The Mafia's Asmara Cage

SASM - Tactics

According to Samantha's wishes, Maximo took her for a walk in the bustling city of Los Angeles and bought her many women's clothes and supplies. Already eight paperbags are fortified Paul, containing clothes Samantha also shoes selected by Maximo for women. Like dressing a live barbie, Maximo buys all the luxury and expensive items of the highest quality.

While walking towards the resto they were about to head to, Samantha seemed to enjoy her role as someone pretending to want to shop. Though he was stalling for time waiting for the arrival of Alicia who tried to get out of the headquarters secretly without Wilson's knowledge. Samantha asked Alicia to come secretly because she felt something suspicious about Wilson's agent commander.

“Max, does that hat suit me?” Samantha pointed at a black trilby hat with a floral accent on the front right. The hat looked attractive on display at the head of a mannequin dressed as a female mafia.

“Belilah.” Maximo is very sensitive to obey his woman's wishes.

“Okey!” Samantha smiled with excitement. Maximo's hand is drawn to enter the store in a hasty step. His feet so lightly stepped inside the store and immediately tried the hat in front of the glass and Maximo noticed it from behind.

“Am I fit to be a mafia mistress?” Samantha made a soft voice and used both of her hands as a mouthpiece whispered to Maximo.

“Try with his shirt.” Maximo looks even more excited. Samantha does look pretty with that hat if fully dressed.

“Then, help me change clothes.” The woman deliberately challenged Maximo.

“You will be assisted by the shopkeeper, Miss.” Paul did not want his master to be bullied.

“See, she is always envious whenever I ask to be noticed.” Samantha complains to Maximo with her sad face.

Maximo turned his head to the man, “Wait outside!” his word cannot be rejected.

“Good, Mr.” Paul had a wrong strategy, and he was told to get out. Samantha only chuckles at Paul. He hopes out there Paul can sit on the bench so that his legs do not cramp or tingle.

Samantha goes to the locker room with Maximo, a servant follows her in the back with a dress that Samantha will try. Once inside, there were only those two people who existed. Samantha took off her shirt. Taking off one by one his buttons while looking at Maximo who was looking at him eagerly.

The woman took Maximo's hand and put it on. Maximo faithfully helped him. But when the shirt was about to be dyed, Maximo held Samantha's hand.

“What is my role just for this?” asked the man with a locked look.

Samantha smiled a little, approached Maximo and eroded their distance to the remaining few inches “Yes, there is nothing else we can do because this place is very narrow.” Slowly Samantha let go of Maximo's hand that was holding her hand.

“You yourself said that you would serve me. Did you forget?” Samantha deliberately wrapped her hands around Maximo's neck, revealing her cleavage that was still open and only covered in a thin lace-black underwear. It looks like it's sticking out.

“Ya, of course I remember.” With kindness Maximo buttoned one by one Samantha buttons that are very testing it. He still tried to resist his desire to pounce on Samantha because he did not want his woman to feel uncomfortable.

Samantha gave a small smile seeing Maximo's effort. “Thank you,” whispered the girl. The pecking of Maximo's cheek gently made the man smile happily. Just one kiss from Samantha made her feelings turn even happier.

After her clothes were neat, Samantha stood beside Maximo, wrapped her hands in Maximo's arms and posed upright. “Am I fit to be the mistress of Cortez?” Samantha answered.

Maximo looked at the reflection of his figure opposite Samantha. If he bi=by jumawa, they are indeed very compatible. But Maximo chose not to chim in, instead pecking Samantha's head with a feeling and then moved out.

“Hey!” Samantha pulls Maximo's hand so as not to move. The man stopped his steps without turning to Samantha.

“Do you not like the call of the lord and mistress of Cortez?” Samantha dared to ask. He wanted to know Maximo's view of marriage.

The man pensively for a moment. “A family is just a pseudo story that exists in the land of fairy tales,” timpal Maximo coldly. He did not even turn to Samantha to be curious about the change in Samantha's expression.

Samantha smiled a little. Before Maximo, he chose to go out first to deliberately nudge his hand on the arms of Maximo who was pecking in his path. He immediately walked out with his firm steps and like full of disappointment.

“What is he thinking of having a family with me?” Maximo asked himself as he looked at Samantha, who had only her back. Maximo caught up with him after he gave the store clerk enough money to pay for Samantha's clothes. This shirt is suitable for women.

“Nona, wait. Where are you going?” Paul looks panicked as Samantha walks quickly away from him.

Not long after, Maximo immediately followed and gave Samantha's clothes to Paul and then walked quickly to the woman.

Paul is shocked to see Samantha's clothes crammed with Maximo in his hands. “What's with them?” I don't know who Paul asked.

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