Mafia And Me
Small park

‘Remember with Master's breakfast menu, Alea.’

‘You must wake up early again, because you are used to getting up early.

'After from here prepare breakfast for him, do not forget you prepare warm water for the master bath and also some aromat therapy that is there.

‘Don't forget the towel, master clothes and…. During the day you should... the night you should...’.

Alea let out a heavy sigh as she recalled Berta's words regarding Evans' habits.

It was here that Alea was, in a very large room the private room of Evans Colliettie, the ruthless Mafia of Naples.

Alea walked like the directions Berta had given, towards the private bathroom where Berta said, Evans often spent time soaking there.

One more thing Berta said, Evans never brought a pet woman into his private quarters.

Only, that old woman who had been in Evans' private room. All the things that Evans needs, he's the one who takes care of it and that Berta has been doing for a long time.

“Already Alea should you quickly prepare all the combat tools Evans Colliettie for his morning ritual.

"Don't let your master continue to grumble and also get annoyed because you misprepared as instructed,” Alea told herself.

Starting today, he will motivate himself not to keep making mistakes with Evans and to be excited about his new job.

Hearing the sound of movement in the next room, Alea hurriedly came out from inside the bathroom and immediately came out to do other work.

Over there, Evans woke up. The man got off his bed and rushed into the bathroom.

One thing Evans saw at this time, all his bathing needs, warm water and also the aroma of his favorite therapy had been prepared by the foolish woman.

“Perfect as Berta did,” muttered Evans while removing his clothes to immediately soak in warm water.

“What do not-do this Berta who did it not the woman?” inner Evans.

While Alea, walked towards Evans' private room. Just opening the door handle, Alea's eyes were wide with what she had just seen.

All the interior in The Black Rose's private room was white and it was far from Evans' own personality.

“White? Meanin? Reborn?” ask Alea to herself.

“Not him dark, even very dark once?” ask Alea again to herself.

In the room there was only Alea herself, but if there was any Evans it was impossible not that Alea would ask the devil why the rooms were all white?

Find eyes to dig their own graves.

“Already Alea, you should be quick to clean. Do not let your master be angry at you who always argue,” Alea said heart to realize the thing that just saw it.

Alea rushed to tidy up her bed, in addition to the bed sheet that must be replaced with white again Alea was tidying up as usual.

“You're here.”

Alea gasped in shock, the voice always surprising her. Alea just gave a nod without looking at Evans.

From her eyes she knew that Evans had just come out of the shower.

Yes, the bathroom had an inner and outer connecting door so the man could enter as he pleased while the special maids like Berta and himself had to go through the front door.

“I tidy up your room, Mr.”

Alea turned around to look at the man who was still standing in the doorway, just as the two eyes were staring. Alea was made freeze when he saw the sculpture of God in front of him.

Evans only wears a towel wrapped around his hips with the top still looking wet. One more, Evans so—

SEXIEST.

“Jeez mind what is it?” inner Alea.

“It is not appropriate if the pet is competent here?” inner Alea, again.

Ah, eyes. Looks like it should be checked out soon. Why had both of his treacherous eyes kept seeing Evans from top to toe.

Unfortunately, Alea's eyes were still glaring at the eight torn breads.

Evans approached the frozen fool, where Alea was still at home staring at his body.

“Do you like my body, hmm?” muffled Evans by Alea's ear. Very close, even the distance Evans' face with Alea was only a few inches.

“I know that my body is so sexy that you can't look at me,” Evans whispered again.

Alea sharpened her bully, a few seconds later she came to a realization.

Unfortunately, he was too stupid to know since when Evans was so close to the chest of the field that had been stared at earlier, now it was in front of him.

“It is fitting that they compete wanting to become Mrs Colliettie,” Alea said softly, but was heard by Evans and the man smiled faintly.

“You don't come along like they competed, hmm?”

Alea seemed to be bewitched, ever since Evans came out of the bathroom with a towel on his waist, his eyes still looked at the body parts of the eight torn breads.

In fact, for two years dating Mike Shander he has seen his lover's body three times like this.

But why did he feel powerless with the spell created by Evans.

“Do you not want to be Mrs Colliettie, hmm?”

Alea shook her head slowly, she then raised her gaze and looked at Evans.

“I'm sorry, if I'm not polite. Ev,” Alea said after she was completely sober.

Evans smiled faintly at the stupid woman who was now suddenly behaving with each other.

“How about I ask—”

Alea turned her head and looked at Evans for a moment.

“I'm sorry I was sassy to see your body,” interrupted Alea quickly.

Alea looked down again, she did not want to look at Evans because the sexy body was still clearly visible.

Alea immediately carried the dirty bed sheet and left the room, but Evans quickly walked over and grabbed Alea's arm to keep the foolish woman from leaving.

“Why your first day irritated Alea,”.

Alea was still in place, the woman did not turn her body to answer him.

“I'm wrong again?” ask Alea, plain.

Evans grunted softly. “Yes. I'm asking you to get me my clothes for work. Then what do you think, huh?”

Up ahead, Alea smiled shyly. Uh. The bottom of this early his brain suddenly polluted even though only see the wet chest Evans.

“Gosh. Alea, you are so embarrassing. Just looking at the wet chest of the devil, your brain has been traveling how about the bottom suddenly sag? Surely your brain suddenly shuddered.

‘He asked to get clothes why suddenly your brain in bed, huh?’ little heart Alea.

“Oh, Sorry. A-I—” voice Alea stammered.

Evans threw his grip rough.

“Take what I ask for, Alea. NOW!”

“Ready, Sir!”