I'M the Mafia Leader

CHAPTRE 38

Vanilla was ready with her clothes all black, she was also wearing bulletproof protection. Before long he came with the others out of his house and boarded his car with the others.

"Sorry, ma'am we just got information if scorpione was there" whereas Vanilla just got out of her fucking car the archaean wants what else she's in vanilla's cussing at the arsean.

"What are they doing there?" Vanilla stared intently at sinna "It looks like they want to block us ma'am" Vanilla screeched he turned to stare at his men "being in each position we're going to start" before they split up, there were a few people standing in front of the vanilla and following the vanilla.

Slowly they enter the warehouse where the t*roris live, you should not misjudge from the outside of it anything that is butut and ugly out there is not necessarily the same inside, but not necessarily the same inside, even this butut warehouse was also very nice and elite.

Vanilla admired everything too much until she forgot, the sound of gunfire began to echo, not only that there were some who attacked him physically like fighting. Damn vanilla lost some of his men they lost competitiveness with t*that roris.

But before that it becomes a nightmare for vanilla scorpione and the arsean forward, they fight together initially vanilla is also surprised by what the Arseans do what they mean if they want to be a hero by helping vanilla. "What are you doing ?" Vanilla asked after he broke his opponent's hand "removing you from the dead" the archaean stared ahead there was a seal of people who would come "br*ngsek" unpat the Arseans as they get closer while they are just a few more people.

"i'm grateful but I don't need you" Arsean screeched, so arrogant that he could die right then and there. Arsean was shooting at those people he purposely did not aim that shot at their chest he just shot at his leg and his muscles, he did not want to kill him just wanted to protect the arrogant fool beside him.

"aaaaaaaaah" vanilla shouted as someone hugged her neck and locked it, as she flipped half her body to make sure the fuckin' Arsean was still a fit. At that time also more and more people who attack them are confused what he should do, in contrast to that vanilla increasingly feel his stomach more heartburn and his body sweating cold.

Vanilla was still trying to calm down but she knew it was like her stomach was hurting so much, slowly clear liquid came out through the vanilla pants, is it possible that she will give birth now ? "aaah, ARSEAN" hysterically vanilla when he realized it was all stopped when vanilla chanted "TO-LONG ME" Arsean approached the vanilla, staring at the water the vanilla was taking out "**** you're going to give birth now ?" Arsean stared at the situation now there was no way they would come out quickly after messing up the nest of people for no definite reason.

"You can't get out shit" I'm guessing it won't be easy once she's out, "well, we'll admit defeat but let her out she'll give birth" Arsean breathed in, once in a while he stared at vanilla in pain "it's not that easy, is that your son ? to your rundown ? it would be nice if he....." Arsean raised his gun and the others lifted their snaps and aimed at the besieged arsean and vanilla.

"silently, you just have to say out what's hard ! you have no right to curse me" the two stared with sharp eyes.

"hold on for a while, we'll be in the hospital soon" Arsean continued to hold the hand of vanilla lying in the ambulance bed, as they headed for the hospital.

Arsean was not expressionless but he was also worried, Arsean did not say much but until the moment vanilla entered the maternity room the ocean was always there accompanying vanilla and grasping vanilla's hand.

Vanilla continued to try to catch her breath and screamed, vanilla did give birth normally because there was no time to prepare these tools alone was very hasty if only the Arsean was not the owner they would probably ignore the vanilla.

Arsean took a tissue and removed the pelu-pelu in the vanilla temple carefully he did it repeatedly and stroked the vanilla hair.

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[Monday, 08 August 2022]

Author: Aulia Safira Hamidah

Type: Sfiranjk341

because it's a new and unfinished version of the story so, it's a story on going. Please read from the initial chapter, sorry can not be long in the further tomorrow I just want to learn first