My husband turned out to be the Mafia Boss
Chapter 156 Settling
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A woman was lying on her bed with a dim light. Staring at the ceiling of his room with both hands refuting his head.
"Prince what are you doing there? do you miss me?.. How are the children and the people in the Mansion?" jons monologue with his soft voice.
"Tomorrow I'll go home.. will you be happy Prince? you're not cheating on me, are you, Prince?! I don't know why my heart is beating so hard." said Jons touching his chest that was shaking violently. He got out of his bed standing for a moment and stretched his muscles until he let out a little sound.
"I'd better get out, look at the state of this Headquarters.I haven't talked to the Black Wolf members in a long time" Jons stepped out of his room. Touching the walls and walls immediately shifted when the owner's hand touched.
Step up the legs of the ladder towards the main room that Black Wolf children often use for tongkrongan.
"Hey have you seen the trending news of that topic?" ask one of the Black Wolf boys men who accidentally read a hots website that states Mr. Farhan fucked a beautiful model is also sexy.
"Yes I've seen it. But there's no way the young master does that isn't he loves our Boss so much" said his friend chimed in a question from one of the men.
"Benar yang di katakan Wan, Tuan muda sampai rela menghabisi kita hanya untuk mencari Boss... jika Tuan muda melakukan one night stand dengan model itu... mungkinkah itu adalah jebakan?" jelas pria berambut keriting.
"Not exactly what Zul said"
"Then what about our Boss, he's back. Do not let this news reach his ears or else this Headquarters will definitely be destroyed"
"Yes you're right, we better not talk about the matter young master! just look for other topics" Just don't know if the person they are going to hide the news The young master is already standing not far from them and heard clearly all the conversations of his men. Seen his nails are whitened due to fists so strong his face turned red and his eyes looked at the nyalang members.
But suddenly the gloomy face turned flat walking forward toward the Black Wolf members who had been gossiping. Heh! apparently not only vegetable mothers who like to gossip but mafia members are also a hobby of gossip as if gossip has its own excitement and make the content of the topic more smoothly and hot.
"Achelm!" dehem Jons crossed his chest staring flat one by one his members. They pointed their attentions towards the sound of the deheman, seeing the murderous Boss standing near them making all there surprised instead of playing. Their bodies immediately goosebumps with a weak tongue unable to make a sound.
"Campus!" mind them all.
"You look scared, what's up?" pretend to ask with her eyebrows next to being raised high.
"This Boss please sit down!" a man gives a chair to Jons with a timid face. Jons dropped his butt on the wooden chair he looked back at everything there with his flat yet sharp gaze.
"My hands are itchy as if they want to... kill small animals... Tell me what to do?" jons asked, picking up the knife on the table in front of him, who the knife belonged to.
"Basic Jery! why did he put the knife there! all dead" cried Headquarters staring nyalang towards the owner of the knife who had changed hands on Jons. The hit man. Jery just looked down.
"Hey what's wrong with you guys?! why is your face suddenly pale..heheheh" chuckled but sounded like a prick. All over there gulped his saliva rough.
Suddenly the sharp folding knife led to his smooth arm pressing it on his hand flesh to draw fresh blood there. "Like this! I want to do something that produces blood.. Can you give that little thing with your blood hmmm...?"
"Forgive our lives Boss! we will not gossip about the young master anymore! forgive us Boss! don't kill us" They all drowned on the floor begging Jons for forgiveness with both hands clenched in front of his chest. Jons chuckled amusedly at the fear his members had of him the tomboy shuddered his head.
The Black Wolf members glanced at each other then then looked at Jons. "Eh wouldn't the Boss kill us?" they asked back with a stupid look.
"Did I ever say that?" ask Jons back. "Why are you afraid of me? I'm not going to eat you guys anyway.I don't like human flesh" she leaned her back against the back of a wooden chair.
Look at the roof in front of him.
"Huuufft doesn't want to kill but looks like he wants to kill and eat our flesh" complained one of the men stroking his chest. Breathe out heavily and then sit back in their chairs.
"I want to know what's going on right now" explained Jons without shifting his attention to the ceiling wall of Headquarters, his net still faithfully staring there. Looks like a longing stroke but also hurt. No denying he was afraid to hear the news that was accidentally heard from members of the Black Wolf fear it was not a dream but a reality. Strengthen his soul to listen.
Fearingly Headquarters gave his phone to Jons who clearly displayed hots news on his phone screen.
"Yes God! hopefully nothing bad happens today" they whispered inwardly.
Quickly Jons grabbed the phone staring at him deeply reading one word as well as sentences no one missed. His eyes are perfectly rounded to see a photo of his beloved husband with a beautiful woman showing his smooth back. The position of the two hugged each other where Mr. Farhan kissed the woman's forehead in a state of closed eyes.
BUGH
Jons' hand shook violently to the point of not being able to hold the phone in his hand, his heart racing.
"You have betrayed me to the Demon King! you're traitor!" wrathful Jons clenched his hands firmly.
"Good God Boss' face looks very angry...Will the world be destroyed?" I looked at one of the men in my heart.
"Don't get angry don't get angry"
"God give patience to our Boss" their prayer closed the eyes hoping that the killer Boss could control his anger.
"Don't tell anyone I'm at Headquarters! and monitor the movements of the young master!" jons orders with a flat face mimic. Moving out of his chair and then passing from the barrel without hearing the answer from the member.
"Is Boss going to be okay?" ask one of the men.
"Hopefully the Boss can control his emotions"
"It's scary" they murmured with goosebumps.
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