Naughty Girl Loved Om Mafia

Chapter 1 - King Jayden Wiratama

Dor. dor.. 

Gunshots rang out in an old building that had long been abandoned. Jayden nimbly dodged the enemy's shots in his direction, even the men had little trouble seeing how quickly a Jayden dodged the shots. 

His steps were like shadows, quick and invisible, making all of him a little overwhelmed to keep firing shots at the handsome man.

"Aahhhh shit, the bullet's out." Cursed one of the men dressed in all black, he sat down temporarily to fill a bullet in his weapon. A good opportunity for Jayden, he quickly fired a shot at the man and hit his head. The man was also overwhelmed.

Jayden smiled wickedly, and he quickly cleaned up the sneak. It only took a few minutes, the five-man vandals were uprooted. One against five, it's Jayden.

The man knelt down in front of one of the already lifeless enemies, then took something in the front pocket of the man's uniform. A small piece of paper read The Black Angel. 

"Ckk, I've guessed. You want to play with me." The angel-looking man smiled wickedly, then kicked the corpse. Jayden also left the place with a landslide victory.

King Jayden Wiratama, a handsome angelic-faced, cross-breed man. With sharp eyes like an eagle's gaze on its prey, a runny nose, thick eyebrows, thick lips and sexy, brownish hair that perfects its appearance. Do not forget, the athletic body like a sportsman he has. It makes Jayden look perfect in the eyes of women. 

However, who would have thought behind a handsome face and make the women queue to be able to meet her or even spend the night with her has a bad reputation in the black world.

Yes, Jayden is the heir to the largest mafia clan in the city. After the father retired, inevitably Jayden was the one who had to continue the mafia clan. He plunged into the black world for a long time, everyone knew that Jayden was the mafia most feared for his strength and skill in martial arts and avoiding enemy attacks, including bullets. 

Jayden came home in his luxury sports car, he drove it at a fairly high speed. Until he reached the big house in European style with the dominance of all black, this is the residence of Alex Anderson Wiratama, Jayden's father. 

"Jay.." call Alex, Jayden who just got home turned right away.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Come and sit down." Take Alex, Jayden complied and sat on the empty sofa facing his father. Alex saw a cut on the corner of Jayden's lip, obviously it wasn't a normal cut.

"You just finished a task, Jay?" Ask Alex.

"Hmm, yes."

"Who is the enemy of our clan this time?" Ask Alex again. 

"The black angel." Jayden answered with his flat face.

"Not done with them, Jay?"

"Oh, it's like a downhill grudge, Dad." Answer Jayden. 

"What's wrong with you? Why are you getting hurt like that?"

"Hmm, just a little less focus. I'll go to the room first, Dad."

"Yes, you stink of sweat, Jay." 

"Don't forget to always wear safety, son."

"Of course, I'm not that stupid. I can't just scatter my seeds." Jayden replied, then got up from his seat and went to his room.

Jayden undressed and immediately soaking in the bath, he closed his eyes and enjoyed a warm bath session, it was soothing and refreshing for Jayden's body that had just fought against the enemy. 

Being a mobster that is feared is not his desire, he wants to live like an ordinary person. But, considering that he is the only son of Alex, inevitably he must inherit the mafia clan that was once led by his father.

After fifteen minutes had passed, Jayden finally finished his soaking session. She came out of the bathroom without wearing a single thread covering her body, she walked without the slightest shame as she felt free, she said, this is his room a place so private that no one else would dare enter a Jayden's room. 

So far, no one else has ever been in this room except her mother. But that was a few years ago, because now the mother is gone. Wh why? He was shot for protecting her. It was also what made him not want to plunge into the black world, but when he saw the father had retired, he finally gave up and here he is now. 

No more King Jayden Wiratama always warm, because after the death of the mother by her enemies, Jayden changed, completely changed. There is now only Jay who is cold and cruel. Especially for his enemies, he had just killed five lives at once in one day. 

Jay immediately got dressed, he opened the glass door that connected his room with the balcony. Jay's sturdy body is only wrapped in black bathrobe, as breezy as the wind blows but not a little make Jay cold. He was used to this kind of cold, he was always alone. 

His life felt empty, empty. Since the mother's departure a few years ago, she was 20 years old. Now she is 39 years old, and nineteen years of her mother's abandonment. But, the pain he felt was still excruciating.

"Until this moment, the pain after your departure is really still imprinting, Mom." Mumbled Jay, he closed his eyes enjoying the breeze that hit his body. 

Dreet.. 

His phone vibrates, Jay picks it up and picks up the phone call quickly. 

"Yes, what's wrong Jack?" Jayden asked, his likeness the person who contacted him was Jack, the man who became his confidant.

'You at home, sir? Not going to the club?"

"I'll be there soon, why? Is there any good stuff?" Ask Jayden flatly. 

'There, Sir. Like her you'll like her.' Jack replied across the street.

"Yes, I'll be there now." Breakup Jay. This is his life, in addition to being a mafia he is also a heavy drunk. 

Jay turned off his phone unilaterally, and he closed the door and changed his clothes. He would go to the club in search of entertainment, forgetting for a moment the emptiness of his life, however he looked like a pitiful man, so he did these kinds of things as entertainment.

He came down from his room without caring for his father's expression, as it was obvious the man knew where he was going. Jay drives his four-wheeled vehicle at moderate speed. He was relaxing on the street, while sipping the cigarette that he clamped on both of his fingers. The two men's eyes stared straight at the streets that were quite deserted, because it was already quite night, its time for people to rest but not with lonely men like Jayden.

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