MISS MAFIA AND DOCTOR CHARMING

MISS MAFIA AND DOCTOR CHARMING
THE REAL PSYCOPATH



"If I say that my life was very heavy at first, I was hurt and lost, traumatized, and felt useless ... Hhhh, can you believe all that?"


Algae shakes firmly. "It can't be ..."


"Then tell me, how can I make you believe ...?"


"Is my opinion so important?" concluded Alga while staring at Tara with a view that can not be interpreted meaning.


"You mean?"


"I hate you or not, that's my business. And if you can make peace with your destiny, that's your business. I don't care, because it doesn't necessarily mean that in my eyes you are a person of great heart ..."


"Do I need to say that I hate you so much that you are satisfied? You want me to act like that?"


"If it's up to you. What do you want to hate me for? Because of an accident fifteen years ago ... or because I designed so many crimes for your life right now?"


"Miss Alga .." reprimanded Tara softly, still trying to be patient.


"I won't be affected, whatever your judgment of me is."


Tara laughed bitterly at the sharp sentence after sentence of Alga, which seemed to clearly describe how stubborn the woman's stance was.


But even so Tara continued to remind herself, so as not to be provoked by emotions.


Tara knew that the heart of Algae was very fragile.


The woman was always rude and hard-hearted, just to look strong to everyone, because the reality was not so.


Well, at least Tara began to be able to understand the Algae, after knowing the true reality.


Little by little the dark veil began to open up, especially when it came to all the long conspiracies that even happened fifteen years ago.


At this time Tara turned her heart on her, realizing that Algae life was always surrounded by traitors, without the least of the women realizing it.


'If only I could tell the truth ...'


Tara nodded, but her lips remained locked.


"Keep this secret until the time comes. Miss Alga must not be hurt again .. before she is truly able to accept her true reality ..."


The last words of Lord Samuel Alfonso before Tara passed after making a deal, reverberated in Tara's mind.


Indeed, Tara did not even think at all, that the incident of a traffic accident fifteen years ago was not an ordinary incident, nor a pure accident as heralded by the police, he said, you media, even everyone.


There are many conspiracies hidden in it, and what makes Tara most of all stunned, is the fact that her parents were involved so deeply.


Such a heinous premeditated murder, that was the real reality!


Well, the real reality ..., because the director even determined to finish off two pairs of married couples in one bloody incident that is so neat .. as easy as swatting a fly!


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"You sure you can catch Miss Mafia ...?"


Juan Allesandro sat down in his great chair.


Since then his mouth continues to emit smoke from a Cuban cigar that became his favorite.


Junho who was asked immediately nodded without hesitation. "I can even take down ten Mafia Misses at once!" junho replied loudly to the question without the slightest hesitation.


Lee Junho, a man of pale yellow descent and narrow-eyed in line it looks relaxed, but he knows exactly who the man with a face full of sideburns, which is in front of him at this time.


Hearing Junho's words, Juan Allesandro's thunderous laughter broke unstoppably, making Junho who had yet to understand what caused the man before him to laugh just silently watch carefully.


Junho did not laugh, but his pair of eyes could not keep an eye on Juan Allesandro, as if deliberately waiting for the laughter to end by itself, so that he could get a valid reason and explanation, he said, why is his optimistic speech even laughed at.


'Does Mr Juan Allesandro doubt my abilities ...?'


Junho's mind was overwhelmed with questions, but in the depths of his heart the thin man smiled arrogantly.


Being underestimated like this was nothing new to Junho, as all the clients who used his services on average always doubted his abilities in the beginning.


Is that because Junho's body tends to be thin even though it is quite tall with a height of about one hundred and seventy centi meters, or because of his Asian appearance that seems primitive with inline eyes ...?


I don't know ...


Because of the obvious, even with such an appearance, Junho never felt inferiority due to being looked at one eye, though, Junho actually felt himself able to explore all his own abilities and capacities more freely.


"Say, how long will it take you to bring Miss Mafia before me?" Juan Allesandro asked again, as soon as his laughter died down.


"Life or death, sir?" junho asked lightly, as if without a burden.


"I'd rather if you could take him alive."


"Two weeks." concluded Junho confidently.


Juan Allesandro was seen grinning. "So Lee Junho who is famous for his ability to subdue opponents quickly, should it take two weeks to conquer a woman?" juan Allesandro.


"All right, one week, sir. But you have to pay me double." replied Junho again, not forgetting to negotiate.


Juan Allesandro did not immediately answer, but through his gaze he again skinned the figure of Junho who stood quietly.


Indeed judging from Junho's appearance that seemed unconvincing, at first Juan Allesandro doubted the ability of this man before him. It was just that he did not want to show his momentary judgment just like that.


Junho looked quite confident, he was even more confident than Rob.


Since then the skinny man did not take his face away from Juan Allesandro, nor was there any sign of him being daunted.


Appear geeky, and look stupid, but interestingly Junho dared to negotiate with Juan Allesandro without awkward, as if the man knew exactly that he was classy and deservedly rewarded with expensive.


What an interesting character. The real psychopath ...!


Unknowingly Juan Allesandro grew fond of him and felt optimistic.


"Deal. One week to double the payment of the initial deal. But if it works in less than a week .. I'll give you an extra bonus. How ...?"


Junho nodded swiftly. "Deal, Sir. I agree."


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