The Mafia's Asmara Cage

SASM - Breakfast seduction

Changed his mind and changed his attitude a little, which is what is happening to Samantha. After this morning's talk, Samantha's trust in Maximo has indeed grown. There are many things that make Samantha began to be curious about the figure of Maximo sitting in front of her.

On a sunny morning, he and Maximo enjoyed breakfast in the back garden while gazing at the ripples of pool water. There's a pancake Nora made for breakfast with Maximo. While the man chose breakfast with cereal and milk.

After finishing one piece of pancake, Samantha suddenly put her fork and knife away. He was silent for a moment while looking at Maximo.

“Why?” Maximo, who had high consciousness when he was being watched, turned to the girl.

“It's okay,” says Samantha while swallowing her saliva rough.

“Then?” Maximo misbehaved because Samantha noticed his lips were chewing food. He rubbed his lips with a tissue worried that there was food left. But Samantha remained unmoved. Sometimes he also looked at the cereal bowl that Maximo was stirring.

“No, please continue.” The girl rubbed her nape, looking agitated.

Maximo fed back his food while glancing at Samantha. He saw the girl open her mouth a little.

“You want?” Maximo stopped putting the cereal spoon in his mouth.

“What is so good?” Samantha pretended to ask while propping up her chin with her left hand. He actually noticed Maximo eating.

Maximo did not chim in, he pointed his spoon at Samantha's mouth.

“Try,” he said as Maximo's spoon was only stared at by Samantha and the girl was still swallowing her saliva violently.

“Alright, if you force.” Still he chatted with prestige before opening his mouth. He chewed on the food and Maximo gave a small smile looking at Samantha's expression that seemed to like her food.

“Ekhm!” Paul cleared his throat. “Nora, make cereal for miss Samantha.” He gave orders to Nora.

“No, I don't want to. I want this one.” Samantha's hand was instantly raised giving a rejection.

“But miss, you'd better eat separately with the big master." Paul did not accept. To him it was rude of Samantha to interrupt her master's breakfast in this way.

“Do you feel disturbed?” Samantha pauses Paul's sentence by asking Maximo.

“No,” says Maximo while smiling. He feeds back Samantha and the girl greedily welcomes him.

“Master,” Paul trying to hold back.

“Go for breakfast, leave me and Samantha alone,” pinta Maximo without rejection.

Paul turned to Samantha for a moment and the girl waved her clasped fingers at Paul. “Hush, hush, hush!” He also shook his hand at Paul to stay away.

"Usually the big master really does not like his eating sessions to be interrupted. You remember Nora, when the great master shot a bodyguard for harassing him at dinner? He was so angry that the bodyguard just wanted to deliver a message from Mr. William."

While chattering Paul was forced to go with Nora as well as other bodyguards. He left Maximo alone with Samantha. However, he still watched Maximo and Samantha from a distance.

"Yes, I remember. Maybe it's because the bodyguard isn't Miss Samantha" Nora said. He looked at Samantha from a distance.

"Yes, the problem lies with her Miss Samantha or not." Now Paul understands.

Feeling so watched by Paul, Samantha again chattered.

“Looks like Paul loves you so much, he was always cynical when I was around you. forbid this and that. What are you guys,”

“Do not think recklessly. Just eat it." Maximo paused Samantha's sentence which began to stretch out. He also rubbed Samantha's head and ruffled her hair.

“It doesn't matter if I ask him away from you?” Samantha begins to tease Maximo.

“If he leaves, then who accompanies me?” Maximo asked back and continued to feed Samantha. His stomach was already full to see Samantha voraciously eating from his hands.

“Of course there is me. Teach me to use weapons, so we can go anywhere both.” Samantha blinked her eyes at Maximo.

“Not to shoot me?” Maximo retorts tease. He brought his face closer to Samantha. After the conversation this morning, I don't know why Samantha likes to tease him so much.

“I'd rather stab, not shoot to obliterate one's life.” Samantha spoke at a very close distance. He also applied the remaining jam on the knife to Maximo's cheeks and chin. Mixed with its neatly shaved crest.

“Why? Is that more fun for you?” Maximo didn't look scared at all. He responded to Samantha's attitude as a seduction, not a threat.

“Yaa, I like to see round eyes and look at me in pain.” Samantha smiled cynically and Paul was getting frenzied in his place. Where could he just shut up to see his master get a threat.

“How many men have you pricked?” Maximo kept asking.

“Emm, it looks like you will be the only lucky person and will get the number one ticket.” Samantha's voice whispered. The unexpected thing Samantha did was when she licked the rest of the jam that littered Maximo's cheeks and chin. Maximo closed his eyes, enjoying Samantha's tongue dance on her cheeks and chin. Then the girl twitched a little at the tip of Maximo's lower lip, making Maximo open his eyes.

“Ups!” the girl then chuckled. “I feel this is not the right time,”. He pulled his body away and took over the cereal and spoon from Maximo's hand.

“Lain times, be more careful, because I can take anything from you,” he continued who began to enjoy the cereal owned by Maximo with his own hands.

Maximo just chuckled. He licked his lips which still left a strawberry scent from Samantha's lips. Paul breathed a sigh of relief as it turned out that Samantha was starting to move away from her master.

“You're good at making my watch diverted. And I love it when you do it, without confrontation and without disgusting seduction. I like tension, it makes you look sweet.” It was even that comment that Maximo made. Samantha always makes her life more colorful by the day.

“Your praise won't make me weak, Max. Eat, you need enough energy to face my madness and demand,” said Samantha who still enjoys her breakfast.

Maximo just smiled, he took a banana, peeled the skin and ate it. When Samantha turned her head, she also fed Samantha the banana. Samantha happily accepted it, biting it seductively even blinking her eyes.

“Hhahahahaha Maximo laughed.

“What's up?” Samantha asked.

Maximo shook his head and was still trying to stop his laughter which made his chest tight because it was along with eating bananas. His face was until red and he patted his chest almost choking. Paul immediately approached and Maximo again told him to shut up.

Samantha's hand takes a glass of water for Maximo and gives it to the mafia lord.

“Don't be too happy when I'm with me, because when I'm gone, you're going to lose a lot. I'm afraid your mafia soul is dead.” Samantha said solemnly even though it sounded like a joke.

Maximo gulped down his drink while looking at Samantha who said an unpleasant sentence for her to hear. “Absolutely who will let you go? I'll keep you here until you ask yourself to stay here.” The words sound firm.

“Oh yes? But I can sneak away while you travel and get busy with your business. Birds held captive in a golden cage alone can die in the middle of their luxury.” Samantha is back to challenge Maximo.

“I won't lock you up continuously. I'll take you wherever I go. Isn't that what you want?” Maximo looked earnest with his words.

“Oh yes? So where are our plans today?” Samantha found an opportunity.

“Like golf?” Maximo drew his face closer and pinched Samantha's chin.

“Yes, but I need a great teacher to teach me because my game sucks.” Samantha sniffed her shoulders indifferently. The goal is indeed that, sticking to wherever Maximo goes.

“You're dealing with the right person.” Maximo spoke with conviction.

“Alright, make sure Paul will get my ball wherever it is thrown,” pinta Samantha. He really wanted to fuck that guy.

“Sure,” Maximo undertakes it.

“Alright, I'll be ready, see you downstairs. Make sure you smell good, because I don't like sun-scented men.” The girl left Maximo who only chuckled at her behavior.

Look at the way he walks who is trying to be gaunt but can't hide his masculine side. Of course, he is a taekwondo athlete, where it is possible to walk as early as a model. But for some reason, this is interesting to Maximo.

“You are sure to invite Miss Samantha, sir?” Paul asked doubtfully.

“This is the last time you questioned my decision, Paul." Timpal Maximo stared coldly at Paul.

Huh, Paul. You should know that people in love cannot be given input and advice. Happy heat to be a golf caddy.

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