MAFIA'S BRIDE (Mafia Bride)
Chapter 9: Hot Negotiation
Hot Negotiation
“You're out of your mind already?!”
Arriving to escort Meryn to her room, Orlando cursed sharply at the girl's reckless action. It is still a good thing that the pilot who drove the helicopter could immediately know he was hanging at the foot of the helicopter. Otherwise, Meryn might fall into the ocean because it is not strong to hang on for several hours. That woman is so desperate. Until now Orlando still does not believe the woman will be this determined.
“I just wanted to come with you, Orlando,” Meryn said.
The man was silent. For the first time Meryn called him Orlando, having previously called the man a jerk and another swearing.
“You think hanging in a helicopter will get you safely to Milan?” friday Orlando. “You think you're Tom Cruise? Shooting Mission Impossible? You could die, Meryn. There has never been a woman as close as you. Are you aware?” the man scolded Meryn's extreme actions.
“I know you won't let me. That's why I did it.” Meryn answered indifferently.
“You have indeed gone mad.”
“Yes! I've gone mad. You should know more than anyone why I'm crazy.” Meryn. He spontaneously got up from the bed. Approaching Orlando who was standing in front of the dressing table.
“Let me come with you, plisss. I want to go to Milan. I want to see my family, aunts, uncles, and family Henry.” Meryn pleads.
The man sighed. “Hahs. You still haven't stopped obsessing over that guy?”
“I just want to prove your point, so I can trust all your words, Orlando Dominic!” Meryn. More than anything else he did not want to believe all the evidence that the man offered. But the feeling is very bad. Meryn felt there was a great discrepancy from her own family and from her marriage to Henry.
Orlando stared intently at Meryn. His face looked serious thinking of something.
“Then I want us to negotiate,” bargain Orlando.
“Negotiation?”
“Yes. We need to negotiate because you might run away in Milan.” The man squinted both of his eyes.
Meryn smiled cynically. “I'm sure you'll find me even if I escape to the ends of the world, right? Why are you worried about something that makes you look weak?” cynically.
Orlando's face grunted furiously. “Weak, you say?” Not accepting, the man walked over to Meryn. Pushing the woman down on the bed. Then he overlaps Meryn's body while affirming, “You don't know anything about me, honey. Be careful when you talk. I can make you scream all night. Want proof?” his groan while gripping Meryn's jaw.
The woman cannot wiggle. In this position he was terrified. She was afraid that the man would get out of control and rape her.
“Good. I'm not gonna run away. Let's negotiate.”
Orlando soon woke up after hearing Meryn sighing in fear. He smiled in satisfaction, looking at Meryn who was slowly waking up while arranging facial expressions.
“What do you offer if I take you to Milan?” asked Orlando after a few seconds of silence.
Meryn thought for a moment. What else does he have besides his parents' estate? But, isn't that guy a rich mafia? There was no way he wanted money from himself at a time when Orlando himself was very rich and powerful.
“What do you want?” ask Meryn who never found an idea for this offer.
With a sharp look to Meryn, Orlando replied firmly, “You. I want you.”
“... I want you, Meryn. Want your body ... also your heart.” Orlando pronounces.
“Why are you so obsessed with me?” ask cynical Meryn. He began to feel angry at the mafia who was obsessed with him.
Instead of answering, Orlando turned his eyes.
“So what can you offer?” asked the man to switch the conversation.
“You kidnapped me. And I just want freedom. Why should I offer you something?” Meryn couldn't stand it anymore and frankly told Orlando.
The man smiled thinly, horribly.
“You forgot, the snail will not let go of the sandraan. And you've had no freedom since you were taken to John Patrizia's house. Your father has given you to me as a business negotiation tool. You are mine now.” Orlando insists.
“That's your deal with dad, not with me!”
“Because of that why are you so stupid, Meryn?!” shout Orlando. He approached back towards the bed and pointed at Meryn's face. “You've been fooled by them! If only you were a little smarter, I wouldn't have bothered to kill your family because you yourself would have killed them! Those who take away all yours, and even your freedom. Don't blame me, blame yourself for being too stupid to understand!”
Finished shouting at Meryn, Orlando took two steps back. His heavy breathing was roaring fast. He turned towards the window while putting both his hands on his waist. There were some scratches on Orlando's arm after falling on the roof to protect Meryn.
On the other hand, the woman was glued. He digested all the words that came out of Orlando's mouth. And he began to know what was really going on. Why he never had a memory before he was ten years old. Why was he treated so strictly by his own father, John Patrizia, and the rest of his family. He realized that he had been treated like a prisoner by his own family.
An angry outburst began to take hold of Meryn's body. He wanted to cry, but he could stand it. Then he got up from sitting. For some reason, he began to be able to believe everything the mob boss said.
Meryn walked towards Orlando. He was well aware that the man was extremely cruel and cold-blooded. He also did not want to get involved with the man. But, at least currently only Orlando was by his side. Only the man knows who Meryn really is, and what crimes her father has committed. Meryn was feeling helpless. He was surprised by all the absurd facts. He had no one and there was only that man in front of him.
Meryn hugged Orlando's body from behind. He rested his head on the man's back.
“Let me come with you to Milan. I'll investigate everything. About what they did to me, and what really happened. I promise ... will be your bride. I will give my body and my heart to you. But allow me to investigate everything alone. I want to make sure they don't deserve to live. I also want to make sure, you're the only one who sided with me.”
All the sentences were smoothly thrown from the side of Meryn's lips. Behind Orlando's back, the woman grinned. Yesterday night he had managed to trick Orlando into making him fall asleep, and finally managed to snatch the weapon that was always beside Orlando.
That night's events make Meryn realize that the weakness of a ruthless mobster like Orlando Dominic is a woman. The man is easily caught up in the deceit he gives. Then it is not impossible that Meryn can do tricks again to melt the heart of a mafia boss.
Orlando's heart begins to melt as Meryn hugs him and declares her willingness to be a mafia bride.
“Give me assurance, so as to believe your words.” Orlando.
Meryn smiled with satisfaction. The action also begins.
He lowered his palm right down the navel of Orlando. Touching something that feels big and tense there. Orlando knows what Meryn's gonna do. He simply resigned while lifting his chin and closed his eyes.
“My lips, tongue, and throat .. is it enough to make a guarantee?” meryn sighed as she stroked something of extra size, which felt increasingly hard under Orlando's navel.
The man enjoyed Meryn's handcuffs, and immediately replied with a groan, “Sure, Baby. Do it now.”
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