Mafia Hunters

My weakness

I flinched because after I finished talking, Zidane turned his back. His initial position was indeed in front of me so once he turned around, we were directly facing each other.

"So what do we have to get close to, so you can call me 'Mas'? " ask Zidane.

I immediately looked up at every detail of Zidane's face, looking for a possible mispronunciation because the person in front of me was being stoned.

I can't believe hearing that kind of thing from Zidane the cruelest Mafia in Europe, it's just a dream - right???

Not stopping there, Zidane actively stepped forward to make me cornered on one side of the elevator wall.

He raised his right hand to stroke my hair that covered my face. I still looked up at her eyes that looked so wild but loving, that I did not dare to move.

"Say!" zidane said in a smooth but emphatic voice.

Gubrakkkkk.

"Sorry!!! Sir!!!" I shouted with fear.

I pushed Zidane with full force, until the body of the ruthless mafia hit the elevator door very hard.

"I didn't mean it!" I said out of fear, he wouldn't kill me just because I refused.

I immediately approached her, I helped her stand up straight again.

Zidane was silent, but I could see a hint of disappointment on his handsome face. He acted foolishly, as if nothing had happened to justify the unruly position of his suit, for I was sure I had pushed him too hard earlier.

I can only feel guilty. I used to be proud because I had very strong reflexes, but today I really regretted learning martial arts desperately while in college.

What good is strong, but it will be a ruthless Mafia hunt like Zidane.

A second later the elevator opened, I let Zidane out first. I don't have any more face to look at that pretty face of his.

"Gmm!" Zidane didn't come out.

"Yes Sir?!" I reflexively returned to obedience to Zidane.

"You're going to go into the meeting, because this meeting is going to talk about the documents I gave you last night!" Zidane.

"So!" Zidane was a little confused about choosing the right words.

"Prepare yourself!" zidane is finally.

The cruelest mobster in the world walked quickly, without asking me to escort him.

I was once again pensive to see how strange Zidane was.

He is a cold-blooded Mafia who is very ruthless, everyone is subservient to him. Never had he given such a vacillating expression to the public.

For him, human life is like a sidewalk fried bean, nothing is worth anything but his own life.

Torturing those he found guilty without hearing the other party's justification.

It's like 'Sleeping in a tiger cage, it's better than being one meter away from Zidane'.

Why do I feel she's funny.

There was no way such a person could fall in love. What's more in love with me, I'm not pretty, not graceful, not authoritative, don't have anything big.

Suddenly I looked towards my chest that was flat like a sled.

"Was he still drunk from last night?" muttered.

It is possible, men who are drunk always have high sexual desire. Zidane is not human, but he is a normal guy.

Because busy daydreaming Zidane's behavior, the elevator door was almost closed fortunately I could immediately prevent it from being closed by pressing one of the buttons there.

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When I entered Zidane's study, the man was holding up a cell phone call.

He looked at me as I walked into his room, even though Zidane was facing a large glass to see the view of the capital.

"Ho gia indovinato!" Zidane is still talking to the man behind his call.

Zidane must have spoken Italian, he was not at all bothered by me. He must know, I don't speak Italian.

"lascialo and basta!" those were Zidane's last words.

The mafia that I thought was funny immediately turned around after turning off the call on her phone. He couldn't make me wait for orders from him.

"Are you ready for the meeting?" ask Zidane.

"Already, Sir! At Team Alpha, I'm the Vice-Chairman. So I'm often directly involved in the arms smuggling business!" my class is honest.

Zidane was silent for a moment, he looked at my face. I realized Zidane was suspecting me, he must have suspected I was one of the conspirators who used the name Arkana to smuggle weapons from Africa to Indonesia.

"I'm just following my boss' orders!" I said.

"You know?! Now you have me!" Zidane. "Nobody can hurt you, as long as you have me!".

A little bit I know what Zidane's max is, he is threatening me. He told me to be loyal to him, otherwise I'd die like Feri.

"I'll prove your suspicions wrong!" I said very boldly.

I know very well, the arms smuggling business conducted by the Arkana General must have been known in detail by Sadewo Arkana.

"Hope you can prove it was my fault!" zidane said with a waving tone. "It's hard for me, if it's really real!".

This person is threatening me or is confiding in me, I can't tell the difference. Is this a trick, so that I can be disfigured and loyal to him forever, the Italian Mafia is indeed the most cunning.

"Who do you want to kill?" Zidane suddenly reminded me of my goal of coming to him.

"I'll tell you, once my task is done well!" I said.

"I will definitely kill that man for you! If this arms smuggling job is done well!" zidane is very confident.

"Brother has to promise me!" I said, I don't want him to deny it later.

"I promise you!" Zidane approached me and extended his right hand towards me.

He wanted to make an appointment, shaking hands. I responded enthusiastically as well.

This guy really makes me feel mixed up, every time I talk to him, he always shows a different side.

He seduced me with his good looks. Since I refused, he threatened me subtly. Then he reminded me of my greatest purpose, he was looking for weakness in me.

What really attracted him to me personally.

Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok Tok

Someone knocked on Zidane's office door, then opened the door quickly. Zidane and I shook hands together.

"Master!!!" the one who opened the door was Boby. "When does it start? It's all here!".

I can't believe Boby spoke so casually to Zidane. The boy had a spare life.

"We're starting now!" Zidane said.

Zidane seems ordinary with the behavior of Boby who does not respect his master.

I let go of my hands first, then allowed Zidane to go first.

I walked behind Zidane and Boby beside me. From this side I could see Boby was watching me very keenly.

Boby must have been just as astonished as I was, because I can guess Boby knew exactly the cruel character of his boss.

Boby must know what kind of person Zidane is. There will be no way to be with this despicable me.

How I even thought about being with Zidane sighhh.....