Mr. Mobster
#Improvoked allegations
Mr. Mafia 90's
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Kian's hands clenched, as he watched Brian begin to move away from his sight. Of course Kian actually did not want his wife to be taken care of by another man—but because of the request of the in-law that made him forced to accept. As a man himself knows very well the feelings of men, surely every man who looks at his wife will be amazed by the beauty of Areta, not least he, when he first met Areta, when he first met Areta, it is not napsu the only reason he ever made profanity with Areta, but on the basis of the fire of love at first sight that made him want to have Areta completely.
Meanwhile, in Addison's room, Elma, who was still busy cleaning her husband's tie, seemed to want to say something, "You sure you're going to put one bodyguard for Areta?" tanyakanya. But the husband just nodded in response to his question.
"I think Areta is very uncomfortable with Brian, I can feel it" he added.
Addison cupped his wife's cheeks and left a friendly kiss for the fifteen-year-old woman he had married.
"I know what's best for my son, honey." Now the middle-aged man let out his answer in an emphasis-filled tone.
"You don't forget me, even if I didn't give birth to her, I'm still her mother" she replied.
Addison took a deep breath and exhaled violently. "Yes, I know."
***
Areta walked into her room, and she knew that Brian was following her from behind, walking as fast as the wind as if not stuck to the ground.
"Hi, are you also going to enter my private estate and my husband's!" hardik Areta with bulging eyes. "You don't have to look after me like you're my babysitter! Remember. I'm the wife of Kian Egan, the big mafia in the country!" his Areta again.
"I'm sorry for my indecision, Miss. I'll wait at the door" he replied.
"You want to wait at the door?! You'll also listen to my sigh when I make love to my husband!" areta is getting upset. "Go!" his orders.
With Brian resignedly away from Areta's reach, but his gaze remained serious, he faced the sea as if he was thinking of something.
Kian who looked from afar seemed to smile satisfied to hear Areta's words for the man who was always called Brian.
With a sharp step he went inside, deliberately stomping his feet so that Brian turned to look at him, apparently it managed to make Brian notice himself, then the mafia reached into his pocket, suit, and then reached into his pocket, taking the gun from there, then pointing it in his eyes, and then he pointed the gun at Brian, as if as a sign if Kian noticed him, if you dare to sort of—then this gun will explode, and a hot lead will burst into his brain, scattering the contents inside. But strange, as if not afraid—Brian instead smiled smirked towards Kian, as if he was challenging.
Kian went into the room, found his wife was staring at the blue expanse of the sea, with her hands serene. Hair that always decomposes, is now left to be twisted with a small pink rubber.
"I really don't like that bodyguard!" Areta turned around when the door opened. Yes, he knows who else if not Kian who went inside freely. Kian approached the wife, grasping both shoulders gently. "I want him to get away from me!" grunt Areta, giving her both hands, as well as the mouth that she let manyun.
"Patience .. This is papamu—'s decision"
"Nothing! I need to talk to Papa, before that guy makes me lose my mind!" Areta went out.
When the door opened, he found Brian firmly standing not far from his room, with a great feeling of annoyance. Areta stepped her feet violently to go look for her father. While the man walked behind him. Really makes Areta uncomfortable, she did make Kian's wife, as if like a baby in need of super tight guard.
Knowing that she was being followed by Brian, Areta stopped immediately, then faced the man with a squint.
"Can you not follow me?!" aretan Hardik.
"No!" the answer is short, concise, and clear.
Areta was so upset that she walked back to see her father. As he reached the father's private area, he knocked on the door slowly.
Areta walks in, walking in a hurry to meet the father who is relaxing with a laptop on his lap. Addison can catch the anger of his son when he looks at his face.
"What's wrong?" he asked, his eyes only headed for one spot right on Areta's beautiful face.
"Pa, I want to—if Mr. Brian stops being my bodyguard!" the door with a fiery aura.
Addison glanced at the watch in his hand, then said, "There haven't been three hours, he I've ordered to be your bodyguard, but have you fired him? What's the most crucial reason for making you careless to him?"
"He dared to sexually abuse me!"
"What?" Now Elma began to enter into the conversation between the father and the child.
"Yes, Ma. He kissed me last night" Areta replied annoyedly.
Addison was silent for a moment, he stood up, put the laptop he had used on the table. Then the middle-aged but still strong man walked towards the door, and opened it, he found Brian standing firmly next to the door.
"You, in!" addison's orders.
"Ready, Sir!" firmly answer.
As Brian walked in, Areta looked at him sharply with her arms crossed as if challenging the man.
"He kissed me last night!" exclaiming Areta, her finger pointed towards Brian's face that stood with an attitude of rest in place.
"What's? I'm kissing you?" Brian's eyes do not seem to lie, he himself is also confused by Areta's unsubstantiated accusations.
"Don't use lies just so you can fire Mr. Brian, Areta!" His father seemed to be breaking up.
"Papa trust him more than I do?"
"It's not so." Addison touched the baby's shoulder.
"Just explain Areta, your father trusted outsiders more than his own family," snorted Elma, beginning to be provoked by Areta's remarks.
"He played the piano last night on the main deck, when I was looking at him, he came to me and—" Areta did not continue.
"Major rhino?" Brian tried to scratch his memory last night, as if he had just hit a wall and amnesia. "The night I was too drunk, I don't remember very well what I did last night" he said.
"Omong empty!" Areta called out to clench her hands. "It's a good thing my husband doesn't see or hear, if he knows. You will die at his hands!"
"I'm not afraid of death!" answer loudly.
Areta chuckled, then drew closer to Brian, pushing the man's chest with her finger, but of course his strength was not much, to the point of making the man not move a bit.
"I'm sorry if I've done anything wrong to you, Miss," he said.
"No need! Pa. .. I'm leaving!" Areta stepped out of her papa's room. As Brian wants to follow him, he is suddenly stopped by Addison.
...Seriate...
