The False Bride of the Mafia

Chapter 1: The Beginning of the Meeting

The air tonight is much colder than the night before. As usual, Nara came home holding a parcel in both hands. Not something valuable especially luxury items with fantastic value. Only something can fill his stomach when he is hungry.

Coming home late at night has been a routine for a few days. The beautiful mixed-blood girl is an intern at a large hospital in Seoul.

Nara just call her name. Nara is not a girl who comes from a simple family let alone a less capable family. Because in reality, she was a big Miss from a famous family. His family is a conglomerate that is included in the top 10 richest people in Asia.

Although born as a wealthy family, but Nara never feel proud let alone boasting all that he has. The beautiful girl prefers to live independently and mingle with people from the lower middle class.

There was no prohibition from his family when Nara decided to live independently with money from his efforts, his father was proud of his youngest daughter. Because he has such a broad mind and a great sense of responsibility compared to his brothers.

"Of!!"

Almost Nara fell down when accidentally her foot hit something. His eyes widened when he saw a young man lying in a state of blood in front of the fence of his house.

"Kkkiyya... The bodies!!" The girl was screaming hysterically.

Just now Nara was about to run inside, but the moaning sound of pain made her realize, if in fact the person was still alive and not dead.

Nara blames the flashlight on her phone to make sure the person's condition. And sure enough, he was still breathing even though his breathing was weak and disjointed. Without wasting much time, he immediately let the foreign man into his house.

Arriving inside. Nara immediately laid the person on the bed in the guest room. The wound was almost all over his body, and the most severe was a wound on his left abdomen that looked like a gunshot wound. It didn't look like what he looked like, as part of his face was covered in blood.

And the first thing Nara did was take out the bullet in her left abdomen before touching the other wound because it was the worst. This man could have lost his life if the bullet hadn't been ejected and his stomach bleeding hadn't been stopped immediately.

"Uhhh..."

A groan of pain came back from between his clenched lips. Every now and then Nara cleaned the sweat on her forehead, from her moans it was obvious that she was suffering a lot. And as much as possible Nara tried to save his life.

Almost thirty minutes. Eventually the bullet managed to get Nara out of the man's stomach. His bleeding was also stopped, his wound was also covered with bandages.

Then he turned to the wounds on his face, shoulders and arms. Nara had no idea what had happened to this young man to the point that he could be severely injured. And Nara admitted that if she had strong endurance, if it was an ordinary person, it might have gone without this kind of wound.

"SENIOR?!" and Nara screeched as tight as she could after that handsome face had been cleared of bloodstains. Nara knew that face very well, she was her senior guide in the hospital.

After cleaning his wounds. Then Nara covered it with a bandage. A bandage appears to encircle his head, another bandage covers the injury to his left eye, cheek, shoulder and arm.

Nara looked at the young man with a smile. He really did not know what really happened to his senior so he could get seriously injured. And those injuries certainly take time to heal completely. Especially the wound on his stomach and the injury to his left eye. Nara herself did not know, the wound could be fatal to her eyesight or not.

Let the young man rest. Nara stepped out of the room. He was hungry because he missed his dinner for a few hours.

And before preparing dinner for herself, Nara decided to take a bath first. His body felt sticky and uncomfortable.

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One of the three men shook in frustration. "Not yet, only his car was burned. But we did not find the body of the Young Master in the car. So we don't know if Young Master is alive or dead."

"Oh, so you're praying my cousin dies?!" the man was full of emotion.

"No!! I'm just saying that we didn't find his body there, so we don't know if he's alive or dead!!"

The man ruffled his black hair in frustration. If only he hadn't let her go alone. This kind of disaster will not happen. "Zian Lu, where are you really?!" The man half muttered.

"Why are you still here?! Find me again until we meet!!"

"Baa..Okay, Mr."

"Basstupid to all of you, why have no people even useful!!" The man was angry.

After the three of them left. The man got into his car. And the luxury sedan began to drive away from the location where Zian's car was burned to the ground. In his heart he hoped, may his cousin still be alive and well.

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The news of Zian's disappearance has reached Devan's ears. The young man who works as a doctor certainly becomes very anxious. Devan is afraid that bad things will happen to Zian, especially if he knows that his sister has many enemies scattered everywhere.

Devan raised his head to hear the footsteps of someone who came. A man in the same white suit seemed to be standing in front of him. "Why not go home? Another overtime?" Reprove the man.

Devan nodded. "Tonight Doctor Wang was absent due to lack of feeling well, and I'm here to replace him."

"Then why do you look riled up? Did something happen?" Ask the man to make sure.

Devan nodded. Then he told Zian about the sudden disappearance of his good friend.

He suggested that Devan report to the police, but he refused. Because Devan knows that Zian hates the police, and Zian can hate him even more if he finds out he has involved the police in his affairs. So Devan decides not to involve the police in Zian's disappearance.

And Zian will entrust this matter to Alex and his men. Because he knew that his cousin's brother was always reliable. And Alex couldn't possibly have stayed silent given how much he loved Zian.

"You better pray a lot for your sister to be okay. I go home first, if you're tired you better ask another doctor to take your place" the man patted Devan on the shoulder and left.

Devan is a workaholic, so it's only natural that he doesn't refuse when someone asks him to replace his picket schedule. Moreover, Devan loves his profession very much.

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Seriate.