Mr. Mobster
#Courage Elma 1
Mr. Mafia chapter 63
Elma strengthens her resolve to find and confirm that Areta is the son of Addison. He plans to go to Egan's residence, though he knows, if his life is at stake when he will go to the house. She had no choice, she was afraid that if her husband was gone, she would not be able to hug her daughter one last time.
"I'll see your daughter, Add. I'll take it for you." Elma said softly.
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Irene still bowed lethargicly, putting her head on the dining table, accompanied by Mark, the man who never gave up his eyes for Irene after the Andrea tragedy struck a wound for Kian and Areta.
Suddenly Irene raised her head, scanning the entire dining room with her blank gaze. Mark who was still standing beside her immediately put on a cautious stance.
"What's up, Miss?" ask him in a tone that has always been his trademark, cold and like a robot run by a remote control.
"Am I guilty?" Irene asked back, the look in her eyes emitting a very sharp guilty aura, not much different from Areta. But from the beginning Irene did not like Andrea since the woman ordered her to abort her womb. Indeed, at that time, Irene's content was problematic, if she still insisted on maintaining her baby, then the only one born was a mentally disabled baby. But because of that too Kian never again touched Irene and vowed never to have a relationship with her again. Just remembering that, Irene was heartbroken.
"No, you're never guilty. You're innocent of this. Get rid of all your guilt!" mark's orders, he subconsciously took a gentle look at Irene like that. "Come on. You better get some rest!" said again.
Mark cupped Irene's shoulder and led her walking towards the woman's room.
After walking for a few meters, they had reached Irene's room, slowly laying the body of the woman he thought was the master on the bed and neatly covering her.
"Sleep!" he said softly, with eyes full of affection.When he was about to move, suddenly Irene's finger lentik fingers touched his hand, and clasped Mark's hand tightly.
"Don't go!" Irene moved and pulled Mark's hand, making him sit on Irene's bed.
Irene hugged Mark's burly body so tightly, as if she missed a comfortable hug from a man. Mark held his breath while receiving the treatment. All his life, he never embraced a woman's body with desire, because all this time his embrace was only limited to protecting as a professional at work. But not for this time, there was a strange sting as he touched Irene, but he also did not understand what it was.
Whether the devil had possessed Mark's mind, until he approached and gently rubbed Irene's lips, her tongue danced over Irene's oral cavity, until she exchanged saliva alternately. However no, he must remain in a position where he is only in charge of protecting Irene. A second later he regained his senses and removed his grill from Irene's lips even though he enjoyed it very much.
He immediately stood up in a firm position and with a face that was so red. Irene looked at Mark with a strange feeling. Since he parted with Kian, his heart has always been fixed and wants to always win back the mafia. But for some reason, this time a strange feeling arises when he is with Mark, the cold robot that he considers annoying.
"I'm sorry, Miss." Mark is leaving.
"Am I so disgusting that Kian and you don't want me?!" strangle him loudly. Of course it makes Mark stop his steps, then turn around the body. He nodded and saluted Irene.
"I'm sorry, until I'm presumptuous, miss. I won't repeat it again!" Mark left, closing the door tightly.
Irene felt unworthy of love. Even for a man like Mark, to be honest he was very lonely living without a partner at his age who had stepped on the head of three.
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Elma goes alone to the Egan residence with the courage she brings, her determination to meet Areta despite her life.
He drove his luxury sedan, the middle-aged woman driving the latest Mazda 3 car output red, as a favorite color Elma.
Until he reached the white gate engraved Egan's name in the middle.
"What did you come here for?" hiss subordinate Kian was with the gun head pointed at Elma.
"I want to see Areta, your boss' wife," Elma replied casually.
"For what?!"
"There are things I can't tell you, because they're confidential. I don't pose any danger to your boss, I just want to see his wife. Please tell him!" elma's orders were still in a relaxed position facing forward.
The guards looked at each other, and one of them acted and told the inner guard to tell Mark or Kian.
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As Mark had walked out of Irene's room, his breathing seemed to be hunting, he was like a person who had just experienced something tense, until suddenly Silda patted Mark on the shoulder, to keep the man focused.
"What's up?!"
Mark was shocked to get such treatment from Silda, the look in his eyes looked at Silda with a shocked look. Mark took a deep breath, then exhaled slowly.
"No .. I'm okay." He replied with a cold expression.
Suddenly a subordinate of Kian came to give the news that Elma was in front of the gate alone.
It made Silda and Mark fight each other for a moment, then deftly Mark went to Kian's room to tell the boss.
Mark knocked on the door, and opened it slowly. He looked at Areta who was sleeping.
"What's up, Mark?" ask Kian.
"The Rock's wife is at the main gate."
He immediately stood up from where he sat. He couldn't believe that Elma would risk her life here.
"What's he here for?"
"Meeting Miss Areta."
More and more surprised to hear the explanation from Mark. What's The Rock's wife's business so he wants to see his wife.
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