The Mafia's Asmara Cage

SASM - Mr Payment

One month Samantha had been staying at Wilson's headquarters to learn a lot, as part of an agency. He voluntarily surrenders himself to joining Wilson's team in order to avenge Gerald's death.

Every day he learned to scout, improve his fighting skills to learn to use sharp weapons or firearms. His ability improved greatly due to his extremely high spirit to destroy a Maximo. The wood, shaped like a head, was always a target for Samantha. He considered the black spot in the center of the wood to be Maximo's head which he had to destroy. Perhaps that way his anger will disappear and his revenge will be avenged.

Samantha occupies the room Gerald used before. He did not decorate this room at all, its shape remains as it was when Gerald last left. There were no ornaments of any kind like in Samantha's room which she occupied in the apartment. Everything he let plain to feel this room like a prison that he must immediately leave after getting victory for his efforts against Maximo.

One calendar he put up to remind him of the days he went through without Gerald. I don't know on what day he can get his revenge completely.

As of now, Samantha was fighting with some male agents. About six people he had to face in the ring. They took turns attacking Samantha and the girl did not waver in the slightest. His legs remained firmly standing and his movements remained nimble to provide attacks and occasionally dodged opponents' attacks.

Since the morning of training, the girl's body had already been filled with sweat that soaked her body. Samantha's athletic body is only clad in a thin white croptop shirt and tight leggings. Even so, some parts of his body remained beautiful to look at, it was ideal.

“Do not be weak against me just because I am a woman!” samantha said to the men who were grimacing in pain. Each has been hit by punches and kicks Samantha even some of them are difficult to get up after being hit by a powerful kick from the legs of Samantha who is sturdy despite its small size. They are helpless.

Samantha, filled with anger, has transformed into a monster of revenge who never felt the slightest pain in her body despite some blisters on the surface of her skin. He did not allow his body to be more severely injured because this body was his main asset.

“They're not weak against women but they can't match you, Sam. You are too great Samantha, your ability is so fast!” Wilson clapped his hands softly in rhythm with his approaching steps at Samantha.

He extended his hand to Samantha to help the girl get off the ring, but she ignored him and chose to jump over the ring while floating her body into the air, performing a salto. Wilson pulled back his outstretched hand in vain. The woman never looked at him one bit. The figure of Maximo on his mind seemed more interesting to note.

“I will continue shooting practice, give me a new weapon with more power. I want to learn to shoot from a distance,” Samantha said as she took her small towel to wipe the sweat that soaked her body.

“Before practicing, come to my room first. There's something I have to show you,” Wilson said as he watched Samantha look sexy as she sipped her drink. Movement of the throat muscles and veins that sweat, making Wilson swallow saliva rough. It seemed like he had chosen the right person to face Maximo. This girl is too alluring.

Wilson immediately averted his gaze a moment before Samantha turned her head. He looked the other way, avoiding the sharp look of the woman. He could not imagine how tormented Gerald was to live alone with Samantha in a cramped apartment. It is fitting that the young man decided to stay in their headquarters even though he only looked at the CCTV monitors that lurk every corner of the city of Los Angles.

“Can I face Maximo?” look, his spirit is always great.

“We see later.” Wilson went first and Samantha followed him behind. He pulled the jacket hanging and he just put it on.

In the meeting room at this time Samantha gathered with Alicia and Wilson. They looked at a map of the location on the table. Some spots have been marked by red markers, these points are reported by agents based on the results of scattered spy reports.

“Club this, lose a lot of women every night. None of them returned. The club manager is the owner of a five-star hotel in one of the famous districts of Log Angles,”, Wilson said.

“What is the owner of the club is mafia too?” Samantha was curious.

“Not, he's a regular businessman. Why are you asking that?” Alicia looked at Samantha sharply, not understanding.

“If he's the Mafia too, maybe he's the one wearing those women himself. It is impossible to leave it to Maximo.” Samantha argued lightly.

Alicia just nodded. True what Gerald said that his foster brother is a smart man.

“Tonight I'll be there.” Samantha was determined.

“Do not carelessly Samantha, you are too hasty.” Wilson immediately banned it.

“Why do you always get in my way? How much longer do I have to wait to meet that savage human?” Samantha immediately inflamed. He even hit the table in the middle of them.

“I understand Samantha, you want to avenge your sister immediately. But if you don't prepare, you can lose while you're there. In addition to muscles, you also have to use your brain. We have to set the strategy because what we're dealing with is a Maximo. Do you understand that?!” Wilson tried to remind.

“I understand, but you guys are too slow! We haven't even done anything at the moment, other than snooping!” Samantha snapped back.

“You think stalking is an easy job? You said we haven't done anything yet. You forgot that Gerald also died while he was lurking?!” Alicia was inflamed with annoyance.

“Arkh, shit!” Samantha could only snort angrily because Alicia's words were right.

“Listen I'm Samantha, right now it's not only you who lost Gerald, we're the same. So don't feel like you're the only one suffering here, we're the same.” Alicia tried to persuade Samantha and Samantha just fell silent, she understood it completely.

“Me and Wilson, I dropped you off tonight, but you will remain under my and Wilson's watch. Right now, just do what you have to do including hide your martial skills. Do not show it in front of Maximo and others because maybe it will even make them more vigilant.”

“Show as weak women who can be easily conquered by them. They do not like women who are too wild and difficult to subdue because that is the characteristic of the Maximo people, like to make their prey bow to them. After all, if you show too much of your ability, they will be suspicious of you. Instead of using you, they will avoid you first. Do you understand?” Alicia gave a long briefing.

Samantha didn't chim in but she seemed to agree. “What should I do now?” Samantha finally resigned.

“We buy clothes and change your appearance. From the results of the investigation, Maximo prefers women whose hair curls in a straight appeal like you.” Alicia touched Samantha's straight hair and was wet with sweat.

“Hah, that guy wants a lot!” snorted Samantha with annoyance.

That afternoon, Samantha went to the shopping mall. He went into several clothing stores to choose clothes that fit him. He deliberately went alone and Alicia watched him from a distance. Alicia wants to know how obedient Samantha is to her orders and Wilson's orders.

“Good day Miss, how can I help?” greet the shopkeeper.

The store was not very crowded, there was only a male buyer who was trying on his clothes in the fashion booth.

“What model clothes do you want?” the shopkeeper approached immediately.

“Clothes that make men want to buy me,” Samantha said indifferently.

The waiter was shocked by Samantha's reply. Unlike the man who was in the room fitting the shirt, he smiled amusedly at Samantha's reply. Uniquely according. He decided to peek at the figure of the woman who spoke as freely and as straightforward as that. His face was invisible because the woman was behind him and was picking clothes. Only her posture alone looks good, ideal for a dream woman.

The man came out of the fitting room. “You're done, sir?” greet waiter.

“I took everything,” said the man while taking the suit held by the shopkeeper. Wear it without distracting her from the woman.

Once he was well groomed, the man approached Samantha, taking one of the clothes hanging. Black clothes with a slight glitter.

“This shirt will suit you.” He put the shirt on Samantha.

Samantha looked at the man. His face was handsome and his hair was neatly combed. From his appearance Samantha believes this man is at least working as a businessman.

“You paid it for me?” Samantha tried her first trick. He wanted to know how much attraction men had towards him.

The man just smiled, looking at Samantha fixedly. One hand picked up a few clothes and handed them to the waiter. “Compose this shirt for him,” he said without taking his eyes off Samantha.

“Good, sir.” The waiter nodded obediently. He immediately took the shirt to the cashier's desk and packed it. The number of clothes chosen by the man made the servant tired.

Seeing this man's royal, Samantha approached. It's a shame that he didn't tease her. Starting from tidying the tie of the man while looking at him fixedly, then a line of smiles given Samantha to the man.

“You slept with me? Since I have nothing else to pay for your kindness,” bargained Samantha boldly. His voice whispered a little sexy in the man's ear, then he stared at the pair of eagle eyes with a shady gaze but harbored a lot of hatred.

“Sam, don't fuck.” Alicia warned me. Damn it, Samantha forgot to turn off her microphone.

“No to now.” The man grabbed Samantha's hand which rubbed the chest of her field, either to tidy up her clothes or just to tease her. Clearly, he snapped his fingers there.

Alicia breathed a sigh of relief as Samantha was still safe.

“Good. You choose to miss a good opportunity, what a poor man. You should know, after one rejection, I never offered anything a second time. Thank you for the clothes, sir..” Samantha hung up her sentence. With the corner of his eyes he seemed to ask what was the name of the man who was kind to him.

The man just smiled while shaking his head. I had no intention of telling Samantha her name.

“Okey, foreign master.” Samantha let go of the man's hand and patted the man's chest slowly. Not forgetting he smiled sweetly at the man even though he was just a smile full of pretence.

They looked at him for a while until then the waiter came and gave the bill to the man. The man glanced at the nominal he had to pay, then took out a few pieces of money from the bag and gave them to the maid.

“Let me count first, sir,” said the waiter.

“No need,” said the bass-voiced man. So electrifying.

“Thank you, sir.” The waiter smiled with excitement. He immediately gave Samantha her shopping bag. “Please, miss,” he said while nodding politely.

“Thank you,” timpal Samantha, not on the waiter but on the man she was looking at.

"Samantha," he said, winking his eyes flirtatiously. After that he left first leaving the man who looked at his departure.

“I met a big sister fish, but I prefer a monster fish,” great-grandson Samantha who spoke to Alicia over there.

“You made my heart unsafe, Sam. Don't let you make me die standing.” Alicia with all her worries.

“Don't worry Alice, I can defend myself. It was just a test run and apparently I was quite attractive to the man. But why won't she sleep with me?” Samantha kept thinking.

“Maybe he's not sure of your abilities. You're too jal4ng. Such a woman is usually just a big guts and not comparable to her ability. Or maybe he's a committed man and already in a relationship. Other reasons, he does not like women.” Alicia's voice was heard again.

“Okey, later tonight I will appear more classy, I want to see, does anyone blink and not nosebleed when I see me?” Samantha.

“Iya. Soon back, the longer you hang around, the more dizzy I get. Go home, I'll dress you up. I was also curious about the clothes the man chose,” Alicia later said.

Samantha didn't chim in, she just smiled a little. The man's gaze was too attached to him that the shadow of his face was so clear in Samantha's mind.

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