MISS MAFIA AND DOCTOR CHARMING

UNWILLINGLY

Not five minutes had Juan Allesandro arrived at a presidential suite owned by the Red Luxury Hotel, when Rob came with several of his men at once with his head bowed with regret.

"Anything you do, to the point of arresting a woman is not a dick!"

It is seen that Rob has resignedly received the anger of Juan Allesandro for all his failures, which could have affected the loss of his life that very second.

"Master, actually .. I'm starting to not be sure if Miss Alga is in this hotel ..."

"really?" Juan Allesandro raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, sir, because I've been looking all over the hotel, but I didn't find it until this moment ..."

"Bas stupid."

Again Juan Allesandro swore flat.

Rob silently heard a cold sentence that slid from Juan Allesandro's lips.

It was the hardened face of the bloody Italian man, who was now sitting on the expensive sofa sucking the cigar.

"I'm sorry for all my carelessness, Mr ..."

"This time you're really unreliable, Rob. I'm really disappointed in you. "

Juan Allesandro put a cigar on the ashtray on his desk. From the gesture of his body the man was as if he was about to stand up from his comfortable seat.

Rob is getting drowned. All the bones felt like they wanted to be scattered to realize the anger of Juan Allesandro who was very clear through his cold attitude.

"I beg you, Sir. Please ... once again forgive my carelessness and ..."

Doorr ...!

In an instant the floor of the presidential suite belonging to the Red Luxury Hotel occupied by Juan Allesandro had been flooded with fresh blood.

Some of the men who were there had been eyewitnesses to the cruelty of Juan Allesandro, but none of them dared to voice it.

Everyone was silent with their heads down.

In the end ... only because the mission of trapping the woman named Alga Rodolp who always failed, without the slightest mercy Juan Allesandro could finish Rob's life without hesitation.

Through a grain of hot lead lodged right on the forehead, Rob's stocky body immediately collapsed on the floor to die, slumped with blood.

Yeah ... Rob.

Rob, who has a long record of loyalty and devotion to Juan Allesandro, must finally meet his tragic death, in the hands of the same man ...

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The door of Alga's rented room unfolds along with the wide steps of Alga trailed by Tara behind him.

Alga glanced resentfully at Tara who was putting her backpack on a small table in the corner of a narrow room near the window.

"A few moments ago I was cold because of the night weather. But as soon as I got into this stuffy room .. I instantly felt sultry in an instant ..."

Again Tara's complaints were heard.

"If you want cool, cool weather like your presidential suite, why don't you just sleep on the side of the road ...?"

Hearing the rough curse that came out from the lips sen sual belonging to Alga, a pair of Tara's eyes immediately widened.

"Miss Alga, you are so cruel. Did you tell me to sleep on the side of the road? You think I'm a bully ...?"

Algae smiled wryly. "Neither do not protest. It's still a good thing I'm gonna put you here!"

Tara's pair of eyes had glared perfectly upon hearing that.

Really, Tara felt her fate was very unlucky.

Instead of wanting to rent their own room according to the original plan, in fact Tara and Alga must be breastfed because they no longer get other empty rooms.

The owner of the small inn who was also a receptionist had said clearly that there were no more rooms left in the inn, so inevitably Tara and Alga had to share a room.

Alga approached Tara who was still standing in her place with a straight look.

"Where's my money?" demand Algae without further ado, with your palms looking up as if you can't wait to take hers from Tara.

Tara melengos accepted the algal pongah attitude, but this time he was silent when he opened the zipper of his backpack and pulled out a black crackle full of cash with a certain amount of not a little.

"Here, take it."

In an instant the black crackle had changed hands, as the Algae immediately grabbed it quickly.

"Ck .. ck .. ck .. ck .. can't wait.. You think I'm going to run away with your money?"

Alga gave a small laugh accepting Tara's shock.

"Nobody knows the heart and the head of a person, right? I no longer want to be cheated just because I care a little.." replied Alga indifferently, while sitting on the edge of the bed.

Now the woman began to open the black crackle containing the money she got from Mr. Samuel Alfonso, and began to move the contents into her waist bag until it was crowded, while the rest he kept in his backpack which was just stung at the foot of the bed.

Tara who was still standing at the side of the window could only glance at the behavior of the Algae with a slightly arrogant look.

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