed hard, he wanted to finish off Dusk and also enjoy the body of Dusk at one time. But he's not a soul patient who kills people wherever he wants. He has rules. You can't kill someone at home or in their office. But the bed, it seems like an exception.

Daren sat on the chair that had been left by Dusk. Staring at Dusk from behind, watching what Dusk would do to the raw materials in front of him.

While Dusk. He was really frightened by Daren's attitude that increasingly looks cruelty. Here Dusk wants to kill, not the other way around. But why, every time he convinced himself. Does his heart keep denying it?

Due to being constantly engrossed with his thoughts, the Dusk finger was accidentally hit by a knife. He who was just slicing a knife, was shocked. That thick red liquid dripped from his finger.

Daren was startled and immediately ran to the side of Dusk. Reflex he grabbed the twilight finger that was circulating*h earlier into his mouth. Dusk flinched with Daren's attitude. The taste of Daren's tongue in his fingers made a strange noise on his body. Dusk shook. Daren's not Justin who cares about her.

"Mr Daren!" call Dusk not good.

Daren immediately removed her lips from the Dusk finger. His eyes stared intently at the twilight. The mask of his cruelty slowly dissipated from the first time he met Dusk. "I've told you before. I do like the color red, it does not mean I like to decorate my residence with blood," said Daren. His voice sounded like it was being dragged.

Scaring you?

Daren saw Dusk go up and down. Then he looked at the Dusk finger that was spitting blood again. "Maybe I can make an exception for you" Daren said. Her eyes seemed to want something.

Dusk understood immediately. The gaze was like an alarm that reminded Dusk to run away from there. "Em, I'm sorry Mr. Daren. Maybe next time I'll cook for you, I should be home soon!"

Dusk let go of the apron in a hurry. "Why rush? Don't you want to sigh*h with me?" ask Daren but Dusk does not care. He ran and pressed the button he wanted. Many times had missed because of fear of being chased by Daren.

"Next time please come again, see you!" said Daren when Dusk managed to get into the iron room.

Dusk creeps. By the time he realized, it felt so scary for him. How could he possibly kill the man who had frightened him so much? Moreover gaining the trust of Daren? Looks like only one, accompanying Daren to sleep in bed. But it's not the right choice. Because the common sense of a woman is very weak for that one business.

'Basic is useless!' maki Twilight on herself. At a time like this, Dusk needs advice from his mother. But will Shela hear it? What if Shela gets angry when she finds out that Dusk is no longer a virgin?

Seriate...