Marrying the Brutal Mafia
#42
"One.. two.. three.."
Czechoslovak.
"Again..."
"Master smiled dong," Aiden told Javier, who hugged Sky from behind.
Sky looked up. "Smile." the girl pulled both corners of her husband's lips to smile.
"Come one more time."
"One.. two.. three..."
Checkered
They were photographed on the rooftop before returning home to celebrate their success in attacking foreign men at the hotel. Complete with Athes and the gang's freak outfits.
Javier and Han's secretary were forced to obey the wishes of his men because of Sky's coercion.
"Haven't?" ask Javier lazily.
"It's a little blurry. Repeat once again yes," said Jonathan after checking the results of his photo.
Javier sighed, as did secretary Han.
"Can I just kill them sir" whispered secretary Han furious.
"Begging my wife for permission first," Javier replied making Secretary Han sigh again.
How could it be, Sky and they were already very close and even friendly.
"Sir. lift your finger like this." Jonathan raised his index finger and his middle finger made a piece mark.
"Don't you go crazy!!"
"Goddessa..." Sky spoke in a spoiled tone making Javier melt instantly.
Mr. Liam held back his smile seeing Javier change like that. How can the Yakuza man tell his own master. If there was no Sky, bullets would have been lodged in their heads.
They took the last photo by raising their fingers while smiling.
Czechoslovak.
"HEY!!!"
Shouted someone from behind, they turned their head and it... Carla's.
Carla ran while holding her chest with sweat on her face. His breathing was irregular as he had to run from the Hall to get to the hotel rooftop.
When the attack happened, Carla hid under a table in the corner. Until it was safe he ran after Javier and the others.
"You're g*la!! Leaving me alone!! No one even helped me in the hall just now!!" he said a little snapping.
"We forgot that you went to this party, Carla" replied Athes.
"Yes. It's lucky you came in time here, otherwise we'd have left you!" peekut Nicholas.
"Less aj*r!!" carla Umpat.
"Let's go home." Javier took his wife by the waist to board a helicopter, followed by another.
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PRANGS
A middle-aged man threw an ashtray at the table and almost hit the two men in front of him, fortunately they quickly dodged.
The middle-aged man was in a state of intense anger, his jaw was hardened, his face was red, his teeth were bluffing furiously and his hands were clenched to the point of making his veins visible.
He spoke with great emphasis to the two men.
"Doing things this easily you're not a dick!!"
"YOU THINK I PAID YOU FOR WHAT?!! I SAID BRING CHIEF JAVIER BEFORE ME!! JUST CAN'T HAH!!"
The two men only lowered their heads, occasionally their bodies trembled as the master cursed with fury.
"Give me a reason why so many of my men have died against Javier!!"
"Sorry sir, we think Javier came with his wife alone. But apparently, he brought a secretary and also his men," he said with a still down.
"How many men did he bring?"
"E-six people t-lord. Before finally there was another delivery of men."
They nodded. Their lives are on the edge now. They are one of the foreign men in the hotel who managed to escape from Javier and the others.
"HOW MANY MEN HAVE I SENT HAH!!"
"Thirty masters."
"AHA." HAHAHAHA." The middle-aged man laughed loudly. But it was not the funny tone that came out, his laugh was like a huge rage to the point of making the servants and the two foreign men goosebumps instantly.
"Thirty lost to six.... HAHAA.. huufft..." He rubbed his eyes as he laughed until he let out tears.
"I'm sorry.it's too funny for me!"
DOR
DOR
The old man shot two of his men right in their legs until they made them fall to the floor with a grimace of pain.
"BOD*H!!"
Ting.
The sound of the cell phone from the table slightly dissipated his frustration. And that is a notice from someone who just posted a photo on instagram.
And who posted the photo... Jonathan.
Yes, among others Jonathan who more often play social media. And always post things that he finds fun.
The man opened it and the first person he saw was Javier taking pictures with some people on the rooftop.
This is not the hotel where they party.
The man zoomed in on the screen, squinting his eyes at the sight of Satpam, a pregnant woman, a chef, a porridgeist, an OB and a little man wearing a bathrobe taking pictures with Javier.
Since when did Javier become this narcissistic? Since when did Javier want to take pictures with a low caste like them? That's what the old man's mind is now.
He shifted the photo towards a woman who was hugged Javier from behind. The woman smiled sweetly looking at the camera.
This isn't his wife. Who her?
The old man threw the phone in front of the men who were still grimacing in pain.
"Explain who they are!"
"Me-they're six people. a-son bua h J-Javier sir," he said stammered as blood kept coming out of his legs.
The old man rounded while splashing his waist.
"THAT'S G*LA!!"
"THEY'RE NOT LIKE MAFIA MEN!! THEY ARE LIKE PSYCHIATRIC HOSPITAL PATIENTS!! YOU MIGHT LOSE TO THEM!!" he said blazing neatly with anger.
The old man sighed a few times, trying to calm down with his own stupidity*n his own men.
"Who's the girl Javier hugged?"
"W-we don't know sir.but Javier's very protective of the girl against his wife."
"Find out the girl's identity now!!"
"Bright sir."
They left the room with their legs limping.
The old man grabbed something in the drawer and it was a picture of a man holding his little boy's hand.
"I've been waiting for years, and this is the right time to kill your son. Ataric De Willson!!"
"Wouldn't you rise from your grave to see the head of your son who will be mine!! Don't you want to rise from your grave to help your son huh!!"
"I will never let the descendants of De Willson live happily!! De Willson will end up in your son, Ataric!! I won't let there be a new descendant of Javier!! It won't!!" He squeezed the photo furiously and threw it in the trash.
Emotions still control him, he hits the table loudly while shouting annoyance at failing to kill Javier. He planned it all very carefully. But the results did not match what he expected.
He had even prepared a coffin for Javier today, complete with flowers lined up there.
He thought tonight would be the night of celebration when Javier's head came to his house. In fact he was wrong, many of his men died only against six of Javier's men who looked like crazy.
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