The Mafia is looking for true love

The Mafia is looking for true love
Who exactly is Mr R?



(Pov mr R)


While enjoying a few glasses of wine and sipping a cigarette, I sat across my legs in my big size chair. Yes this is a luxury room in my own bar, I feel comfortable here at night.


I also have a large and luxurious mansion near the beach Santai Monica, the design is my own design. I really like the feel of the sea so my mansion motif is made with beautiful beach scenery.


The mansion was deliberately built very large and facing the beautiful beach, I did make it because my mother used to love the sea view, I still remember that when I had a problem with my father, my mother would definitely take me to the sea to relax her mind.


I saw my mother really enjoy the beach while sitting under the coconut trees that grow around the beach, I was beside my mother to see the beauty of the sea before our eyes.


I felt very comfortable, mother looked at the free sea while stroking my hair. I felt the warmth my mother gave me.


After a break of some time, my mother got up and invited me to play freely on the beach, we ran around, we chased each other until I was tired and gave up.


My mother is very strong and fit, I rarely see her exhausted, she always tries hard and strong in front of you, I know she does that so I'm happy.


I never saw him cry either


what I see is sometimes you'll be quiet with no reaction for more than an hour. Usually he would do that after mom and dad had a vague argument. Then it will come back as cheerful as before.


For some reason when I saw my mother standing still I didn't want to bother her at all. I prefer to do my own activities. I'll play by myself not far from my mother's reach so that she doesn't worry about me.


But when the mansion was built I felt sad, I imagined that if mom was here I would be very happy. But in fact, I have to accept the fact that my mother was being treated at a mental hospital in a metropolitan state hospital. I was a little girl and I don't know why my mother was treated there. I am used to being alone and doing my own activities without anyone controlling. I was very sad at that time because I no longer had the affection of my mother.


When I grow up to reduce my grief I spend more of my nights in this bar of mine. My special room on the third floor that should not be visited by anyone, the care there is also made as tight and safe as possible.


To go up to the third floor must use a special card to open the third floor door.


If my own room is only I can open because I have a self card. Beni alone as my personal assistant can not enter carelessly if I do not allow it. I also deliberately hired two special guards at the entrance on the third floor. If anyone wants to see me, they should contact me first.


Morning to evening I was busy with my corporate affairs and my illegal affairs, I had to monitor some of my companies alternately. At night I will enjoy my time as usual.


I purposely created a special luxury room for myself to enjoy my me time. I'm a man who needs women so much, I can't live without the woman beside me. I have an abnornal hormone disorder. My body has a rare excess of the hormone progesterone.


Because of this hormone I have to do **** every day. I once sought treatment and consulted a doctor asking about my desire that exceeded my limits and was very high, arguably not normal.


The doctor said I did have an excess of the hormone progesterone, no wonder I had to vent it every day even more than once every day. But I could not feel at home and survive with one woman only. It doesn't last long I'll get bored and want to try another type of woman.


Sometimes I kill people who make little mistakes. No wonder so many of my men and subordinates are just names.


I am indeed responsible for their deaths, I have given responsibility to Beni to arrange their deaths as if it were an accident. We only compensate the families concerned. That's the real me, that's the real me,


I don't like it and don't like any mistakes.


I'll hang with the woman for three months at most, even if she does what I want. If he doesn't think I'll decide right away.


Many women are crazy about me because I have a handsome stature. Round blue eyes shine, sharp nose, dimpled cheeks, tall and well-built body, sixpath belly, and clean and glowing yellow skin.


But when choosing my woman I will always tell my own men who select my woman. Beni knew what to do. He knows exactly what and how I want.


Since I was a teenager I have felt symptoms of over-the-hormone. I'm interested in seeing parts of a woman's body that I shouldn't see.


When I walk, sit or even study in class I just focus on seeing the part of the woman that makes me aroused. Often I feel dizzy because of the desire I hold. Not infrequently because my passion is stifled, making me feel heavy emotions that beat other students who only make a few mistakes.


I vent my emotions by gnawing at them mercilessly. Many of those who have to be rushed to the hospital often also end up with death.


But I've never been entangled with problems because my parents helped me from behind. All cases can be closed perfectly and as if nothing has happened.


My name is Rey Jorch Prestisius, in this country people already know my family name "Prestisius". Prestitius is the name of my grandfather who was passed down to my father and my father also sent him down to me his only child. Our family is the number one richest and greatest family in California.


We have three core companies in California engaged in the fuel oil industry, as well as subsidiaries and branches in several Asian countries engaged in the automotive industry.


From my children I was raised by my mother until my teenage years. We live in San Diego with my mom. My father was busy taking care of the core company and the other subsidiaries. Rarely was his free time given to us.


I don't know what happened, when I was 12 my mother suddenly got sick and was admitted to a mental hospital so I was forced to live with my aunt, my sister in Los Angeles. I felt empty and empty at that moment because no one else noticed me.


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seriated