Mafia And Me
Kanjeng Queen and Moon Goddess

“We have found him Mr.” said someone in front there reported via telephone connection.

“Good. Bring him as I tell you!” replied someone across there with a triumphant slanted smile.

Is that guy just as mean to Evans as he wants the head of a billion dollar Black Rose?

So many bad people out there, someone who is cruel can be said to be a mafia who always knows the existence of The Black Rose in the black world that can not be underestimated?

The man clearly knows better to bring a Black Rose certainly not an easy thing if in a cruel man's condition in a healthy and conscious manner.

So many reskio because the man who is like a devil is always easy and managed to escape from the pursuit of people even death that threatens him though.

The Black Rose, Evans Colliettie can always survive his enemies who chase him and want his death?

“What made The Black Rose come to Madrid and make a mess here?”

The man sitting on his royal chair looked at the two people standing firmly in front of him.

“Just pick up a lost necklace,” replied someone up front there.

Brugg!!!

The sound of a loud punch of his hand hit his desk with the two people in front of him shocked. “Only a necklace?”

Someone up ahead could only sit down after nodding his answer.

“Cih! That necklace was so worthless yet the foolish man took it?! By betting lives and involving many people in there?” cut it with a head, still in disbelief.

“Who is the woman with him? Help The Black Rose!” tanyanya returned, although she always monitored the state of The Black Rose from afar. But she had no idea there would be a woman with her.

“Only a woman who was taken by force to be made a servant in her mansi because she had lost the necklace."

“The Black Rose base is stupid! Using that weak woman as a trap? Just for that worthless necklace that he exchanged for his own life?!"

“The woman looks at all unusual to kill flies even to be bait to a hitman who is targeting The Black Rose, until the news sounds so frenetic out there, he said, want each other and also go after it?” angry, angry.

“No! I was the bait for his plan and the woman was just—“

“What only? Is it not the same?“ as usual.

A person up ahead who was none other than a woman could only lower her head back.

“What about the current state of the woman?”

“Doctors are doing surgery because the woman suffered head injuries and also a bullet lodged in her stomach due to gunfire,” replied the middle-aged lung man named Abaraham.

The man had enough answers even though he did not ask about the situation of The Black Rose even once. The man shook his hands in the air and asked the two men to quickly get out of his room, leaving him alone in his study with his head filled with many thoughts about The Black Rose.

But the man remembered and called out to one of his men. “Abraham?”

Abraham turned his head and turned his body back toward the man in front of him calling his name with a woman who had already left his room.

“You give sleeping pills to The Black Rose, so that the devil does not wake up quickly which will trouble me later,”.

“And keep an eye on that woman's gestures!"

“Good sir,” he said passed away after beating his body while saluting the man.

Someone sent me a photo of the current state of The Black Rose. With a long sigh the man already knew despite not getting this photo though.

Physical and mental what a Black Rose looks like. Clearly he knows more about the physical and mental of a Black Rose like what, even though he knows the injuries obtained by The Black Rose are worse than the woman.

Obviously seen from the photo will be many injuries all over his body with gunshot wounds on his arm which is fairly light.

He knew that The Black Rose realized that it would be troublesome for him, even though many people who wanted a Black Rose to die, even the great news he received made him angry.

The man promised to look for the man who had made the announcement of the billion-dollar prize to be the head of The Black Rose.

“I know, the wound in your heart hurts more if you meet a real wound later,” he murmured.

***

Evans opened his eyes occasionally to blink his eyeballs at where he was at the moment. A familiar ceiling he hurriedly got up from the soft bed that had been lying down for too long.

Evans got up and stood up, walking towards a balcony right beside his bed slowly approaching despite knowing where he was.

The minor injuries all over his body with the gunshot wound that was on his arm did not make him weak. Although at this time he already knew where he was but was ignored for a moment he began to remember something that had disturbed his mind.

Something that has never happened and has never happened in his life.

“I do not believe it at this time, really I do not believe,” decaknya with a mocking smile as if still do not accept himself a Black Rose as if extinct of something that has hit him.

“I can't believe that I owe my life to that stupid, weak woman,” she said back after she re-entered a large room.

Facing a mirror by showing his reflection with both hands tightly clenched, accentuating his visible muscles along its length.

His sharp gaze seemed to pierce through the thick of the mirror wall and burn his own reflection in front of the mirror. Not caring about the bandage that was coiled on his arm as well as his head. Many gunshot scars and sharp weapons adorned his muscular stocky body, but this time...

Evan could not resist the sting inside him.

“Argghhhh!!” his screams extended his fist into a mirror in front of him until it cracked, leaving a trail of blood of sharp glass that pierced through his bruised handbook until it flowed down and dripped on the floor.

The Black Rose did not necessarily have a debt of gratitude to someone, and it was not at all in his life all this time and this time, he was so angry that he was saved by a stupid woman, like Alea.

“Damn, Ryander!!”

Someone over there must have known, even the man was very relaxed just listening and still sitting on his sofa with Abraham who both wiped a cup of herbal tea.

“His sleep medicine is no longer in action? Or you didn't give it back? Because it is very troublesome and also confusing if a man like The Black Rose is back to consciousness!” he smiled with a mocking smile.

“Oh gosh,” shrewd Abraham stared wearyly at the man in front there who was equally so loud.

“Do you really want The Black Rose to die will every day I will give sleeping pills huh?? Are you chasing the head of The Black Rose to get tens of billions of dollars, huh?”

“Cih! I'm rich for what billions of dollars are!” he was annoyed to throw his face by pulling the corner of his lips to the side.

“Then Face The Black Rose yourself. I'm tired of everything, The Black Rose and you. Equally troublesome myself,” grunts.

The man chuckled at Abaraham with an occasional flashing mock smile.

"I'll deal with it" he murmured.

Seriate...

Who is this guy, who can break it? hehe...