THE MAFIA!

Chapter 20's

Chania is in the same position. Positions that are very difficult to speak, even breathe. He has trouble just defending himself.

His neck hurt so much, Michael's burly fingers so strongly pounced on his neck. Until the red hue began to emerge from the white skin.

Chania's breathing began to wail, and only tears could she let out to signal to Michael that she was no longer able to hold her breath.

Or even life was at the end of his head, so difficult he moved. He closed his eyes, until more and more tears were shed without a sound.

Unstoppable anger still controls the entire body of the Mafia. But a moment later he loosened the grip of his hand as Chania's tears flowed and fell on his hand.

Sensing another sigh in his body, he thrust Chania's neck towards the bed very roughly. Chania falls with pain in her neck. Fortunately, his body fell on a soft bed.

"Huh.huh.huh!" chania's breath gasped in the ocean with her soft stuffing.

"Say, motherfucker! why are you lying to me!" hardik Michael with a sharp look at Chania who was still looking down without daring to look at him.

Chania did not reply, only a cry of pain could come out from her lips. His issue echoed throughout the vast room.

Michael sighed, slightly shaking his head at Chania's sobbing. His chest moved up and down, trying to control the emotions he was controlling.

After all, Michael was not a ruthless man who could easily kill women and children. Chania is not her enemy. He was angry just because he was caught up with Chania's lies.

Feeling that he will not get an explanation from Chania, Michael chose to throw his body on the sofa. His pair of eyes stared intently at Chania who was still sitting on the bed in tears.

"Who told you to!" asked Michael in a tone that was not as high as before. But his eyes were still as sharp as a drawn sword.

"Ti.no, Tu..Mr. hiks!" chania replied in the middle of the snooze. "Sa.yeah only ma'am.needs hiks.uang." He continued with a sob, but this time he tried to glance at Michael on the sofa.

Chania looked down again, because Michael's face was still demon possessed. There is no friendship there.

A split second later, Chania's suction began to disappear from the soundproofed room. There was silence between the two sons of man.

Chania rubbed the remaining tears on her smooth cheeks. I hope Michael is not angry anymore.

"F*ck!"

Brak!

Bump Michael arrived - arrived by pushing the table in front of him using his feet, making Chania a little jolted in shock.

From now on, Michael just sat while locking Chania with a cold look. Letting the girl who had just lost her chastity cry.

Chania glanced back at Michael, Michael's face was not as scary as before. This time it looks flat but cold.

"Am I fired, sir?" ask Chania to Michael.

Not yet answered Michael, Chania back to voice.

"If I'm fired, please give me a salary, and compensate me, sir. At least to pay the extra debt - debt left by my parents! You will know I bear the legacy of billions of debts!"

Michael didn't answer, but he didn't listen. But somehow he did not intend to answer Chania's speech at all.

"Master? am I fired or not?" tanya Chania ventured.

Seeing Michael who seemed to ignore his question, Chania was sure if he had been fired.

He crawled down from the bed. Grabbing his phone at the nightstand. Then walk by enduring the pain in the core towards the walk in closed door.

Michael's eyes still continue to follow the motion - chania's movements with breath that is still kembis.

Moments later, Chania comes back out with her suitcase and tote bag.

"Where are you going?" michael asked a little in shock to see Chania pulling the suitcase.

"Aren't I fired?" chania replied without looking at Michael. "I hope you transfer my salary immediately during this one week. If you are kind, compensate me for my lost virginity!" chania said with a thunderous heart as she said the last sentence.

He took a breath, and returned his feet towards the exit.

"One more step, my bullet will be lodged in your head!" Michael points the revolver-type pistol he keeps in the drawer next to the sofa, and points it at Chania.

Sontak Chania stopped her footsteps. He still turned his back on Michael, not enough courage to turn to the boss.

But the next second he glanced at Michael, and immediately his heart was racing. Manaala saw Michael who was still sitting on the sofa but with a gun in his left hand that leads to him. He knew Michael was a sniper, there was no way a bullet had missed his shot.

"Don't you not need a virgin?" chania asked back to Michael.

Silence, no word from Michael. Chania suspects Michael is still sitting with a gun pointed at his head.

"About - mentang boss and powerful. Just aim for the weapon! The Mafia! I love killing people for no apparent reason!" chania muttered, very soft.

Michael has a pretty sharp hearing. Of course he heard Chania muttering. He is even good at fighting in the dark, just by relying on his hearing alone.

Chania sighed, letting out all the air that went into her chest. He loved and fell in love with Michael. But in a state of being thrown away like this, only money was on his mind.

Chania decided to sit on the floor. Folding both legs, sitting sandwiched next to his suitcase. The sullen, resentful and resigned face he showed Michael.

"Kill me, sir! I am tired of living like this. In there lives a kara, and it is given the legacy of a mounting debt. Working hard to pay off debt. And just worked a week already thrown out! When will the debt be paid off!" grouse Chania again. Narrating his own fate.

Her tears trickled again, this time not out of fear for Michael, but crying over his unlucky fate.

He had almost forgotten the luxurious life he had once lived. Life is wasteful without having to work hard to find money first.

Although she was under the strict supervision of her parents in the past, Chania was happy. It brought him to himself who still remained holy at the age of 22.

But who would have thought, he had to give up his chastity to a man who turned out to be heartless. He gave his whole heart to Michael. Even though there is money between them.

Michael heard all Chania's grunts. Yet a half-demon human seemed to be sensitive?

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