The Mafia's Asmara Cage

SASM - Eveline

The night before Maximo fulfilled his promise to meet the woman named Eveline. At the Alpha Hotel, there is a wedding party. The girl came to accompany her partner, Maximo. Yeah, the guy named Maximo won it at the auction. She looks beautiful and charming. Her white skin contrasts with her old gray dress with Swarovski's stone access across the surface of her dress.

Maximo was already waiting in one corner of the room, looking for an opportunity when the woman separated from her man. He wanted to immediately interrogate this woman.

“Master, it looks like the party organizer is a government person. Many agents attended this event. We better be careful.” Paul reminded the man who was enjoying his drink with uneasy feelings.

The man looked around and sure enough some people looked like government agents. This party seems to be well guarded so that nothing unwanted happens.

“You've found out who that woman is?” taking a sip of his drink, Maximo asked Paul.

“She's the woman who was won by a fake Maximo at the auction. It is possible that the woman met Miss Samantha when she attended the auction to obtain the antidote to the poison trycyclo, mr.”

“How is the woman's background?”

“She's a night woman from one of the famous clubs in Moscow. His adoptive father had enough debt to sell the woman to a prostitution site. A prostitution place owner auctioned it at the request of the visitors who were fascinated on the woman.”

“Who is the name of his adoptive father?” Maximo is curious.

“Dmitriy Ivanov.” Calling that name Paul reflexes turned Maximo. They looked at each other, after Paul mentioned the name. “I will find out the genealogy of this Mr. Ivanov, mr.” It seems like their minds are the same. The last name attached to Eveline's foster father is no stranger.

Waiting for Paul to find out, making Maximo quite tense, is this a coincidence? Ivanov was the surname of a Russian mobster Maximo killed while searching for his younger brother.

The restless man moved out of his place, to simply take a walk. He took back one drink and sipped it. Tonight, he should have two facts.

“It looks like you're the type of guy who can't wait.” A smooth and light voice rang out behind Maximo. The man immediately turned his head and it turned out that the owner of the voice was Eveline.

“Can talk now?” Maximo immediately put his glass on the waiter tray and picked up a new drink.

The woman looked around, worried that the fake Maximo people were paying attention to her. After feeling safe, he got out of his place, went to the balcony with Maximo. The atmosphere on the balcony was quite quiet and made them able to speak calmly.

“Samantha who gave the tracker to me.” Eveline started the sentence. He settled Maximo really.

“When?” The man focused himself on Eveline. There is nothing bole he missed.

“While we were on the plane, on the way home to LA. Since the auction, apparently Samanta's been watching me. She saw the injuries on my body and it seemed like her instincts as a woman were called. We were reunited on the plane when we accidentally went into the same toilet. He looked at my wounded body and seemed to feel pity. Therefore, he gave this thing to me.” Eveline placed the tracking device over Maximo's palm.

"He said he'd come to see me and get myself out of Maximo Cortez's fucking grip.” Eveline looked disappointed and gulped down his drink.

“Dia Maximo fake.” Maximo chimed in quickly.

The man appears to be playing his glass stalk, turning it slowly and letting the remains of the intoxicating liquid drip down on the floor. “Because I'm the real Maximo Cortez.” Maximo answered with confidence.

“Pttff! Hahahahahaha The woman laughed, so crisp that she looked up and her eyes were watering.

“Why are you laughing?” Maximo was troubled by Eveline's laughter which seemed to be mocking him.

“You were apparently infected by other men. All men want to be Maximo to be feared when their guts are actually very small, hahahaha. You crazy men full of obsession on the nature of myth!” Very light sentences and Eveline's soft laughter. It was as if he did not know who he was currently dealing with.

Maximo does not chim. He just exhaled rough breaths and then put the glass rough. No wonder this woman laughed because her name was already used by many people, therefore she could not blame if the woman in front of her did not believe it.

Eveline's laughter suddenly stopped when he saw Maximo not begging him. Usually those who claim to be Maximo Cortez will get inflamed when Eveline laughs at him. Maybe because they feel their ego is being laughed at.

“Wait, are you really Maximo Cortez?” eveline asked in a loud voice. Some people turned their heads and Eveline immediately closed his mouth.

Maximo did not answer. Rather than exhaling his breath violently. He tried to stand up straight, everything he wanted to know about Samantha he had heard.

“Hey, answer me!” Eveline pulled Maximo's hand, but the man shook his hand. No one can touch her but Samantha.

“Hey, wait for me!” Eveline's blocking Maximo's way. Staring fixedly at the face of the man who rubbed his face violently and preferred to turn his gaze in the other direction. “Tell me, where is Samantha now? Why didn't he come to help me?” The woman refocused herself on discussing Samantha.

Maximo chose not to chimed in. He was upset to hear a question that he himself could not answer.

“Hey! Answer me!” Eveline did not despair, he continued to force until he held Maximo's hand.

“Shut!” exclaim Maximo who made a moment of silence. People were directly staring at him including Paul who immediately approached his great master. He did not want Maximo to fail to control himself and instead put his gun on Eveline. The eyes of this man were already barking sharply, like a god of death ready to end the life of the person before him.

“Nona, please stop. Sir, let's go home.” Paul spoke to Eveline and Maximo alternately, then nodded politely before taking Maximo away.

“Is Samantha okay?” The woman still asked. Maximo's footsteps stopped. Eveline's question really hit her heart and made her chest cavity and head contents boil. Then the man turned around, grabbed Eveline's hand and buried the tracker in the girl's.

“Berdo’s so that Samantha immediately saves you,” said Maximo without looking at Eveline's face. The man just left after giving the tracking device. It felt like he wanted to shoot the woman who had asked a lot and disturbed her sadness. I don't know why there are feelings that forbid it.

Is it because the girl knows Samantha and Samantha intends to free her from the fake Maximo's hands? Why was his cruelty blunted before this girl?

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