HOT MOTHER & MR. BILLIONAIRE
Just Judging From What's Seen

"Miss wants to kill the young master! What's the name if not a traitor?" Dave looked at Alka with guts. His hands clasped the iron bars furiously, his jaws hardened perfectly.

"That's not true Dave, trust me. I -"

"I what!" snapped Dave, he does not care about the truth, when someone is wrong, then any truth about him it will only be considered the wind.

Alka chose silence not to argue, she bit her lower lip to the point of shaking. Her tears spilled instantly.

"What number? Answer me lady, answer me by looking me in the eye, miss!" the secretary's anger was growing.

Alka shook her head, no longer wanting to explain anything to her, for a moment she sighed softly.

Steadily raising his face to look at Dave, my eyes were sad in between the smile that made Dave angry.

"disgusting! Hmh!"

One kick of his foot hit the bars, and Dave left Alka alone behind a cold prison.

***

"Uncle Mark!" el exclaimed, he ran over and hugged her, "Has something happened?"

Mark shook his head, he gently rubbed the tip of El's head, "It's okay baby, just a technical obstacle."

"Uncle is the party over? Where are Mommy and Daddy? El wants to meet."

Mark hush.

"Uncle?" El pulls up Mark's shirt, "El wants to meet mommy."

"El darling..." Mark aligned his height with the boy, he rubbed and pinched El's left cheek, "Listen to my good uncle..." El nodded, "It's all going to be over quickly, it's better for El to keep learning for your better future, huh?"

"And don't worry about Mommy and your Daddy. They're fine, remember El, don't worry about little things like this, do you?" said Mark who then berbuki El.

"Alright uncle, El understands that."

"Smart," Mark pinched El's nose and made her smile, "It's night, come on, uncle will take you to the room."

"OK..."

***

In the palace hall to be exact the party hall, Dante sat pensively not even turning his head in the slightest as Dave approached

Dante was silent and did not answer.

"Miss doesn't want to confess"

Bugh!

"Akh!"

A powerful blow floated right in Dave's stomach area, making him bow before Dante. Unsatisfied, Dante pulls Dave's shoulder and slaps Dave in the face.

The face was bruised, hot breaths blasting from Dante's mouth. Brak!

"Akh!"

This time Dante kicked his stomach, leaving Dave sitting with a deep wound.

"Who are you? How dare to corner it! What truth do you know about him? You only judge by what you see! Don't try to push it, Dave!"

Dante passed by leaving Dave unconscious.

***

Clamps!

The prison door opened, Dante opened the handcuffs in his hands and the two chains at Alka's feet. The woman fell asleep, slowly waking up.

"Engh..." The dark light of his vision began to clear, "Da-Dante?"

"Be quiet, your punishment is still not finished, my dear."

Dante carried Alka ala bridal style, bringing her inside the master room.

There was already a palace doctor waiting.

Slowly Dante laid his body on the bed, and allowed the doctor to treat the wounds on his wrists and feet.

Almost half an hour of waiting was finally done as well, "Your Majesty, I have finished treating the empress."

Dante nodded, "Go, and treat Dave."

"Good."