Mr. Mobster
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Mr. Mafia 96's
The eyes of Shane and Brian copy the fight, the difference Shane with a relaxed view—but Brian vice versa. He knew very well, now he was in a nest of snakes that anytime his life could be floated, with just a little mistake.
"I'm just doing my job, sir," said Brian, still politely not showing that he was the crown prince.
"No need to hesitate, after all you are a candidate for the king. Think of it as your own home—but my advice ...." Shane approached Brian, patting him on the shoulder and whispering an ambiguous kaliat to him. "Don't advocate for Kian!" continued again.
Of course, that made Brian managed to swallow his own saliva. But not willing to waste the opportunity to keep Areta, he had to try and try to stay calm.
Shane waltzed away, wearing his sunglasses. He will return to the hospital, carrying out his main duties as a medical officer.
While Brian, now his brown bead eyes back staring straight into the room where Kian and Areta are in it.
Suddenly a heavy but hasty foot crack appeared from the bottom until soon it had reached the top. Mark with an unusually frustrated face and half-running, headed for the Kian— workspace to knock on the door first, after the master invited him in.
Kian who knows the face of panic from the person he trusts the most, can read—that something is wrong with him.
"What's wrong?" ask Kian, putting on a serious face.
"Mrs. Smith." Mark hesitated.
"What's up with Smith, Mark?! Don't talk about wasting time! You know very well, I don't like long-winded speech, do you?!" peekkik Kian, start riled up.
"Mrs. Smith was killed, there was a rebel in Lemonilo."
"What?!"
Kian's jaw tightened, his eyes lit up as if ready to burn ready to burn what was in front of him. While Areta is more concerned about Smith's wife who has just given birth to a baby boy, and unfortunately Areta also has not had time to visit him again.
"I'm going to Lemonilo!" Kian was about to hurry, but Areta's hand stopped him. The woman shook her head slowly, as if not wanting her husband to plunge straight into the field.
"No, Kian. I don't want—"
He reached into his wife's head, then kissed her gently. "Just calm down, nothing will happen to me, I will be with you until old age" he replied, calming the wife.
"But—"
Unfortunately, Mark had forgotten to close the door of the workspace again, until Brian could freely hear clearly what they were talking about.
"Mark call The Rock! I'll take Areta there before I go to Lemonilo."
"Good ... Boss!"
"No .. I want to come with you, Kian," Areta said.
"It's too dangerous for you and our son." The mafia gently rubbed the wife's stomach.
***
After they reached the father-in-law's residence, Kian immediately expressed his request for the father to take care of his daughter as long as she was not with Areta. Honestly, Kian did not fully believe in Brian who seemed to have a hidden purpose between Areta and himself.
"Pa .. I want to, Papa takes care of Areta while cleaning up my problem in Lemonilo" he concluded.
"Yes .. rebellion by insiders is indeed very annoying, moreover surely he knows where our weak points are." Addison answered while sucking a gold-plated cigar between his fingers.
While Areta's tears were tight to the point of no power to squeeze out wet her cheeks. It was never far from a second. Now he must let the idol fight against his own men, who are rebelling. Not that she does not believe in the ability of her husband, but estrogen hormones that when pregnant women are twice as likely to feel a mixed mood and not careless.
"Kian ..." he said amid the tears.
"Right ... Your husband can definitely deal with all this, your father will definitely help him, too" concluded Elma calmed her stepson.
"Nicky and some of my insiders are going to be with Kian, so you don't have to be riled up, Areta" the father added.
Suddenly—
"Mr Addison, can I come with Mr. Kian?" The familiar voice was now open, Brian the man rarely spoke, now jokingly wanted to participate in the fight between Kian and his rebels.
"What?" Addison's voice suddenly shot up upon hearing Brian's words.
And everyone in the room looked surprised and their eyes were on him.
"I overheard Mr. Mark and Mr. Kian's conversation earlier, I wanted to take part in the fight against this rebellion" he concluded.
"But your primary duty is to take care of my daughter!" dengus Addison's.
"I think Miss Areta is in good hands right now, and I can also look after Mr. Kian for Miss Areta's sake" he replied.
Areta looked at Brian closely, she weighed everything Brian did to her as he looked after her, Brian as a sniper who only once spewed hot lead, directly on target.
"Let him go, Papa!" areta Pinta.
"No, Areta!" sergeant Kian.
"I'd be calmer if Brian came with you."
"Alright ... follow! This is your next mission!" addison's orders, which left everyone clueless as to what the middle-aged man's mission meant.
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Sorry slow update, I'm a few days sick—and thank God now it's better. Hopefully in the future the updates more often until the end. 😘
