THE DESIRE OF MR. MAFIA

CHAPTER 3. HORRIFIED BY _HTM

Devano opened the flower-patterned curtains and wide windows. So that the morning air and sunlight freely enter the room. Alya squirmed, then opened her eyes slowly.

"Finally you're aware too, you intruder!" it's just troublesome." said the big-nosed man.

Alya massaged her forehead that felt dizzy.all over her body was still painful.

"Oh I'm still in the world" he muttered but could still be heard by Devano standing on his right side.

"Where do you think you are?"

"In the Hereafter." answered Alya accordingly.

Devano. "Actually we wanted to send you there right away, but Mr. Murano changed his mind he wanted to play games with you first."

Alya sighs. "Life has played a lot of tricks on me." his eyes glared at the ceiling of the room.

"Playing around according to Mr. Murano's dictionary is physical and mental torture in other words you will die slowly" said Devano

"Does he have the heart to torture a weak woman like me?"

"He had no pity." arrived

someone knocked on the door a few times.

"Come in." cried Devano.

A man wearing a chef's signature outfit complete with his long hat, walked in while pushing a trolley. The top contains food and a glass of water. The fragrant aroma of food provoked the worms in Alya's stomach thrashing her right.

Alya's eyes were fixed on the food. He bit his lower lip.

The forty-eight-year-old man smiled amiably. Of the few men Alya had met at Murano's house, the chef-dressed man who was being friendly. The shady face reminded Alya of her late father.

"Do you want to eat now, miss?"

Alya smiled. Just this time called Miss. "Yes, I'm so hungry." Alya rubbed her flat stomach.

"I'll help you. Mr. Barco helped Alya sit down. When Alya was comfortable, the good man put the tray with food on Alya's lap.

"Thank you Sir." Alya's eyes sparkled. The food in front of him looks delicious.

"Call me Barco, I'll deliver you some food, miss."

"Call me Alya, no need for any ladies, Alya said, shaking her hand.

"Alright." replied Barco with a smile

"Eat slowly, don't try to escape again." Devano gave a stern warning. Devano and barco left

****

The view from the balcony of the room, there were three bodyguards standing guard just below his room which was on the floor. It's been two weeks Alya's been locked up here, it's much better than being tied up in a warehouse. However, still the sad-faced woman was confused there was no clarity of fate. Is here he has to work or what.

Alya remembered her family in Painting. "How are they doing now? do they eat well?" Alya wiped her tears, as barco came to bring her breakfast.

"What's wrong?" tannya

"Remember the family in painting Mr. Barco." replied Alya.

"May I ask you a few things sir?"

"Please ask what?" Mr. Barco moved food and drinks from the trolley to a round-shaped table on the balcony. "About what?"

"About Mr. Murano." somewhat hesitantly Alya said it.

"Sir barco thought for a moment. "If it's about that, just inside. Afraid of hearing the bodyguard downstairs, the business could be serious."Mr. Barko said half a whisper.

Alya nodded in understanding. They sat on a long sofa. "What does Mr Murano do so that he is so rich and powerful?"

"Mr Murano he's got a lot of business both legal and illegal. He is also close to the police and officials of this country.

"Is Mr Murano really that cruel?

Mr. Barco crossed his legs. "Every human being has two sides. The good side and the evil side. Mr. Murano doesn't like lies and traitors. If you meet someone like that, just get ready to receive a sadistic punishment." Mr. Barco is fingerprinting

"Does Mr Murano really hate women?"

"Yes, but I don't know the exact reason." Mr. Barco changed his seat. You're the only woman in this house

Barco frowned.

"Humm.there were about one hundred and fifty people and were divided into 4 groups. There are also elite bodyguards, who follow Mr. Murano wherever he goes. Chairman Mr. Devano."

Alya mangosteen heard Mr. Barco's explanation. Then Mr. Barco resigned because he had to do something else.

***

Alya woke up when she heard the sound of dog barking and someone shouting.

Alya looked at the round-shaped clock attached to the wall, still showing at two in the morning. Fiercest voices were heard. Alya peeked, The young lady was curious and decided to take a peek.

He opened the window and looked out of the balcony. Mister Murano, Devano, and the other bodyguards stood around the enormous, iron-tested box. Inside the box were three huge dogs. Dogs barking. Alya saw a man prostrating at the feet of Mr. Murano.

"What's going on? ask in the heart.

The two bodyguards carrying the man whose hands were handcuffed. The man whose face was battered was thrashing and shouting apologise and mercy. The next incident was really terrible.

The poor man was put in a box containing 3 hungry wild dogs. Alya shouted hysterically seeing the man in the shredding of the three dogs. The sound of Alya's cry, attracted the attention of Master Murano and the others. They looked up and looked at Alya with a terrifying gaze.

Alya rushed into the room and closed the window tightly. His heart is beating fast. She covered her face with both hands, and cried. "The basis of man is cruel, mad, has no conscience." he wrote.

"The man's scream of pain slowly disappeared, changed by the barking of a dog that might already feel full, after eating a human. Alya can't sleep. The man's screams were still ringing in his ears. This was the most terrifying event he had witnessed firsthand.

"Oh my God, will I be treated like that too?"

***

The morning came, Alya was not excited. He was still struggling with the blanket. Alya was stunned as the door of her room opened. A young man dressed as Mr. Barco came in while pushing the trolley.

"Where's Mr Barco?" tannya

"He was on leave for 2 weeks, because his son was sick and had to be operated on." replied the man with a sour face, making Alya not ask again.

The man left without saying goodbye. Alya sat on the edge of the bed staring at the food on the maja the little guy on the left side of his bed. Today's menu looks delicious. But Alya had absolutely no intention of eating it.

In the afternoon, Devano came to Alya's room, after receiving a report from a substitute man, Mr. Barco, that Alya would not eat.

"Why don't you want to eat?" ask him with a snarl.

"Don't answer Alya's eyes instead focus on Devano's bandaged right hand

"What's wrong with your hand?"

"Being hit by a gunshot wound" Devano replied

"Why don't you want to eat? He asked back.

Alya stood up and brushed her long hair.

"Earlier events made me nauseous." Alys sat in front of the dresser. His eyes are black and the bottom of his eyes are black.

"You are really cruel, crazy, and inhuman." - Alya.

"Traitor deserves to die." said Devano.

"But what does it have to be like that? "Am I going to be treated like that?" alya pox.

Devano smiled cunningly. "It all depends on Mr. Murano's mood."

"Crazy." said Alya.

Devano approached Alya and bowed. Their faces were so close that they could feel each other breathing.

"Eat or you'll make dog food!"

Alya gulped. He was eager to slap the handsome-looking man. After Devano left the room, Alya forced herself to eat. Sometimes he feels nauseous and wants to vomit.

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