My Secret Life's

Chapter 25: The Mafia's paradise

"Greet the new leader of the Snow Mafia! " excited a burly man in his brand clothes holding the hand of a girl who looks glamorous.

It was obvious that the seductive smile of the girl made the snow mafia's men goosebumps, not out of fear but out of disgust. But it looks that the girl does not care about the gaze of the people who are now his men, it is true that the girl only cares about the throne that is now his. And the man who is now his representative is the person who became the trust of his previous boss, how the fate of the dead body of the bloated man may now have left nothing because the sound of barking dogs in the cell has stopped.

Both agreed to give the insignificant corpse to the pet dog that had been the owner's weapon, no one fought or rebelled with the actions of the two people who now control the throne of leadership. Although Delia found it strange to see many eyes that were like the submissive of the men beside her but did not make Delia care too far away, for him it was quite satisfying when Putra actually gave the throne of the Snow Mafia to him on the condition of serving the man for life without rejection under any circumstances.

"Please sit down boss, what are your orders? " ask the Son gently.

"Tell me all about the ins and outs of Mafia Snow and how do we relate to the first-class Mafia in this town? " dellen said seriously.

"Maybe you mean, is Mafia Snow cooperating with the Mafia belonging to your foster brother?" replied the Son with a smile.

"Explain that! Does it have to be that clear the question?! " said Delia snatch.

"Hahaha, relax. If I answer honestly no but if I answer lies yes, because our former leader is too stupid. Never mind, history is not important. Just tell me what your wish is! " answer the Son.

"Destruction of my foster brother!" said Delia, whose face is now reddened by the anger that has been radiated with her fist that is so strong that it looks like a thick red liquid flowing.

The son who saw it only let the girl vent her anger with the grip of his hand but the girl's face was still red making Putra signal to his men to do something.

"Let's come with me, I make sure your anger is ventured." take the Son after seeing his men back facing him.

Without complaining Delia accepted the Son's invitation, slowly walking through so many rooms that it stopped right in front of a door bearing the barn. The son turned the unlocked door knob, bringing Delia into the warehouse. The same place as most warehouses in every house with unused goods, the man looks to shift the hinge of the closet in the back corner.

Kriiieet...

The sound of friction from the several tiles in front of Delia now opened slowly as the sound of a detached object, the Son thrust his hand and began to step into the hole that became the secret staircase inside the mansion. The hallway which is only enough for three people is seen to have a dim light from the front of the place where the Son approached, the cold and damp did not even damp the bongsor girl.

"Choose as you please and that's the love room, Choose and wait in there! " the order of the Son who had stopped in front of a row of iron bars after walking through the secret passage earlier.

Seen Delia noticed every contents of the iron bars, cells one to the fifth cell then her footsteps stopped. His gaze became savage looking at his prey, the son who saw it just chuckled.

Prok. prok..

" Let my girl enjoy the paradise of the world. Take cell 5 prisoners! " said the Son after clapping to call his men.

"Have fun baby, I wait you in my bedroom" said the son who left Delia in the love room.

Cup...

One brief kiss on the girl's lips and with a light step the man let the party be enjoyed by Delia herself, consider the paradise of the world as her welcoming gift. Delia who listened to what was meant by the love room of a man just silent with a hard-working brain, but her eyes could not be separated from the various tools on the wall.

"Go! " the order of Delia who saw her prey was already available in front of her.

"Haha, I don't know which one to choose! Everything's tempting, hey choose what's good for you. This or that, or the one on the far right there? " excited Delia showed a sword in her left hand and a pointed iron in her right hand, while at the right end was a saw that was commonly used to cut large trees.

Glek.. (the prey can only gulp with a gaze begging for forgiveness hoping the goddess of death reluctantly approaches him).

"Das@r DEAF! Apparently you're tired of living, all right" exclaimed Delia.

"Aaam..puun." replied his prey with all his might.

Wuuss... Jamb... Arrhghhh....

A knife has now adorned the stomach of its prey, looking surprised at the red liquid that began to flood the shirt of his mustard, Delia only bodo time and casually took the grass scissors that look attractive. His steps were clearly shaking his prey who was trying to escape even though it was impossible with his position that his hands were tied on a pole, the girl even deliberately played the scissors by opening the lid continuously letting the fear in the eyes of her prey increase.

"It's as if even your death no one will cry, so you should thank me right?! " said Delia.

"..... "

Crus.. Craak.. Craaks...

Eagerly Delia cut every joint of her prey, not even a sound of screaming as her prey died of a heart attack. Whatever it was Delia was still enjoying her event, nearly twenty minutes finally both her hands stopped moving the scissors and threw in any direction.

"I have to get something like this again, which is delicious" Delia said after tasting a drop of the blood of her prey on her face.

While in the room the middle son enjoyed a live show that made the smirk on his lips printed clearly, one man with a skull tattoo standing on his left side waiting for his next order.

"Observate the girl! Let him do his custom, shouldn't we give the girl a gift? What do you think?" the Son said without looking at his interlocutor.

"Right sir, if the girl knew who her prey was. Maybe the girl would prefer to sleep with the man, wouldn't you? " answered the man with the skull tattoo straightforwardly.

"Hahaha you're right, that girl is out of her mind but her bed business is getting more agile and hot. Let's just say we have a satisfying new pawn from all sides, go." said the son and closed the laptop in front of him.

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"How's this? I can't make the meeting void, but who will replace the boss" said a teary-eyed man pulling his tie rough.

It was clear how frustrating the man was, let alone a foreign delegation suddenly advancing a meeting that should be done in four months. The head that almost broke due to the problem he faced, moreover, he did not have any more time. A final road appeared in his head, quickly slipping a flat object over his desk and searching for his last road number.

Tut. tut. tut.. (sounds connected call tone).

"Turn off your phone! I will take care of the delegation myself! " said someone who had just entered without knocking on the door.