Mafia And Me
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“Do you think so?”

“Am I wrong?” alea asked with a mysterious smile looking at Ruby.

“No!” ruby replied as she changed her sitting position and looked at Alea.

“It's true. But, the only thing that distinguishes me and him is just one—”

“Recognition of the master on our different!”

Alea manggut-mangut understand. “Yes. I already know about it, Ruby.

“You are one of those women who are treated differently than others!

“Then you insist on being by his side even if you are not considered to exist!”

‘Gosh. I wonder why she is so proud to only be treated as a jallang woman,’ Inner Alea.

If Alea were to become Ruby, of course, she would have balked. It is better to be a servant for the rest of his life than to be his bed partner.

The woman's smile, again makes Alea more convinced that Ruby is indeed in love with Evans.

Her beautiful smile was a sign that the woman was happy with a state without a definite status.

“Yes. I'm I'm one of them.” Alea could not see Ruby's face sparkling with pleasure.

“Do you want to know Alea. At a time when the mood of the master is in a bad state.

“He will always use Carla to be his impingement while I—”

“Master called me where in normal circumstances. Our love was not as barbaric and as brutal as when the master was with Carla.

“Even the master several times called me with a honey call. Yes, even if the view is empty and cold.”

Ruby smiled happily with a sparkling face staring at Alea. But why did Alea feel disgusted to listen to Evans and his five young ladies?

“That's enough for me, Alea.”

Alea understood the feelings of one of Evans' special women.

Alea simply took a breath and was already unable to say anything more when she saw the woman's smile that looked different, even though the woman was treated painfully and unloved.

But, he looks pleased with just the form he received from Evans.

“Then how about the three and he—” show Alea on Kelly.

The woman snorted softly. Ruby smiled happily.

“Surely they are the same as Carla, just to be her toy.”

“Sial! Why do you have to tell that part to this servant too, Ruby?! You are indeed a wolf in sheep's clothing!”

Ruby just gave a slanted smile and woke up from her seat while Kelly was heartbroken at her secret that Ruby unraveled even a small part.

Kelly prefers to leave Ruby's room before she uncovers all her secrets.

“It. Take it!” Ruby touched the painting she made on Alea.

“Save as mementos from me.”

Alea frowned deeply while Ruby looked happy for what Ruby had said.

Her beautiful face was even more shining as if the woman expressed her feelings that Ruby was really in love with Evans.

“It is not wrong that I called you to come here, other than that I am happy to be able to talk to you a lot.

“But one thing I know from you Alea—”

Ruby gave a smile again, the woman was smiling a lot.

“I just realized that you are not what kind of stupid woman is in my mind!”

Again and again that smile. Alea became increasingly curious and wanted to know even more with the figure of the jallang woman who was specially treated by Evans.

From the way Ruby looked at her Alea knew that other than the woman was jealous of her, Ruby kept a lot of things that would not be so easy she could scrape by her.

Alea took a breath. “Alright then. Thank you,” Alea said as she lowered her gaze.

 Alea's eyes were fixed on the painting Ruby had made.

 “Yes, God. Is this how I look when you paint me?”

“Yes. I painted you like that, like what you were thinking. That's the result, you express it on your face!”

Alea could not see the canvas paper, she saw for herself how she looked at him with emotion even though her lips were smiling.

“Session paints me and also talks I'm done. You can get out of my room, Alea. I want a break.”

Alea who was still clutching her painting turned her gaze to the beautiful woman who had now returned to early fashion.

There was no look of cheerful, happy and happy face that emanated like that.

The smile that had been curved had now disappeared replaced with the real Ruby.

“Good. Thank you so much for painting me. I came out,” Alea said as she walked where the exit was.

Alea's mind was now suddenly tangled and his heart was not calm when he saw the painting.

Just as Alea reached the door, Ruby called back to her.

“What's up?”

“Be careful! Don't trust others easily!”

Alea frowned in Ruby's gaze.

“You mean?”

“Close back is the door I want to rest.”

Alea simply nodded and walked out from inside Ruby's room, as she usually was careful to get out of there because she didn't want anyone to see her wandering around in the middle of the night.

 What else is it that he was in the pavilion of his pet woman.

Actually she wanted to ask a lot about this painting, but seeing Ruby who seemed to have returned to the initial mode, Alea finally undoed her intentions.

“What does that woman mean,” murmured inwardly as she walked down the hallway connecting the pavilion with another pavilion.

Alea's room was in one of Evans' private mansions, certainly far from Evans Colliettie's private rooms.

Alea took a breath with a single pull, her brain incessantly thinking.

“What exactly does Ruby know, who is Carla's killer?” murmured Alea while laying the painting.

Alea picked up her personal journal book then sat by the large window.

It opens one page in the thick book. Alea laughed as she looked at the memories together with her friends.

Jeon, Jessi and Yhang where the photo shows their busyness when they want to win the big tender as well as Alea's familiarity photo along with the personal assistants who are laughing cheerfully.

“When I can be like this again. Work crazy with you, vacation here and there with you.

“Laughter even crying together they've experienced.

“I miss you Ka,” said Alea Lirih while wiping photos of Jeon.

“I'm sorry your wayward sister didn't listen to your advice.”

Alea shrank the corner of her eyes, tears breaking upon seeing those memories.

Alea opened sheet by sheet again. Her tears broke when she saw the photo with Mike Shander.

“Are you okay, Mike? Are you still alive Mike?”

Alea hugged her personal journal book and hugged her knees and wept bitterly as the shadows of Alea and Mike just danced in her head.

“May God still allow you to breathe, Mike. I know you will definitely look for me,” Alea muttered inwardly.

Alea took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, her head turned and went back to catching Ruby's painting.

Alea tried to recall, when Ruby painted it. Who is he thinking. Mike Shander obviously isn't, Bryan is or is….

Colliettie Evans?

This month I want to finish.