Mr. Mobster
#Brian Mc Lion
Mr. 88 Mafia
Beautiful mid-ocean night on a luxury boat. Areta stood staring at the dark sea covered with a flash of moonlight that hit the water creating a view that was so stunning.
Kian and all had been swept away in the party with everyone, and he chose to go for a walk down the luxurious ship owned by his father.
As he was walking slowly, the tinkling of the piano sound that created the beautiful tone, shook the heart of Areta, who had played the instrument, he painstakingly searched, and, until he gets an answer on the main deck, a man plays the piano so skillfully— that it makes Areta impressed him, Areta has not had time to walk away from him, as if understanding being watched, the man stopped his game, Areta, and looked back, where Areta was standing.
Knowing that he was caught for secretly peeking at the man playing the piano, Areta stiffened, somehow his legs could not be moved. Even as the man approached her, Areta could do nothing, she could only fall silent and gulp down her own saliva from nervousness.
The man approached, a tall, upright figure, with a three-piece black stellan, in matching shoes with the clothes he was wearing, looking shiny under the bright moon of the night. Areta could even feel her own heartbeat, she asked inside. Who is this man and how dare he approach him. Slowly he arrived right in front of Areta. To make the woman close her eyes and immediately hold her own breath.
The man's finger boldly touched Areta's soft smooth cheek, and unexpectedly he also kissed the pomegranate's red lips. How dare he treat Areta like that—does he not know, if Areta is the wife of Kian? Or does he want to find his own disease, because he dared to kiss Areta's lips, if Kian knows, maybe the man's head will be detonated with a single Molotov cocktail because of Kian's murk.
"Good night" he said softly, then went away leaving Areta still silent.
When the man had moved away, then Areta could catch her breath again, almost she gasped for too long holding her own breath, he said, then he looked at the man who had begun to disappear under the darkness of the night, his heart continuing to beat uncontrollably. Then he walked slowly towards his room to calm his own mind.
After walking for a long time, and hard work. Now Areta has arrived at the door of her room. Alertly and looking to the right and left, for fear that if the man followed him, he slowly went inside, but—
"Why are you sneaking around?" Kian's voice startled Areta, making her scream in shock.
"Geez!" Areta held her own chest, as she felt her heart as if it was about to jump—saking in shock.
Areta tries to calm down, takes a slow breath and then exhales—slowly anyway.
"What's wrong? Is something bothering you?" ask Kian.
Areta quickly shook her head, covering up the incident. Since he had never met the man before, and since when he was on this ship, it was possible that he was the ghost of the waiter when. Think Areta.
"Hou ...." Areta pretended to yawn to cover up her nervousness.
"Honey. I'm sleepy," he whined spoiled.
"Sleep, I'll accompany your father for a drink" replied Kian.
"Don't sleep at night!" Areta Wanti-Wanti.
He nodded and then went out.
***
Areta stood on the front deck of the ship, gazing at the sea view, she enjoyed the waves, and a few dolphins that swam in tandem with the ship she was on, as if they want to fight fast with a luxury cruise that is speeding. Suddenly someone forced Areta to face forward. How surprised he—if the person who dares to be brash, is the man he met last night.
And without excuse he kissed Areta haphazardly, beating Areta's lips so fiercely, that in order to breathe it was so difficult, Areta's body was pressed hard, the kiss now moved to the neck of her level, and now she's getting into the neck, and leave a red stain there, as a sign of love. Areta painstakingly encourages the unknown man, but her efforts are in vain. He is as strong as Superman. Cannot be shifted one bit.
He returned to his body, touching his own chest out of nervousness.
'Who is that guy, and why is he bothering me?'
Areta is inward, she doesn't understand why this is happening.
***
The next morning, as Kian and Areta walk towards the dining area on the main deck, for breakfast. Suddenly Areta's steps stopped when she saw the man standing right behind her father.
'Why is the man standing in front of Papa?' Areta asked with her own heart.
"Darling, why did your steps stop?" tanya Kian, started to feel strange.
"Ti–not what—" Areta replied nervously.
From a distance Addison seemed enthusiastic about the arrival of her daughter with her daughter-in-law.
"Son .. Let's sit down!" her door.
Areta smiled awkwardly, looking at the handsome man behind her father, who seemed to forget the incident last night when he kissed her lips.
Kian invited Areta to sit first, then only herself who sat. Everyone is getting ready for breakfast. But something sudden decision seemed to make Areta become sad.
"Oia .. introduce, he's Brian Mc Lion, he's a sniper, and the best bodyguard in his class" Addison pointed to the man last night.
"Include me, Brian. I was assigned here to be Miss Areta's personal bodyguard."
Areta choked at the same time as the man said he would be her bodyguard, and was drinking a glass of almond milk provided by the chefs.
"Nhuk ...."
"Slow down, Honey!" kian said, patting Areta's back gently.
"Pe–guard?"
"Yes, Papa thinks you need a personal bodyguard when your husband has been in charge" Addison replied straightforwardly.
Connect~
Uwaow seed love triangle. Pebinor.
Time for love to be tested, not actors, but pebinor. whahahahha~
