Love One Night Mafia Boss

Chapter 141's

After his job was to help Laras clean himself, Alex snuggled the body out of the bath, he swallowed saliva when it appeared in his view of the plain, pure white skin plastered in front of him.

'Shit! Lex is conscious, sober!' The mafia's heart ripples, between wanting to touch it again or leaving it.

Alex lowered his wife's body while picking up a ready kimono towel on a small shelf next to the bath. Laras saw the strangeness of the husband and then stroked his face.

"Let me put on my own kimono towel" Laras pinta as she grabbed the kimono towel in Alex's hand. But Alex prevents him, he wants to serve his wife.

"You shut up, I'll serve you" said Alex, Laras obeyed whatever the husband wanted. He stood behind Laras and asked his wife to spread out her hands. One by one, Laras' hands went inside the long sleeves of the kimono towel. He tied a rope around his waist, and carried his wife out of the bathroom.

"Darling I love you" Laras wrapped his hands around her husband's neck and placed a kiss on his lips. The kiss lasted only a few minutes until Alex finally laid the body of the wife on the bed.

"I love you too" replied the husband.

The mafia chose one peach-colored maternity dress, although not patterned, did not make Laras maternity clothes old-fashioned or outdated.

Slowly but surely, now pregnant women have been wearing a cloth cover on her body, a maternity dress with a color that fits perfectly with the skin of the barrel. The aura of a beautiful and adorable pregnant woman is clearly visible.

"Finally you wear clothes too, can die standing I see your innocent body all day," The screams of the mafia's heart were so sloppy, so sad, he's a man who can't afford to wait, but he has to get used to it.

"Haha, do you want to play? I'll help you, "Laras had guessed from the beginning that the husband wanted to do it.

"What kind of help do you want to give?" ask the mafia.

Laras asks her husband to come closer to her, Alex who has not understood the situation according to what his wife has said.

"On your field is so beautiful" The barrel tucked away the scratchy skin, Alex held his breath, still trying to maintain his consciousness. If he's crazy, it's going to be very dangerous.

The wife is getting naughty, her tiny hands are now guerrilla down there, infiltrating the strands of the husband's cloth with cunning.

"Darling, stop!" Alex held back the hand movements of Laras who had already taken possession of all his possessions.

"Enjoy it baby, you've been too kind to me. It was time for me to return the favor, "Laras did not mind the husband's words, he began to raise down the rhythm of his hand movements.

Alex has no power to hold back, he can only resign to what his wife did. The mafia enjoyed the extraordinary service Laras gave her.

"Darling, you're so handsome when you're passionate" Baras leaned against Alex's chest with his hands still playing down there.

A few minutes passed, Alex already felt that someone wanted to get out of his body. He was able to last more than an hour not to be affected by the rhythm of the hand movements, but considering the strength of the wife was still limited, he wanted to finish it immediately.

The whisper of the love word Laras accompanied his increasingly intense hand movements. Until the end...

"Darling, you're too brave to play down there, who taught you?" Alex sighed, he felt comfortable all over his body. I don't know since when he held the storm. The mafia has learned the meaning of patience since Laras became a wife and pregnant with her child.

"Indeed I forgot everything you taught me, you taught me this lesson, did you forget?" Baras held his laughter as the husband's eyes showed another desire not just hand movement.

"My back hurts so much, if not, you can do it" Laras told the mobster to take a shower, Alex nods but before he actually got out of bed, the mobster whispered something to Laras, "Don't forget to wash your hands,"

When Laras smiled withstanding embarrassment, he only realized that his brazen act made the tiny hand filled with stains that must be cleaned immediately.

...* * *...

The Death Angel headquarters...

Richi and Angela are in the living room, they both eat the food that Richi just made. Although only ramen noodles, but they really enjoy the togetherness.

"Will your brother not be angry? he asked us to leave tomorrow," Richi replied hesitantly, he didn't want his boss to be angry just for not listening to his word.

"Calm down, let me be in charge. I want to meet Miss Laras, I miss her a lot too" Angela asked.

"I'm the one I'm calling sister" continued Angela, who placed the chopsticks next to her ramen noodle bowl, then took the phone in her pants pocket.

He started calling the mob number. Long enough he waited, finally the call got an answer.

"Sister, I want to see you now" Angela asked without further ado.

"Did you call me just to say that?" ask the mafia in a different voice.

"Sister, are you sick?" angela felt that her boss was not well.

"I'm fine, you don't have to worry" Alex replied, calming the sister down.

"Can ya? I'm going to your island now" whined Angela.

"Come, but the wedding I've prepared will fail, and then you ask Richi to pay for your marriage. I don't want to interfere" explained the mobster, to Angela's surprise.

Angela tries to understand the situation, the girl does not believe in the boss's extraordinary plan.

"Why are you silent? is Richi a billionaire who won't take my money?" Alex teases Angela who just shuts her up the other end.

"I want! getting married," Spontaneous remarks Angela made Richi choke. He grabbed a clear glass of water in front of him and immediately drank it.

"Who do you want to marry?" ask Richi curiously.

"Of course with you, who else" said Angela Sumringah.

"When? whereabouts? who's the generous person who wants to finance our wedding?" richi asked in surprise, he had yet to realize about the happy reality in front of him.

"Boss, he wants to make a wedding for the two of us, does he?" angela replied, positive energy instantly radiated from her eyes. He feels very happy.

Richi again eating ramen noodles, he did not expect the mafia so concerned with him. Angela hung up the phone call with countless words of gratitude. The two become a little awkward after Alex reveals his goal of having Angela and Richi come to his island the next day. The two steal each other's eyes, once in a while Richi throws a glance in the other direction as she is caught staring at the lover's cute face.

The atmosphere becomes very romantic when Richi ventured to reveal her heart.

"Angela," said Richi softly.

"Yes, sister," replied Angela no less softly.

"Your marry me?"

The deg!

Angela's heart stops beating as the words slide free from Richi's mouth, which she knows is stiff and less romantic.

Angela was silent for a moment, she sighed, and...

"Yes, I will," replied Angela confidently.

Richi looks very satisfied with the answer that came out of the sweet mouth of the lover, without further ado he directly devoured ramen noodles in front of him without pause. The happiness reaction of a Richard that triggers excessive hunger.