THE MAFIA!

Chapter 161

It is worth admitting, anyone can not resist the presence of a Michael Xavier. The almost perfect man that ever existed. Men with a million alluring charms, especially for women.

Which woman could resist her good looks? Even men can be inferior to compete with him.

Who can deny the wealth of a Michael Xavier? Treasures abound. Just sit back, the money will come by itself.

Which woman could refuse to become Madame Xavier?

Unasked, they will bow their knees before the Mafia.

Decades ago, a Michael Xavier dabbled in the dark world of the Mafia. Crashing every enemy who alternately tries to tear down the throne of Black Hold.

And now, for the umpteenth time he must reject the presence of another seductive woman. Michael could've wiped them out, but he wasn't the Mafia who would have easily wiped out a woman.

"Good night, Mister!" sapa Takara looked down respectfully at the three handsome men in the gazebo.

All just glanced at it, without a single person intending to answer Takara's greetings. No exception Jack. The man had long been reluctant to deal with the opposite sex. His marriage to Gia, can even be said to be a miracle.

The girl carried a wooden tray in her hand. On it was a teapot and three small cups made of the same.

"That cold night, the freshest tea, sir!" takara said confidently. He placed the tray in the middle of the gazebo. "This is a tea I brought from Japan, it's called Sencha tea. Very suitable as a substitute for coffee." explained Takara smiling.

But three handsome pris, just kem

bali glanced, without any intention to try let alone enjoy the tea made by Takara.

Unyielding, Takara poured the tea from the teapot into three small cups. And put them near each one.

Instead of the response about the tea that Takara got, it was a small chat from the Mafia itself.

"Jio does deserve to be the crown prince of Black Hold!" his Darrel.

"Your son will also grow as great as you!" reply Michael to his best friend and brother-in-law.

"Hm!" darrel replied with confidence.

Takara swallowed the disappointment. It's as difficult as approaching important people as they are. Though Takara had dressed up neatly, beautiful and quite charming that night.

"Whoever forges knowledge in this temple must come out as a hero!" sahut Takara's. "Just like Mr. Michael Xavier, the Legend!" he continued to be proud to look at the Mafia.

Michael just tilted his lips. Without a smile, let alone a reply. While Darrel and Jack, only glance at the uncomfortable Takara that they think is not shameless.

The night is getting late, because the first day, then the young people are given an early break.

Darrel and Jack, they're already asleep in one of the rooms on the 2nd floor, which is ready to sleep for guests. As for Michael, the man was still standing in front of the room. Lean on the wooden fence, staring at the night sky that looks very wide.

He painted Chania's smile there, then followed it with the smiles of their love.

Longing to be in the chest. Meronta wants to be soon rediscovered with a love of heart that grows accidentally.

If it is turned back, it will always remember. If their story is not as smooth as the love story in general. Everything that grows between them, is derived from accident.

Grapp's!

Suddenly Michael looked back, aiming his beloved Glock weapon right where he felt the air moving there. Feeling that there is a threat, then the favorite weapon will always be the main threat to the enemies.

The filling is never wrong. There, right du meter behind her, the silhouette of a woman's body stood up gracefully. He brought two cups of coffee.

"Not sleeping, sir?" takara smiled sweetly.

"It's none of your business!" michael replied still with a weapon pointing towards Takara's head.

Instead of being afraid, Takara stepped forward. It erodes the distance between the two. Put two cups of coffee. And Takara boldly closed the bullet hole with his hand, pointing the weapon down. And back into the storage.

"I'm not that dangerous to hurt you, sir." said Takara softly.

Michael took a long breath. He lyrics Takara who dressed in a long kimono but quite thin. Even the underwear line, could be clearly seen. Two mounds as if deliberately made to pop out. Challenging anyone's eyes to look at him.

"We better have a casual chat!" sahut Takara follows the way Michael stood as he was. Facing the sky with his hands leaning against the wooden fence.

While Michael was still staring confusedly at Takara. Can you dress like that in the temple? as he remembered, it was not allowed to dress like that, especially for a teacher.

"Why, Master?" takara looked at Michael.

Michael just shakes a glance. And turn your face away from Takara.

"Jia and Jio are so excited huh, Mister?" ask Takara without hesitation. "Young people are always more excited!" continued.

Michael glanced cynically at Takara.

"If Mr. Michael is 41, what age is your wife?" ask again. "Or are you your age?"

"35!" michael answered flat.

"What do you remember at the age of your 28-year-old wife like me?"

"All I remember is that she was always beautiful!"

Takara nodded in understanding. His efforts made Michael glance at his cleavage failed. Because Michael didn't look at it one bit.

Finally he picked up his coffee, "Try a little, Mister!"

Michael shook his head. But Takara continued to force, and a drop of coffee managed to get into Michael's throat.

Takara smiled meaningfully.

"Must have you not met your wife for two nights?"

"Hemm.." replied Michael frowning. There was something a little strange in his body.

Quickly - quickly Michael compartmentalized his mobile phone, tried to contact Jack, but failed.

Takara smiled more and more, "Master why?" takara asked touching Michael's branch. Back on purpose he opened the hemisphere of the kimono wider. Shows challenging chewy objects.

Michael glanced at it unintentionally, and his body felt increasingly strange. He shakes his head to the right and to the left. Seeking more awareness.

"Master?" call Takara again. This time his smile expanded, he knew Michael had reacted. He had to fish deeper.

Takara took one of Michael's hands, and he deliberately placed it on the right side of his chest. Moving the back of Michael's hand, to squeeze his chest.

Michael who is in the subconscious only follows Takara's direction.

"Master want two?" ask Takara. Without waiting for an answer, Takara immediately took one of Michael's hands, and placed it on the other chest. This time, he got rid of the kimono cloth that was blocking.

Takara moved Michael's hand to squeeze his breasts. Michael opened his eyes at a glance, he saw his hand that was being***** -******the chewy thing he remembered belonged to his wife.

Takara smiled with satisfaction. Time to get into the next round. Think Takara.

Takara slowly pulled Michael's body towards the back of the temple, where Takara's master's room was there.

Takara kept making Michael squeeze two of his breasts. So that Michael doesn't lose his will.

They arrived at the front door of a room. That's Takara's room. Takara opened the door, bringing Michael into his room. And he locked the room meeting.

He immediately took off his kimono. Take off that thin cloth. He had also removed the br* hook in the back, until the two breasts were now free. Can be freely played Michael who burned desire.

When Takara tried to remove the buttons on Michael's shirt, then the unexpected happened. Out of reason, I did not expect it to be like that.

"You think I'm affected by your medicine!" hentak Michael takes the glock without Takara knowing. Directing the weapon right on Takara's forehead.

Sontak Takara almost jumped. But finally his half-naked body just froze.

"I just don't want Shifu's students to see the ridiculous thing you're doing! so I let you take me to this room!" said Michael.

"What do you mean, sir?"

Braakk!

The door opened forcibly from the outside. Shifu, Jack and Dimitri stand haughtily out there.

"You must be punished!" shifu.

Takara is not struggling, he has been caught flirting with Michael Xavier.

***

"Be my strong sons and daughters!" michael said to Jio and Jia!"

"Yes, Daddy!" answer the two simultaneously.

The night has passed, Michael and his entourage must return to Rome. Leaving the temple, Michael and the others glanced towards the waterfall.

Down there, 28-year-old women are in the soak for seven days and seven nights. Undertook the punishment of a teacher, for violating the rules of the temple. Tempting guests.

Michael snickered the woman. His cold face did not disappear in the least while glancing down there.

"How does it feel?" goda Darrell. "Your hand hasn't touched another fruit in a long time?" god again.

Jack smelled a smile on his lips. Remember who Michael used to be.

"F*ck!" hiss Michael.

While Darrel giggled at Michael's annoyed expression.

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