Love One Night Mafia Boss

What's up with Laras?

Raf already knows the whereabouts of the mafia from his flagship detective. He's some guy to head to Alex Fernando's house. But before that, Raf gathers his men in his apartment.

There were about 20 confidants he chose to spy on. They all stood in front of Raf, saluting him respectfully and listening to the Boss' orders.

"You are my best members, never betray and never let your guard down, you all have to summarize sorry that in a prettier way, do like a barbarian man. Then, bring Laras for me!" raf's boss orders that now wear a black suit and sunglasses add to the boss's ruthless charm.

"Good boss!"

Answer all its members simultaneously, not like a police master, but a covert mafia boss.

He never did anything good while he was a police officer, the rest he was a ruthless man. Raf hides behind the mask of his father's false policy. He was a hypocritical man but never realized all his mistakes.

All members are ready to run the duties of the boss.

One by one the members went from his apartment, now living himself in the apartment.

He again looked at the photo of Laras that he had broken yesterday, now he plugs it back and fix it.

Raf kissed the photo with a scary smile, he felt sad and happy at the same time. The man did not have a fixed stance, as his soul had melded into a merciless psychopathic soul.

"The woman I have to get, even though you have hurt my heart! I will continue to enjoy your body...Ahaha!"

Yes the main goal is that, enjoying the smooth woman is in his imagination, he fantasizes with many photos of Laras Raf era is still in college.

"The time is drawing near for your destruction Lex!"

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At the mafia house, Alex is in the kitchen with her husband. They look serious in the conversation, suddenly came the two parents Laras interfere with the intimacy of both of them.

"With gossip or talking about girls again?" asked Mr. Hans while hugging the Princess' body.

"No dad, we're just discussing trivia. Oh yeah, you've eaten yet? I will cook my favorite food" said Laras as he got up from his seat and then headed to the clean kitchen at the place.

"No need to bother, I'm not hungry yet."

However, the words of the father are not ignored by the princess, Laras still cooks for his father.

Madam Fira sat down next to Alex and went back to asking the important thing.

"She already knows what we're talking about?" ask Mrs Fira.

"Here, I give half the information, the point is that he does not suspect me anymore." Alex turns out to show a fact from the wife, there are things that Laras should not know.

"Good, you have to hide this, it's not good to have a conversation that I think is useless, someday you should say it." Madame Fira pats Alex on the shoulder, calming down the mafia who looks sad.

"He will be disappointed to know this from others, you shouldn't have to be like this" said Mr. Hans, staring at the princess' happy face.

The atmosphere became very quiet, midnight towards the cold blind morning. However, the atmosphere was warm as Laras and Alex were able to get together with Mr. Hans and Mrs Fira.

Moreover, the two will settle in New York City, happiness is increasing again.

Baras was busy cooking, but suddenly his hand was sliced by a knife. Alex who knew this immediately approached the wife while carrying a small box containing P3K.

"Be careful, baby, don't be careless! you're old, you're still acting like a kid!"

Alex was so worried about his wife that she forgot everything.

He washed the wound under running water and then dried it with a cotton swab, after which, Alex immediately gave first aid to his wife.

"Ready, you won't be sick anymore. I've treated him!"

"Thank you baby, you're always the first one to help me!"

Laras hugs the wife's body and helps Laras cook.

At the dining table, both parents were talking about their daughter.

"I never thought she was sick" said Madam Fira sadly.

"We're going to cure him, you don't have to think of anything worse than this. We are his parents, we have to support him!" replied Mr. Hans, clasping tightly onto the wife's hand.

Not feeling the tears flowing, Mr. Hans then hugged the wife's body even tighter.

"Don't look sad in front of Baras, he'll get sadder when we're like this."

"But I can't if my son is sick!"

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