The Lady of the Mafia

Jordan Research

Moments later, Leona finished her dinner. Leona moved from her seat to return to the room.

Jordan clasped Leona's hand quickly and pulled her back into her seat.

“Where are you?” jordan asked with a cold face. It was quite different when compared to the previous facial expressions.

“I want to go back to the room,” replied Leona with an innocent face.

“Cute with me.” Jordan got up from the chair and pulled Leona's hand. The man took Leona into his private room.

Leona could only remain silent without a word. He wants to protest. But Jordan's strength has not been defeated. If you decide to fight again, of course Leona will lose. In addition, now he does not know what the main purpose of Jordan is present in his life.

Leona just looked at the room carefully. A room that is not too large. In a large cupboard, neatly arranged a variety of alcohol*drinks. There is a mini bar table in front of the closet. The mini bar table, it looks simple and very elegant. Some stemmed glasses neatly arranged there.

“You want to drink, Leona?” hail Jordan with a smile. Jordan walked towards the refrigerator. The man wanted to give Leona a canned drink initially.

Leona nodded slowly, “Of course. Is not a drink like this very delicious,” said Leona while paying attention to the row of alcoholic beverages in front of her.

Jordan laughed a little. The man nodded slowly. He abandoned his intention to take a canned drink. Jordan took a bottle of red wine and poured the alcoholic beverage into two empty glasses. Jordan gives Leona a glass of red wine. The man sat next to Leona. He looked at Leona's face carefully before gulping down his drink.

Leona went back to silence and gulped down the drink slowly before putting her glass on the table. Leona moved off the sofa. He walked slowly to a bookcase.

“Do you like reading?” leona asked while looking at Jordan's book collection.

“Yes, I really like reading books.” Jordan Closer to Leona, “This is my favorite book.” Jordan thrusts a book in front of Leona.

“I don't like to read,” replied Leona. The woman rejected Jordan's offer and walked towards the sofa again. Leona dropped her body on the red sofa, “This place is very comfortable,” Leona said while sitting leaning in a very comfortable position.

Jordan again put down the book, folded his hands and watched Leona from a distance.

“Leona, tell me about you!” jordan said with a curious face.

“My opponent?” Leona pointed to herself.

“Ya, about your life.” Jordan walked towards the same sofa as Leona. The man sat in a comfortable position. He noticed Leona's clear face thinking hard to answer her question.

“Nothing to tell, all mediocre,” replied Leona smiling sweetly. The woman threw her gaze in the other direction.

“Do you work?” Jordan is increasingly interested in discussing Leona's personal life. So far no one has managed to know Leona's background. Just by asking the person directly, so Jordan can find out Leona's life.

“Do you have family?” asked Jordan without looking. The man recalled the subordinates he sent to investigate Leona's life. No one knows the origin of Leona.

“I don't really like telling my life,” replied Leona quietly.

“Ok, okay. I won't discuss that anymore.” Jordan leaned against his body, “Why did that guy want to shoot you?” jordan said as he recalled the two men who pointed their guns at Leona this afternoon.

“I don't know,” replied Leona quickly.

“Leona, have you ever heard of a mafia gang?” Jordan stared intently at Leona.

“Because, I've seen such a movie several times,” Leona replied casually. Of course it wasn't that easy for Leona to unlock her identity. What else is the term keceplosan. That's not possible.

Jordan laughed out loud, Leona's innocent reply, making her heart so amused. Though his initial intention, Jordan wants Leona to be honest over the mafia gang that he now leads. Not getting the appropriate answer, instead the man was made to laugh funny by Leona.

“I asked in the real world, Leona. Mafia in the real world,” Jordan said again with a small laugh on his lips.

“What mafia is in the real world?” leona answered with a confused face.

“Sure there. Do you want to see it?” Jordan drew his face closer in front of Leona.

“Where can I find it?” ask Leona plain.

“Here, in front of you. I'm the leader of the Gold Dragon mafia gang, Leona.” Jordan's gaze turned cold. “I'm Oliver,” Jordan said again to make sure that Leona really does not know the Gold Dragon mafia owned by her cousin, Oliver.

“You're a mafia?” leona asked with both eyes filled with search.

“Are you scared, Leona?” asked Jordan with raised eyebrows.

Leona was silent for a moment to clear her mind. Looked at Jordan's face and watched him closely. “What's the purpose of telling me his current identity?” leona murmured in the heart. “I'm not afraid,” replied Leona briefly.

“Thank you, because you're not afraid. Now you can go back to the room,” Jordan said before turning his eyes. The man was seen closing his eyes with a very calm face. Like a cop who just finished interrogating a suspect.

Without long waiting, after hearing Jordan's words. Leona left the room. Leona did not say a word anymore. So did Jordan. Jordan closed his eyes. He opened his eyes when he knew Leona was away. The man noticed Leona's back disappearing behind the door.

Jordan laughed again as he recalled Leona's reply, “He can act so innocently. It was quite difficult to lure him into speaking honestly.” Jordan stretches his hands out on the couch, “I'm sorry Jordan, Uncle Luke. This time Jordan was forced to borrow the name of your mafia gang to ensnare the woman who had made Jordan fall in love,” Jordan said slowly before closing her eyes again.

Leona walked up the stairs. He surrendered. There was no reproach at all for him to run away from that magnificent and luxurious house. “I'll think of a way to escape tomorrow morning. Tonight I'd better give up and take refuge in this house. I am also very sure that Zean will definitely investigate the old man's killer,” Leona muttered inwardly.