Mafia Boy's Secret

S2. Checking the Servants

2 Hours passed that we spent together, the very tired Carmelia finally chose to sleep beside me, with a sticky body and without even picking a thread.

I looked at her while gently stroking her hair. Although she looks very messy, but her beauty does not fade. She looks beautiful and sexy in my eyes.

"Am I being too rude to him?" my mutter who saw the neck of his blade that was filled with my bite marks.

"Haah.just don't choke him too hard, otherwise. Maybe it'll leave another pack on his neck."

I felt sorry for him, because every moment wanted to satisfy me. He always let go of his body and let me torture him, even after that he would scold me all out.

I stroked the top of my fist and whispered in his ear. "You did your part well," then kissed gently on her forehead.

Because there was something I had to take care of, I got up from my position and grabbed the blanket, then covered the woman's body. As I was about to step down from the bed, someone suddenly knocked on my bedroom door. Because I did not wear a thread on this body, I also touched the knock from inside while shouting.

"WHO?" ask me.

"Vernon, Master,"

When I found out it was just Vernon, I stepped towards the door and opened the door with my head peeking out of the room.

"What's wrong?"

"I just want to ask, what lunch did I bring here, or did I just prepare in the dining room?"

"Bring it here, but. Bring food for Carmelia alone, I'm full today."

"Well, I'll bring you coffee."

"No, I'll work after this. Just serve Carmelia."

"Well, then I'll let myself go" he said, bowing at a glance, then left before me.

I closed the door again, stepped into the bathroom to clean up and prepared to meet Jordan in my study.

CARMELIA POV*

"Noe." The first word I say when I wake up from sleep. My whole body feels very very painful, it feels like my bones will be crushed and plus, the scalp that feels will be released because it is pulled by Marcel.

When I woke up, it was no wonder Marcel wasn't beside me. Unlike other couples, who make out after having sex. I'm like a jal** that if it's in use, it's just left out. The difference is, I don't get paid after doing that.

"Haah..it feels like Vag**na will tear her up," I complained as I got up from my sleeping position and sat on the bed.

I tried to reach for the phone on the table right next to the bed, and called to the first floor. Hope one of the waiters picks up my phone.

"*Ah! hello.." - oh..."

"*Call the waiter who used to bathe me, to my room now!"

"Good, Mistress. Immediately I call you*."

Without answering anything else, I hung up the phone and leaned on the back of the bed with a deep sigh.

"My two years went by so fast, it felt like just yesterday I was married to that crazy guy." I muttered.

Honestly, as long as I'm married to Marcel. My life has completely changed, I was always locked up and tortured by my parents. Now I get the respect that all Women in the World want most, even though my life is at stake.

At the age of 2-headed me, I should have been busy with my college days. But, I instead decided to become someone's wife and take on an important role in this World. Of course, I got a lesson that almost drove me crazy. The days and nights I spent studying with the professor Agnella chose, not just that. I also occasionally attend invitations from the wives of other Mafia leaders, and of course take care of Marcel's finances along with Agnella.

Actually my days are quite boring but also tiring to the point that it can drive me crazy. But when the day comes that the wives of Mafia leaders all over the world come together, that's where my challenge begins. Women who are much older than me, but have a position far below me. I should be able to mingle with them, and listen to the quite unfamiliar conversation in my ears.

But, from their conversation. There was one conversation that always made me feel envious and upset. They were always talking about their Daughter's Son, and even more upset. They always insinuate me, who until now did not have a successor for the Anggara family.

"Given them, my mood immediately deteriorated. Haah.." I was annoyed while combing my hair back with my left hand.

The sound of knocking on the door made me look at the door and kill it. Seeing the servants enter my room, I began to check one by one their faces.

Why should I check their faces one by one? Yes, of course, to see if they were just a passer in charge of bathing me, or even a hit man in charge of getting rid of this woman.

After observing one by one their faces, I immediately opened the drawer beside the design, and I slowly grabbed my gun which was filled with many poisonous bullets.

When I got the weapon, I immediately smiled sweetly at the servants while hiding the weapon in my blanket.

The thing I always do to make sure the servants are, is to get them to their knees. It's weird, but the one I've worked with. Even if it was only once, surely He would never act stupid.

"Why are you guys so long!!? KNEEL DOWN!!" I shouted while looking at them with a look of wanting to kill.

And right as I thought, one of them suddenly moved in line. I who saw that clearly, immediately took out my weapon and pointed it towards the Woman.

"Haah, you stupid, you know" I said slowly, and shot a bullet right in the woman's heart.

Although the gunshot was very loud, and the splash of blood hit the other servants. But none of them moved from their place. Because if they move, they can also meet God in one shot.

Yeah, that's my way of ascertaining if he's really a waitress or a hit man. It sounds strange, but I never once told them to kneel for a small mistake. Although I am someone who is strict and cruel to them, but I do not intend to lower the self-esteem of those who have worked under me.

SERIATE

*Yes yesterday just as stupid as Jessica put her hands up✋ now Jessica is already a Carmelia totally nih. How's it? does Carmelia fit in with Marcel yet? or less still?

Answer in comment field yes ️*