Reincarnation Small Mafia Wife

CHAPTER 7: NOT A LITTLE GIRL

Yura's roar grew louder, making Zephon exhale his heavy breath. He was confused to see Yura who was so quickly changing. The beginning of the meeting looked very weak, then suddenly turned firm, strong, grumpy and now just crying loudly. Zefon really didn't understand what made the girl change so easily.

In silence, Zephon ridiculed. His bead could not be separated from Yura, even though he only let the girl cry as much.

'Wait 'wait! Before he fainted, didn't he mention Sarah's name? What does he mean by his stepmother? Could it be that all he was going through was his own mother?’ inner Zephon wondered. He stood beside the bed, legs crossed with a look down on Yura.

Zephon moved out without saying goodbye. He reached into the phone and pressed the emergency button directly connected to Calvin, his right hand in the Black Stone Clan.

“I, Sir!” calvin answered quickly.

“Take their phones and check one by one their contents! Who is involved in it!” zefon's orders.

“Sorry, Sir. But everything has vanished without a trace. Including their communication tools.” Calvin spoke without hesitation.

“Ays, stupid! Why don't you guys be safe?!” sentak Zephon's.

“Sorry, Sir. But you don't have...” Calvin's words were cut off.

“You should be able to guess yourself without a command!” peeked Zephon again so upset. He turned off the phone unilaterally.

Calvin let out a rough breath. Shaking his shoulders while staring at his flat objects, after hearing the boss's bursts. “Who understands the hearts and minds of people? Am I a fortune teller?” the young man continued his activity. Although it was actually pounding, be prepared to accept his boss's anger when face to face later.

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When he went back into Yura's ward. The girl is calmer now. Merely, his body was still stiffened with fists of both strong hands. His eyes spark hatred.

As Zephon drew closer, he sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at the girl closely. His fingers stretched out wiping the remains of Yura's tears. “Sorry to scare you,” said Zefon quietly even though his face was flat with no expression.

Yura's forehead frowned deeply, she moved her bead of eyes so that it would look right at the man's silent netra. “Trust yourself once! I'm not crying you,” Yura said with a raised eyebrow next to her.

In Zephon's heart growled. He could be humiliated like this. Fortunately, there was no one else but the two of them. His lips docked again, but he moved further eroding the distance between them. His two arms locked onto Yura's body movements.

“Bu .. not you. But there's something else. Really!” sahut Yura.

Zefon was still not moving, he could see the details of the facial lines were so beautiful even with many wounds there. “Then?” the question is so demanding.

“Master, can't it be like this? Me...” Yura swallowed her saliva repeatedly, her throat suddenly drying out. “I have trouble breathing,” he said holding Zefon's chest with both hands. Moreover, from earlier Zefon's gaze was fixed on his ripe lips.

Zephon pulled back his back. That expressionless cold face remained awake, even though it was actually turbulent wanting to devour those tiny lips.

For some reason, he was very interested in a young girl like Yura. Though all this time, never in a relationship with any woman, other than because there was nothing that made him interested, Zephon also feared would be the target of his enemies. However, Yura's presence felt different.

“Listen to me! This is the last time you cry. I hate very bad girls. Be a tough woman and not give up easily. So that no one can trample your pride. Understood, little girl?” zefon meant it.

“I'm not a little girl anymore!” rebut Yura did not accept, since their initial meeting, Zephon always called it that way.

Zephon stared at him intensely from head to toe. “Then what should I call you? The kid? Dwarves?”

“Anyway by the way. I was already a god .. sa ...” Yura did not continue her sentence, realizing that now her body is back in adolescence again. He then smiled awkwardly, scratching his non-itchy head.

“It looks like your wound is pretty severe. To the extent that you are delirious about being an adult. Go to sleep I will take care of you. Oh yes, please mention your request. I'll grant you everything!” said Zefon to make Yura buyak. His chest suddenly came back pounding strongly.

“Are you genie?” yura's chirps pierced the chest of Zephon's field with her index finger.

The two eyebrows of Zephon interlocked, he was really confused by the girl who thought he was unstable. Zefon brushed off Yura's hand, as her touch made the man's blood rustle strongly, she cleared her throat to cover it up, re-putting her flat face, “Stop! Go to sleep now. Looks like your brain shifted a little.” Zephon was about to move but hurriedly Yura held back her arm.

“Wait. But ... Why are you doing all that? Saving me over and over again, trying to protect me even now wanting to grant all my wishes. Do you love me?” ask the girl curious.

 

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