REVENGE OF ROSE

The Great Lord's Request

There was indeed a feeling of anxiety felt, both Rose and Young Master Marcelino. He should still be enjoying his honeymoon in the city of W, but there was a direct order from the Great Lord Mafioso requesting that they immediately return to the island.

"Is the Great Lord angry?" ask Rose.

"No, relax a little Rose. We'll know once we get to the island."

Rose was endlessly squeezing her fingers, looking extremely nervous and anxious. Out there he can fight anyone, but fighting the Great Lord Mafioso is not the right thing. Fighting Great Lord Mafioso was the same as giving up his life. Luckily Rose was still left alive and was given the opportunity to be part of that family firsthand. If not, maybe Rose has become a food for wild fish under the sea there.

Passing the road and sea route, they finally arrived at the closed residence of the Great Lord Mafioso. Entering the island is not easy, having to go through some strict procedures that allow us to lose lives at once.

Young Master Marcelino has arrived with Rose. Mr. Peter who was a confidant of the Great Lord Mafioso asked them to meet the Great Lord directly.

"Please, Master, Madam. Great Lord Mafioso was already waiting in his study."

Young Master Marcelino understood and acting as husband and wife began again. Young Master Marcelino grabbed Rose's hand and glued it between her fingers. In order to appear more affectionate and perfect, Rose held the arms of Young Master Marcelino with her other hand. Smiles of flashes emanated from their faces, although inside were certainly half dead they held in dismay.

The door of the room was open. Smoke from the Great Lord Mafioso's cigar hovered in the air. Surprisingly it does not feel stuffy and smell like cigarettes in general. Rose actually enjoyed the smell of the cigar smoke.

They sat down while waiting for Great Lord Mafioso to speak. Usually the Great Lord Mafioso will speak after his cigar is gone. Rose had imagined how long they would wait, because the cigars in the hands of the Great Lord Mafioso even the smoke was getting thick.

The face of Great Lord Mafioso looked even more sinister than usual. Though Rose had not met the Great Lord Mafioso for a few days. From the face alone, Great Lord Mafioso was already very intimidating. Especially when speaking, his voice is heavy, loud and more powerful. Make anyone who hears the voice will be frightened and small courage.

"How did you first leave the island for the city of W?"

"Everything's going well, Dad."

"Yes, Sir. Everything went according to plan, attended the party, walked around for a while and then returned to the island."

"I want to have a grandchild soon, consider it."

'I want to have a grandson soon' those words were clearly recorded on Rose's head. Even as it was ringing in his ears complete with the intonation of sound suppression from the Great Lord Mafioso. Of course, the request boomerangs for both of them.

Got kids? How is this, Young Master Marcelino has no interest in the female gender. How can I have a child with him? Enjoying the first night alone runs out with all the revenge plans that I had with Young Master. Duh, dead.

"Why silence?"

"We'll try, sir." Cut Rose quickly.

Waiting for Young Master Marcelino to speak was like digging his own grave. Of course he'll think longer than Rose. So Rose took the initiative first, somehow they had a child that they must have HAD A CHILD. It was the will of Great Lord Mafioso who did not like the rejection.

"All right, that's it. Work hard, so that everything goes easier."

The meaning of the word 'work hard', it's not something .. ah already! All right, let's work hard Young Master. Inner Rose.

***

The situation in Young Master Marcelino and Rose's room.

Both of them looked confused and thought hard. Rose had not changed her clothes, nor had Young Master Marcelino. He was still sitting on the bed, propping his chin with both hands. It looks very serious.

"How is it?" they say almost simultaneously. Make them both feel good about each other.

"You go first." Pinta Young Master Marcelino whose effect is more to order.

"Master first."

"Rose, don't provoke my anger. Speak up!" Pinta Young Master Marcelino once again with a clearer emphasis.

"Should .. do that?" rose asked slightly stuttered.

"Then?"

"I'll find a way."

Stop chatting for a moment, Rose undressed just like that in front of Young Master Marcelino. At first Young Master Marcelino was indifferent, but when Rose slowly opened her bra and panties, Young Master Marcelino reacted.

"Can you not be naked in front of me, Rose? There's a bathroom, why not just in there." Young Master Marcelino's protest that Rose responded to.

"Haha ... Mr ... Mr. .. Why is it? You are not interested either, I want to be naked or nothing at all means nothing to you. Didn't you?"

"Chih ...! How dare you, Rose. Yes, I'm not interested but not here you open it all. My eyes are so stained to see the sight of your body that it has no interest at all."

Rose then walked into the bathroom with quick steps.

Goddamnit! She was naked twice in front of me. Wait, but why am I protesting? Shouldn't that bother me at all? Phew ...! Suddenly I remembered Shame.

Previously in a hotel room ...

Just as Shame arrived at the hotel room, Young Master Marcelino had already greeted her with a hot kiss on Shame's lips. The man is indeed very handsome, his body is also athletic, looks smooth and looks like a real man. In fact, it was just an outer wrap, who knew that two men with equally good bodies turned out to be Gay.

"Hey, really Miss You ...!"

"Yeah, Miss you too love ..."

The two clenched, sharing the air through a kiss. Young Master Marcelino pushed Shame to the wall. Their breath is increasingly hunting as the game increases they do.

Until the two let their guard down, tired and lying on the bed bathed in sweat on the body of the boxes. Let's just say they just finished doing a sport that drains sweat.

Shame and Young Master Marcelino were actually in the same class in high school. Shame is a person who often gets less pleasant treatment from his male classmates. Young Master Marcelino appears like a hero in Shame's eyes.

Young Master Marcelino will appear once Shame gets violent. Young Master Marcelino did not hesitate to beat up all the boys who dared to Shame. It began from there that interest began to be present. Shame, who was initially weak, was slowly trained in hard sports and martial arts by Young Master Marcelino.

Shame was getting more and more amazed every day, Young Master Marcelino was present as a savior at any moment. From that closeness, Young Master Marcelino will be protective when Shame is close to anyone. And vice versa. Then something unexpected happened, on their side of martial arts training, Shame managed to subvert Young Master Marcelino.

Some time they were in a position where Young Master Marcelino was below and Shame was above. Then it happened very quickly, Young Master Marcelino raised his head and kissed Shame's lips at that time.

Shame glared as soon as it got the attack. Quiet for a while, wanting to resist but feeling comfort. Shame is lulled, both lulled until they become embroiled in an unusual scandal over the years.

The Great Lord Mafioso knows everything, Shame is banished from the island and excommunicated somewhere. While Young Master Marcelino was born living on the island in his solitude.

A few years later, it was heard that Shame had completed his sentence. But Young Master Marcelino is not free. Many women became victims of his inattention. Anyone who dares to enter his room is not reluctant to be treated harshly.

Young Master Marcelino can't change either, the women are mostly fish food in the sea. Rose was the last woman that Great Lord Mafioso had given her. Luckily, Young Master Marcelino seemed to have a match in terms of goals. Rose is a smart man, able to influence the mind of Young Master Marcelino to be willing to obey all the ideas that work in the head of the woman.

Then, here they are now. Stuck from the plans they made themselves. Just a Boomerang.

**SON?

THE KID?

THE KID?

NOT POSSIBLE**!

That one thing is bothering Young Master Marcelino even more. Is it possible to have children without having to relate?