Mafia Boy's Secret

Where did Bryan take me?

Not felt, now it is 5 am. I don't sleep all night and just sit on the couch drinking whiskey. I'm afraid I'll sleep later. Jessica will wake up and suddenly cry because of what she experienced last night.

I've checked the girl so many times all night. Because he was afraid that he would be cold because he did not wear clothes and only wear blankets, I finally chose to wear clothes that had been prepared by Jordan.

When I removed the blanket from Jessica's body and once again I saw her body without clothes on, I almost pounced on her. I slapped my cheek many times, so that I would not be consumed by my own lust.

Which man can control his own lust if in front of him there is a girl who does not wear clothes, and again. The girl lay limp in front of him.

If there is a man who says that he can resist lust in front of such a girl, it is just a word. Just look a few minutes later, surely he'll pounce on the girl.

After I finished wearing my shirt, I covered the girl's body with a blanket. Then walk back to the couch.

As I focused on looking at Jessica from a distance while drinking a glass of whiskey, someone suddenly knocked on my door.

"Lake in!" tell me, then put the glass on the table.

"Sorry to interrupt, sir." said Jordan, looking down

"What's wrong?" ask me.

"Did you want permission not to attend school today? It's 5 in the morning, sir." he asked.

"No, I'll be there. Just give permission to Carmelia's homeroom teacher, and tell her parents that her daughter is still on loan." I replied.

"Good, sir." he replied.

"Oh yes, I've sent the car to Miss's Parents' house. They look very happy and say that you can borrow her daughter at any time, and do whatever you want to Miss." she continued.

"Curtain! what kind of old man sells his own daughter, disgusting!" pissed me.

"We're going to the basement, I'm going home now!" my orders while standing.

"Jaga Carmelia, if she cries or feels pain. Just call Hendra, tell him to calm him down. And do not forget to report all his activities during the headquarters. If he wants to go back to his house, just drop him off. But order 4 men to guard it until night." I explained.

"Okay, sir." she replied, looking down.

On the way home, I leaned my back and closed my eyes. Although not asleep, at least I can slightly relax my eyes which began yesterday can not rest.

And in the end, my birthday ended badly. It's the worst birthday I've ever had.

***

At exactly 07:35 I arrived at school by riding a bicycle. While in the school hallway to my class, I suddenly heard the discussion of the students about Bryan who came to school with a battered face.

*There is still a face or a boy to school.*my inner being began to get upset when remembering the incident last night.

When I got to class, I heard someone talking about Jessica. I sat in my chair listening to their conversation.

"I saw Jessica in the arms of the same guy, crazy handsome! Where behind the tuh guys a lot of men who wear formal clothes. I'm like a bodyguard" said 1 student who knows who, because I can't see their faces.

"Don't be the mafia leader that was the last night's conversation. Last night, I got kicked out of one of the waiters. There are special guests from the Mafia, and he said it was the leader." continued another student.

*huh? how come my arrival spread, anyway!? I made the rules, no one talks about my arrival there. Be present! the waiter must be fired!* my inner.

"The oath!? the time of the young Mafia leader, anyway? Gu thought the mafia leader was an old om-om whose face was scarred." said another student.

Hearing that, I immediately choked on my own saliva. Fortunately, it did not attract the attention of the students in my class.

*angir! I told you like om-om!? gini-gini my face is smooth like a baby's ass, no injury in the slightest, you know!!* my mind is getting upset with their conversation.

Suddenly, someone patted my desk. I straightened my head and looked at that person.

*What's the boy in front of me? want to get in trouble again?* my inner.

"Why?" ask me.

"Follow me!" he said, grabbed my wrist and pulled me out of class.

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