The Daughter Of Mafia Queen

Chapter 112: SECRET, VALENTINE

Nara Alona's. Well, the girl survived, but was in a state of deep depression. It all started after the abuse that happened to the teenager. A terrible and unforgettable event. On the night of the suicide attempt, Queen's men come to execute her.

Not to destroy, but to save. However, no one knows. If it's a long night. After struggling to make a fake death letter as well as an extraordinary funeral process. Asfa gives the order to take Nara to the safest place as a witness.

The girl who has evidence and also keeps some secrets about the lives of some important people. Those at Regal Academy, but the girl had to experience a lot of pain. His late actions sacrifice the unprotected Nara.

The teenager's body shivered violently considering everything he had gone through. Really can't live his life anymore. Instead of him feeling pain, his soul was more shaken. However, one thing Nara realized. That's right said the woman in front of him. If there are people out there expecting him back.

Not without reason he sometimes gave up, but his spirit rose again. All because the ears are always listening, how Rose struggles to get justice in her case. He can't see. Just hear and feel what is going on out there.

However, the people around him will provide so much information without one being missed. Nara lowered her head regretfully, "I'm sorry, I. Really I don't mean to put your daughter in agony."

"It's okay. Now, I want, you stay calm and continue the treatment. Remember one thing, everything that is a secret will be revealed after a few days. Duke, please take care of Nara because I have to go back to the city." Ask Asfa, then leave the teenager's treatment room.

This is a new home for Nara Alona who is in the middle of the hills with soothing air. Accompanied by the entire medical team who were always with him, even he was always guarded for 24 hours during this time. However, this one truth can change everything. Asfa deliberately let the girl stay under his watch.

Everyone who looks after the teenager is their best. There will be no traitor among them. Now all you have to do is start the game. Of course with people who are in the dark circles. The game will soon begin with an announcement that will surely leave everyone dumbfounded.

For a moment his steps stopped. Circulating view enjoying the natural scenery. What is lacking in his life? Nothing, not even everything he could have. But all of that means nothing. When he saw the princess had to fight hard here and there just for the truth.

I want to feel like sitting together. Then talk about it from one thing to another, only to explain that everything exists only in wishful thinking. That fact, not as I thought. Will Rose not be hurt?

The human ego will always question right and wrong. Moreover, if it does not match the expectations they want. It is the same with emotions that cannot always be controlled. Despite having a high level of control.

The abuse case is real. However, Nara Alona can still be saved. Now only he is responsible for everything that will happen. Whether he should tell his daughter the truth first or let the princess get the answers to all the questions in the game later. Dilemmas.

For the first time. Asfa worries in taste, emotion, ego, leadership, power and surrender. Trying to understand the path that is his choice. Weight, not only in the mind, but also become a burden on the heart.

This game will be the end of it all. Well, I'm ready to end all the stories that started with myself. Welcome the game. Truth or dare.~batin Asfa, then open the car door.

Today, the hidden truth begins to manifest itself. Not in the name of fate, but only the plans of a Queen. What is invisible to others. The woman looked through many scattered eyes. This is no ordinary hide-and-seek game. A life that keeps rolling. In fact, it made Asfa increasingly learn trickery tactics to reveal hidden secrets.

The ever-spinning time wheel picks up day, and night. It didn't feel like a week after the golden ticket was handed out. The time specified only counts the hours. Plans can change, but not with the intention of the mastermind.

Monday, fourteen February. Day valentines. Where people celebrate by giving chocolate or a flower as a sign of love. Today, special couriers have started their work. According to the address that will get a free ticket in order to follow the best game of the year.

A pizza courier provided free service with an on-site demo, making the family enjoy a valentine's day with untold excitement. Without them knowing. One of the couriers put a valentine gift in the room of his father and daughter while everyone was busy.

The House of Mr. Atmadja.

Pleasure is a blessing. That one man, did not have the shame to bring a mercenary woman as a lustful gratifier. Beautiful woman with the best service in bed. A job that can make a lot of money in one game. However, he came only to do his duty from the ruler of the streets.

The House of the Rector of Vishnu.

Treasure is everything. A man who gains the confidence to become the head of the rector, but instead uses the position to fulfill all his greedy desires. Like valentine's day. The man, however, did not want to pay the wages of the workers who had completed the task of cleaning the jammed sewer lines. Indeed he is stingy, to get a rough swearing.

Each gold ticket owner will get a valentine experience in accordance with their own hopes and dreams. Everything has been adjusted as it should. No one will lose on this special day. Except for one who chose to sit beside the tomb praying for a long-lost friend.

Rose Qiara Salsabila's. The blue-eyed girl, celebrating valentine's day by sprinkling roses over the navel. It's not just that. Rose also repeated her promise. Just like the promise after Nara was mummified. A voice that tipped with a stifling taste. This is not the end, but a new beginning for justice.

"I Rose Qiara Salsabila Luxifer promised to avenge all your pain and tears Nara Alona. It's a Queen Asfa Luxifer's daughter's promise." A cry with the same pulse, made a stream of tears greet both of his cheeks.

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While waiting up, yuk kepoin by temen othoor. Spread your spirits.

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