
Orlando crawled limped because of a lash from someone. Fresh blood seeped out from his clothes. The person in charge just sat cross-legged gracefully on the chair. Wearing open clothes, her face was smooth and very beautiful. Her body is so sexy and beautiful. She's Clarisa, Orlando's mother.
The whip continued to be flashed repeatedly until he was satisfied. What a fate for that ten-year-old little man. There was no place for perfect love.
The cigar, held repeatedly, was thrust into Orlando's skin and screamed loudly.
"Aarrrggggg. stop, Mom." Orlando's sobs sounded clear. "I won't stop, because you look like him. The one I hate. Listen, Baj*ngan. Every look on your face feels like my chest is tight. You have to keep this pain in mind. No one will love you!! Because I wasn't expected.
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A thread of sweat came out so saha at Olrando's temple. His face shook to and fro trying to wake up. Thanks to a pat from someone he finally woke up as well.
"Nightmare, again..?" Anastasya gave a tissue to Orlando who was still panting because of the dream. Shit, since Keysara does not exist, the dream strikes again. He did not want his sleep disturbed because of the woman.
"We're going to land, Lando." The jet that was floating in the air descended slowly on the field. There are two cars ready there.
Orlando hopes Dion will come. In fact, that man does not exist. Where the hell's he going? That ke*rat must be responsible for all his treason.
Jet lands in the field. Orlando and Anastasya went down and were greeted by the men.
"Welcome, sir," he said bowing respectfully in unison. Orlando's hand raised a sign of receiving a welcome. Then they stood up straight.
"Alan!!" shout Orlando. Alan who was called forward. "Where is he?" tanyanya while walking towards the car and Anastasya has entered the other car.
"Dion is in a meeting, sir. The elders make it difficult for him." Still in a state of silence. Orlando got in the car with Alan.
"Why can't his phone be reached?" Alan the eighth, the article since the meeting was indeed Dion's phone could not be contacted. He also did not stay silent to detect it.
The sound of knocking on the car door made Orlando turn his head in that direction. There was Kelvin standing there smiling.
"Send him in front!" Alan exited the car telling Kelvin to get inside. "Dion mobile phone detection. Kelvin was on assignment from Orlando. Suddenly, the man's phone rang. He immediately lifted it.
"Say, Mike."
"Sir, Dion is in Lyon. It seems, the business there is done." Hearing that information made Orlando's blood boil. Then he turned off his phone. "Turn around, get the jet ready. We're going to Lyon now."
Orlando's sour face was clearly imprinted there. Dion was really playing him. Why didn't he tell me his business was done? And why is he in Lyon where the arms deal is?
Meanwhile, Dion was standing on the edge of the Shungai Rhone staring at the beauty of the old city there. He pulled out a personal phone checking the incoming messages. However, not a single notification was listed there. The man was convinced that Daniel had succeeded in taking them both away. And Orlando must have noticed.
"He's in Ukraine. I'm sure I'll be nearing me soon. Dion deliberately made Orlando shift his attention. He's been thinking about this. Weapons deals and also the twins' departure.
That man will definitely put Keysara first over the others. And he believes that the problem of gun transactions will be handled by Mike or Anastasya.
"So, you're hiding here, Dion." The words of someone successful made him look. He found Mike standing there with some men.
"Your phone can't be contacted. And sir is looking for you. You've come home but didn't tell her."
Dion didn't expect that Mike would find him first. Though the weapons transaction is located very far from where it currently exists.
"Yes, I just want to walk. How's the weapon transaction going?" ask Dion calmly.
"Thanks someone. We're dealing with the police. Fortunately, they were able to work together." Mike's words are an allusion to Dion. "Let's go home, Dion," took the man as he walked towards her.
As far as Dion runs, Orlando will find him. If he were to escape now, it would certainly complicate things. "Why silence?" mike asked, looking at the man closely.
Dion smiled, "We go together." Mike was a little flinched. If only Dion had refused, the bullet would have been lodged in his body.
It was clear that the man was very calm, making Mike furious. The sound of gunfire from afar hit Dion's shoulder arrived - arriving to retreat backwards and then freefall down.
Mike shouted loudly to reach Dion. "Who's gonna shoot him? And also call the rescue team."
It was hard for Mike to get information about Dion's whereabouts. And now, it had just disappeared before his eyes.
"Sir, we've brought in the man who shot Mr. Dion" said one of Mike's subordinates who dragged someone along.
"You!!" peekkit Mike's. It was impossible for people to be caught so easily. "F*ck, what does your master want?" ask her while pulling the collar of the person.
"Well, I just need to shoot him. He fell and washed away. Then.. die," he said lightly.
"You never change, Robert. It sucks. Come to deliver life so easily. What's your purpose?" Mike knows Robert a lot because they grew up together. Although their master is hostile, but honestly the hearts of both are reluctant to follow the flow of the boss game.
One of Mike's men ran away in shock - gopoh. "Sir, we didn't find it."
Mike rubbed his hair rough looking at Robert who was grinning. "Leave us alone. I want to talk to him." As per the orders of the superior, everyone left the two of them.
"Say, Robert." Mike could not help his curiosity about the man's purpose.
Robert walked forward facing Mike. "He wants your master to suffer with the girl's passing. He's taken a step forward, Mike."
"Should have been, you didn't shoot him. Actually, who are you working with? The old man?" Robert smiled grinningly at Mike with a cold look. "He is safe. Your master will get a great reward. As long as you have patience."
Come on, Robert's enigmatic babble makes him sick. Losing Dion this time would definitely be exposed to a scapegoat. He should be ready to be tortured.
Robert leaves Mike alone full of question marks. He had to inform Orlando of this incident. I don't know what the record will be, the man doesn't know. It's time to go back to reporting to the tyranny.