The Mafia Princess Love Trap

Chapters 13. Are you Maniac?

Beatrice leaves the cafeteria with an increasingly burning grudge against Mavra. How could the woman just decide Claude and now have a more handsome boyfriend.

"Damn! Wait a minute, I'll make you feel like you've taken Claude and wasted him" said Beatrice. The woman took her cell phone and called her friend Rocco.

("Hello, pretty.")

"I need your men again to finish off that ja*lang."

("Oww, what's wrong with you? You didn't forget, did I just lose 3 of my men because of your order to finish off the girl?")

"I'll pay you more?"

("What if we use the subtle way. I'm gonna go up to him and then destroy him.")

Beatrice snorted at Rocco's reply. He knew Rocco must have liked Mavra. He won't allow that. Rocco could have defected and betrayed him.

"No, I don't like your idea."

("If so find someone else to carry out your plan. Because I intend to approach him.")

"ROCCO!!" Beatrice squealed as Rocco turned off his phone connection. Beatrice swears loudly. It's really annoying.

Beatrice left the college. However, he did not realize if any black Sedan cars were following him.

Elsewhere, Mavra snorted angrily at Enrique who had been smiling all the time looking at him.

"Stop that bod*hmu face. You're making me sick."

Enrique widened his smile even more as his mind continued to flutter in his brain. Yes, the thought of Mavra who was just complaining because he wanted to avenge the misunderstanding at that time.

"Is my face bothering you so much?" ask Enrique.

"Yes! Very disturbing."

"Is that so? Though many women adore my good looks, you know."

"They're all blind," Mavra's circus. Enrique was not angry at all, he just smiled even wider.

"Can you stop smiling. Aren't you afraid your teeth are dry?"

Hearing Mavra's words, Enrique could no longer bear to mess up Mavra's hair with a swipe of her hand. Mavra pecked with a surprised face.

"What are you doing!" Mavra gave an irritated look and tidied her hair.

"How are you going to handle that woman?" enrique's question shifted Mavra's annoyance. It could be dangerous if he was really angry with her.

"Of course not. The Mavra I know won't stand idly by, but you can leave this matter to me. Don't get busy dirtying your hands with things that don't matter. You can count on me from now on."

Enrique takes Mavra back to his car, opens the back door and picks up a paper bag containing his shirt.

"Come in and change your clothes. I'll wait outside."

"You crazy?"

"My car has a one-way filter. Outsiders won't be able to see you inside" Enrique said.

"We'll just go back. I'm uncomfortable because everything is sticky. My underwear is wet too."

Enrique did not persuade Mavra, but rather he obeyed the girl. He opened the front door and let Mavra in. Enrique rushes around the car, after making sure the Mavra sits comfortably.

As Enrique closed the door next to Mavra, Mavra's cold eyes changed momentarily. He looked at Enrique with a warm gaze, the gaze that Mavra had always given Enrique.

Enrique's car is back at medium speed. However, Enrique apparently stopped in front of a boutique and got out of the car. Mavra frowned in wonder.

"Why stop here."

"I'm sure you're already very uncomfortable. So I brought you here."

"But I need Enrique's bath" said Mavra.

"My apartment's right over there. It's more efficient if you buy clothes here and take a bath in my apartment than to go home in your condition like this, everyone at the Villa will be very anxious and angry."

"You're not fooling me, are you?"

Enrique smiled at Mavra's words. "When can I? You're too smart to be fooled. Come already!"

Enrique reached out his hand and again Mavra unknowingly received Enrique's helping hand. They used to get used to this as well. It's just that, Enrique used to hold his hand with a bitch. Like no feeling at all.

The two of them enter, Enrique lets Mavra choose the clothes she likes. While he also chose some clothes that he thought were suitable for Mavra. Luckily at the boutique it also sells underwear sets. Enrique asked the waiter to prepare a set of underwear that Mavra had chosen in considerable quantities.

"Are you Maniac? Why are you buying so many women's underwear?" Mavra's eyes flashed with anger. He wouldn't have thought with Enrique's reply then.

"I didn't just buy that, I've picked out some clothes for you, I want to keep them in my apartment so that if there's any more unexpected events to you, we don't have to bother buying."

Mavra just kept quiet and still looked at Enrique suspiciously. Enrique eroded the distance between himself and Mavra. "Trust. I have no intentions. All the puree I do for you. Now let's go. You've got what you need, haven't you?"

No longer much protest, Mavra followed Enrique to the cashier. All the groceries have been paid Enrique. Enrique immediately takes Mavra to his apartment.

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