THE MAFIA!
Chapter 69's
The sun was moving up, Chania was still comfortably coiled under the blanket. Even though he just relaxes while playing his phone. I don't know what he's doing with his favorite phone. Scroll right, scroll left, scroll down scroll up. His face looks pretty serious.
Michael was at the desk in his room. Faced the laptop for deciding to work from home, and canceled all meetings today.
The feeling of guilt, regret plus watching Chania who was tormented while vomiting made Michael unable to concentrate on completing his task.
Several times scratching the hair of his head that is not itchy as a sign he was in severe frustration.
Glancing at Chania at a glance on the bed, was about to admit all wrongs and beg for mercy. He then promised to defend and fight for Deborah's wife.
But his guts suddenly shrank. He is not ready if Chania takes a decision beyond her wishes. Staring back at the laptop, sighing furiously.
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Time passed, Chania woke up from her sleep when the sun was almost at her contest.
Michael's? I don't know where the dizzy guy is.
Chania came out of the room, entered the kitchen and joined some Chefs in charge of preparing dinner.
Chania who is not smart enough to cook, choose to go bawling and invite Chef chat.
The Chefs who had also heard Deborah's screams, felt quite sad when they saw Chania directly. But they do not know, if Chania herself also heard.
Looks awkward for a few seconds, but managed to normalize themselves.
"What are you doing here?" tanya Chania pointed at the dough inside a large glass bowl.
"That's for Desert, Miss." replied the Chef who stirred the dough.
"Desert Young master?"
"This is for the maids and housekeepers, miss."
"Oh!" Chania nodded. "If I ask what can't?"
"Miss want? it's just a simple desert, miss. Desert for Miss and Young Master is being prepared by Chef Zerren." appointing one Chef on the other side.
Shaking my head, "I want to try the deserts of the maids and guards."
"Good, Miss. I'll prepare a special for Miss Chania."
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Chaos ensued in Michael's palace when the sun had just risen. The maids roamed around every hiding corner in the palace in a state of forcing themselves to be fully conscious.
The guards with their burly bodies ran around with guns down every remote corner and even surrounded the outside of the fence. Several guards had already exited the palace using patrol cars.
Michael, with all his emotions, worries and regrets, and a chest of fury, vented all of that by shooting in the air and some objects visible from the balcony.
"Fsa! Fvcks! Fvck!" swearing with the index finger that continues to dance the trigger.
"Let's see you!" shouted Michael. "If I don't meet your heads, I'll cut them off!"
Michael's murderous gaze emanated without anyone daring to look at him.
"Chania.." he said.
Deadlock is Michael's mind. He is only afraid that Chania will be kidnapped by Deborah.
"Jack?" call Michael to Jack who is standing a few steps behind him.
"Ready, Master!" answer Jack.
"Remember! let no one know Chania's missing. Don't let Deborah know that Chania's out of my house. But don't let your guard down to monitor them silently - quietly."
"Good, Master!"
"I wish Chania wasn't in the fucking woman's hands!" hissing with hardened teeth.
"I hope so too, sir. I'll order all the men to do the silent operation."
"Hmmm!" throw away face.
Jack came out of Michael's room with a feeling that began to be touched. He did not expect the loss of Chania could make the young master so frustrated.
Almost ten years serving as bodyguard and right-hand man Michael Xavier, only this time he saw his Master was fragile because of a woman other than his mother.
It has been two hours all residents of the house realized from their deep sleep. Unusual sleep, because it happened at one time after enjoying the desert given to the maids and guards on duty. Not to forget the guards who were not on duty in the back house.
Likewise with Michael who fell asleep after being held in the Chania desert bribe brought from the ground floor.
One by one wake up and little by little gain awareness of each. But not yet fully the maids and guards realized Michael had spread a gun eruption from the balcony of his room.
Inevitably, prepared not to be ready all gathered below right in front of the balcony of Michael's room.
With a sigh of concern, Michael explains that Chania has disappeared.
Michael is convinced when he finds Chania's suitcase is not in its usual place. Even a few blocks of Chania's clothes disappeared. Michael gets more confused when Chania leaves the debit card he gave when he first entered his company.
And even crazier, Chania's cell phone is now in her grasp. Without leaving a chat with anyone, other than his name there.
"That's why you tricked me, Baby.." - Michael smirked Chania's cell phone. "I'm sorry." he continued wiping the screen of Chania's phone showing their photos.
On the screen, it shows a photo of the two in the balcony chair of the room. There was no smile on Michael's lips. But a sincere smile rose from Chania's lips that were on her lap at that time.
Recalling the events of yesterday, to the point where he recalled the strange demeanor of his two room guards.
"Do they know anything?" muttered.
It didn't take long he immediately searched for two guards who now had nowhere to go. The two of them split up in search of the young lady.
"Hey you!" michael stopped a bodyguard who had just walked out of the gun storage door downstairs.
"Ready, Master!" the bodyguard looked down after seeing the boss calling him from the end of the stairs.
"Have Adam and Ken face me right now!"
"Good, Master!"
Soon the 35-year-old man connected a secret communication device that was always attached to the ears of the bodyguard on duty.
It didn't take long, the name Michael had just mentioned was already in front of him. Right on the top floor of Michael's magnificent palace.
"Quick say!" michael snapped because the two names were the same - equally silent. "Don't you guys I didn't suspect you from yesterday."
"Pardon us, young master" they said in unison.
"Actually Miss Chania heard all the conversations of the young Master and Lady Deborah!"
"Fsa!" michael Sahut. "Why are you quiet!"
"Miss Chania threatened us, would jump from the third floor if we blocked Miss from eavesdropping on Mr and Mrs Deborah's conversation, or reported what she knew to the young master."
"ASSHOOK!"
Brug! brug!
Michael's actions were accompanied by the sound of his feet hitting the stomachs of two bodyguards.
Without being able to fight back, the two bodyguards only took a few steps back because they were so strong that they put the foot of a Michael Xavier.
"Pardon us, young master" said the two simultaneously enduring the pain.
"Just shut you guys down! no use!" michael's anger is growing. Knowing that Chania knows all the secrets that actually become a time bomb.
Get down the stairs quickly. His mind began to feel regret. He should have admitted everything yesterday. Begging for mercy and starting all over.
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Where is Michael going?
Previously Othor apologized, if the storyline does not match what the reader wants. But this is the plot from the beginning.
If changing the narrative is afraid it will make complicated, too long and rambling - tele. And eventually all the stories become disconnected. 🙏🙏🙏
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