Love One Night Mafia Boss

Psychopath!

The mafia's happiness seems to be disturbed by Raf's plans that begin to send several spies to spy on the mafia's house.

"You and your five members, find that mafia house immediately. I'll give you two days to find him, if you don't find him, your life is at stake!" Raf is the one who never denies anything that comes out of his mouth. The status of the justice enforcer is just a cover, he's actually the same as the other evil mafia.

"Good boss! we are willing to die if it's the best" said one of Raf's men, all of whom are brave soldiers to die, and accept any consequences while on duty, if the task is not in accordance with the wishes of the psychopath, they are all ready to die.

"Good! it's not wrong for you to send you guys to me, if he can double the mafia status to a police officer why don't I? we all deserve those 2 statuses at a time! my father was an even most respected police officer but behind it all he had slaughtered how many people were trying to stop his drug business and his firearms smuggling, it's all been happening since I was 5 years old. Don't blame me if the cunning blood flows to me because I am indeed his biological son, who dares to fight me, hell is the most beautiful place for him! H.ha.ha.." Raf laughed because he felt he was a winner, but this was the beginning of his destruction, if the main target was Laras, he had to rethink it because the mobster would never leave the man's body intact because Alex would have burned him alive, in return for harassing his little family.

The psychopath asks his chosen member to immediately find the house of the mafia, he does not want to be cheated again, Laras the beautiful girl must be his this time.

"Master, we're retreating! we will immediately carry out the order you have given!" pamit one of Raf's men.

"Well, do it well, lest there be any mistakes! report anything to me if anything suspicious happens!" Raf reminded that this task must succeed flawlessly.

"Ready Sir!" answer one of the members who became the leader of the Raf spy.

All his men have left his apartment one by one, Raf still sitting relaxed on his throne.

"Wheel...You are so beautiful, but why choose an Alex Fernando? he's a useless mafia! I want you, just you! I'll make you happy, more than Alex! because my love for you is limitless!" Raf remembers Laras' face at all times. There is no day without the beautiful face of the owner of his heart, in his heart and mind only a Laras.

He had reached the stage of acute love slave, whereas with his handsome face, the police officer was able to get anyone, but it was not that easy that he forgot the charm of Laras.

Any girl is always mentally hit when approaching him, he will be sadistic with other girls but different treatment if met with Laras. He will be like a pet obedient to his Master.

Raf sat on the floor and leaned his body on the edge of the bed, staring at the frame containing a picture of the girl with a smile that expands.

"By the way, this is a photo of you in a beautiful white lily flower bed, I secretly took this picture, you are very beautiful with simple makeup. Black color jeans, bone white color shirt, beautiful fluffy smile, shining white teeth. You are my sweet and beautiful girl. Nothing can replace you in your heart, I would love to hug you, kiss you, make you the only one in my life! The barrel! I love you!" Just now Raf feels happiness Because of his deep love for Laras, but when he remembers the girl his girlfriend has married a mafia boss, Raf is upset. Raf smashes the picture frame and stomps on it.

"Well! you are mine, why did you betray me Laras! if Alex is able to melt your heart, at least I can keep you away from your goddamn husband! you two will be ruined together!"

Raf becomes a man who cannot be guessed, he loves Laras very much, but he is very angry because of the marriage of the woman with Alex.

"You will pay for all this sadness and disappointment! wait for the end of your lives! fucking couple!"

Raf again slammed whatever was in front of him as an outlet for his emotions.

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