XELALFAREL

Melissa

Xela woke up in that boring place. She thought her boyfriend was still with her. He now sleeps alone in the warm blanket. His condition is still a mess. But he wondered why the clothes scattered no longer exist while he was still in a state of nothing.

"Who packed everything? What brother Al. Or ... Aaaf ..." Xela shouted to herself imagining so many maids entering and packing their marks. How humiliating.

Xela closed her eyes, but a second later she regained consciousness. Can't look this shameful, immediately he wants to get up and clean up.

"Auu." Xela was in pain on her sensitive part when her feet moved yet to touch the floor.

"Is this the result of that? Not really thinking about the sting." muttered alone until giving up decided to just fall. He also looked up at the nightstand after a long time did not glance there. There was something that caught his attention, a piece of paper on the box, his smooth hand immediately grabbed it.

'Don't forget to eat, baby. Wait for me to come back.'

Xela knew who had written the message. It must be Alfarel. Who else has the full power here to do anything if not him. It can't be the maids, right?

"It looks so good." Xela opened the box and it was a paid chicken with white rice.

"It's not good enough, it's delicious and delicious." Xela admired the taste that had never been.

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In a very dark room, not because there are no lights. But because the walls of the room are painted in black. Only the light above the ceiling and the lights coming from an electronic device that turns on that indicates the room is still alive.

A handsome man in a jet black robe was engrossed in sipping hot coffee while staring at the laptop screen, where he freely watched his lover from a distance. And the other laptop is tracking the movement of red dots in various places from each room of his mansion. Not forgetting his eyes were also staring at the big screen, the projector screen on his right side was only 5 meters away. Showing the activities of his people in his personal weapons production laboratory.

'Tap tap tap'

From a distance Alfarel could hear footsteps walking towards him.

His kiss was sharp, he showed a smirk smile and said without looking.

"What can you report today?" tannya

"Sorry sir, I found the woman who claimed to be Marco's victim. Her name is Melisa wants to work together to destroy Marco."

Alfarel speechlessly snatched the blue map from the hands of his men as well as looking at Melisa's data.

Melisa's figure is a long-haired and blonde woman, narrow eyes, a thin face, more important is her body is ideal starting from height and doing a body that is so perfect like a police woman, who is a woman, in addition, the white skin is no less attractive.

"Bring him here!" alfarel.

"Well, I'll invite him first.

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Do not wait 12 hours finally a woman named Melisa immediately delivered to a dark room typical of Alfarel. The woman without feeling awkwardly entered the room, slightly glancing with her flat gaze. Guess he was used to this kind of atmosphere. After his all-black clothes instantly caught Alfarel's attention.

"Gue Melissa!" Melisa thrust her hand but never returned to Alfarel's reply. Self-conscious! Melisa pulled her hand back and sat face to face with Alfarel, not forgetting to take the comfortable sitting position in the swivel chair.

Alfarel had yet to open his voice, he appeared so mysteriously wearing his sunglasses. Five seconds later.

'Lick'

Alfarel pointed at Melisa's pretty face, unexpectedly Melisa also moved quickly to pull out the mainstay folding knife and placed it close to Alfarel's neck. Strange, they floated a flat gaze, their movements the same. The nimble is the same.

"Lumayan, he is nimble enough to be invited to fight." Alfarel then showed a smile smirknya, his smile was reciprocated by Melisa but their weapons have not been lowered.

"Besides Handsome she has serious mimicry. No wonder his efforts always work." Melisa admired Alfarel in her heart.

They pulled the gun back at the same time.

"Unbelievably, I didn't expect Lo segesit that." Alfarel.

"Hmp, I'm not a weak girl who can be tricked and harmed." Melisa bragged.

"It's only fitting that it's perfect why not move alone to kill him?" What Alfarel meant was to kill Marco. Alfarel turned his gun, it was like a toy to him. He was not afraid of danger if the gun hit his body.

"Hmp. Can you defeat him yourself? Aren't you a very great man! Of course, if someone as great as you can't beat him let alone me?!" melisa answered seriously. Hearing her, not only proud but Alfarel felt this woman was smart enough despite knowing her confession that she was more powerful and Melisa was below her.

"Lo. I'm better than Lo." Al said, his hand began to move to take off his sunglasses and put them on the table. Which woman is not stunned by her charm if she shows a full ORI face without a face mask covered or half sunglasses.

"Deg deg an I. He was more handsome than in his picture." Melisa's inner voice suddenly frees from staring at Alfarel. Nge freezez does not last long, because he must be good at carrying himself and controlling his feelings. She felt that she could not be a stupid woman who usually used feelings until heartache was immediately paralyzed.

"Yes, I just lost the poison recipe.I just lost the weapon.I can't make my own weapons and don't have a poison recipe. Unlike you who can recover and paralyze the opponent." Alfarel was even more flattered by the words of the beautiful woman. Very beautiful, from her eyes that used eyeliner exuded firmness from her beautiful face.

"What are the advantages of Lo?" Alfarel seemed to underestimate the beautiful woman.

"Can fight well, it's even better if the weapon supports will definitely support success." Melisa smiled arrogantly.

"If you are exposed to toxins in Lo's body can still be as good as Lo described?" search Alfarel.

"HM no, the experience of being exposed to poison has never been due to the nimbleness I can avoid weapon poison" Melisa replied.

"Hmp Lo can only avoid weapons poison what if it gets even more so when exposed to food toxins. You can't avoid." Al.

"Therefore I ask to cooperate with you. We can work together, you prescribe me that immunity and I'll help you catch Marco." Melissa reassured.

'Purk!'

Alfarel got up while hitting the table, then his nimble movement took the rope in his pocket and tied the rope around Melisa's neck.