The Mafia's Asmara Cage

SASM - Threaten each other

By late afternoon, Maximo and Samantha had just returned from sailing. Surrounding a strait with a ripple of water that is quite calm and not too rumbling.

“You liked your trip?” asked the curious Maximo with Samantha's expressionless face. Doesn't look happy or bored.

“Ya, pretty fun.” Samantha leaned her body against the car seat. Traveling around the yacht turned out to be quite tiring for Samantha although there were not many things she did. Maybe because his mind doesn't stop working.

“Is all that not enough to make you smile?” Maximo looked at Samantha's face carefully.

“What is like this enough?” Samantha grinned in a forced manner, making Maximo only smile crazily.

“No, better do not smile.” Maximo leaned his body into the seat.

“Good.” Samantha was acting indifferent. He put his sunglasses back on and looked at the spot in front of him. Maximo thought Samantha was closing her eyes, but the pair of eyes were watching the road they were going through. He wanted to make sure what kind of road was passed when he went to the residence of Maximo.

After entering the forest area, Maximo must have hung the window of his car with a black curtain so he could not see out there. Samantha could only feel the road more bumpy like this car was speeding over layers of dirt, not paved roads.

“Why was there no other woman on the cruise ship, other than me? Aren't you a hobby of collecting women?” Samantha asked without hesitation.

Since entering Maximo's life he saw many things that were beyond his expectations. Either because Maximo hid it or because he hasn't found anything.

Maximo gave a small smile, he rubbed his chin overgrown with fine hair and made it look masculine and sexy.

“I don't like collecting women.” Maximo's answer was short, inviting questions.

“Oh yes? Didn't you deliberately do some sort of audition to the women like you did to me?” Samantha stared in disbelief at the man. How could Samantha trust a vile mobster like Maximo.

“Audition? Hahaha, that sounds ludicrous Samantha.”  Maximo chuckled, hearing Samantha's words.

“Then what is the proper term? And what do you value about those women? What kind of standards do you apply to the woman you're going to sell?" Samantha's words began to sound cynical.

“Sells? What do you mean?” Maximo doesn't seem to understand Samantha's words.

Samantha could see Maximo's expression clearly. “A thief will not admit that he is a thief.” Samantha's sentence was slow, but it could still be heard by Maximo.

“What do you mean thief? Who do you mean?!” Maximo responds unexpectedly. He took Samantha by the hand and held her tightly.

“Hey, you hurt my hand!” Samantha barked back. For a while they looked at each other even though they were blocked by sunglasses that covered their eyes. However, the aura of the heated feud was clearly felt.

“Lease!” Samantha said firmly.

Maximo releases Samantha's hand and smiles.

“I never asked them to come see me. Those who came voluntarily to work and serve me. And about the standard, what standard do you mean?” Maximo gave an explanation and a question at the same time.

“Ck!” Samantha clucked. He probably believed Maximo's words.

“Ya, whatever. I'm also not too interested in the women you collect.” Samantha said casually.

“Yes it's up to you to assume you don't collect them. What is clear is that I saw them marching about to get into your cage and then you chose which woman deserves to enter after that,” Samantha deliberately hung her sentence. He glanced at Maximo who listened to his words correctly.

“Continue!” the man waited for the next sentence from Samantha's mouth.

“What should I continue? You know the continuation. I was just wondering, where did the women before me go?” Samantha looked at Maximo cynically.

Maximo did not answer. He opened Samantha's glasses and also her glasses. Samantha's round eyes blinked softly, surprised Maximo's face was in front of her eyes.

“Tell what you think.” The man was very sure that Samantha still kept the next sentence.

“Do you sell it or kill it?” samantha asked with a defiant look.

Maximo smiled slightly after hearing the question. He put Samantha's glasses back on.

“So you think I sold those women?” this time Maximo chuckled as he patted Samantha's cheek softly.

Samantha doesn't chim. He scrunched his forehead not understanding. How could the man laugh as if laughing at Samantha's question.

“Do you think I'll sell you?” again Maximo asked. He looked at Samantha while leaning her body against the car seat. His smile was seen rubbing on Samantha's head.

“Maybe, when you're bored. Because you can't fuck me.” Samantha answered haughtily. He was sure Maximo would not honestly answer his question because it was tantamount to showing the contents of his dark organization.

“Hahahaha..Your answer is very beautiful Samantha. Just like your face. You made me want to chew you alive.” The laughter disappeared and changed the crack of teeth that sounded loud and anxious.

“Just do it, if you want me to see who Maximo really is. A rotten mobster who can't hold his word,” taunts Samantha while leaning her body on Maximo.

A sudden attack was made by Maximo. He approached Samantha and grabbed Samantha's chin and pushed her into the corner of the seat.

“Do not just judge me. Try to use my role, I want to see how you walk in my path,” said Maximo with emphasis and sharp eyes.

His breathing was rough on Samantha's face. Samantha only snorted in annoyance with barking eyes, looking back at Maximo.

“You think I'm scared? I was determined to kill you and while waiting for the right time, I would cling to your body. Being the black shadow that will haunt you,” timpal Samantha with a sarcastic grin without fear.

Maximo could see the sharp, hateful look Samantha had shown him.

“Good, we see. Who gets what we want first. You kill me or I conquer you and make you walk my way, hold my hand tightly and be my strongest supporter." Maximo's words were so convinced and intimidating. He looked at Samantha with passion and curiosity.

“I've never been afraid.” Samantha grinned in annoyance. He forced the hand of the maximo on his chin and gored the man.

Maximo's nose bled, but the man did not complain in the slightest, as if he knew no fear. He just grinned and let the fresh blood color his teeth neatly lined and clean.

His determination grew to conquer Samantha.

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