Mr. Mafia Is Mine
Chapter 15

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The shoulder-haired girl looked agitated, while the two different people sitting with her were silent with beads of eyes so coldly freezing. If paired as a couple, there is nothing more harmonious between Hiro Yamato and Mirabel Nakano. The woman in front of him just needs one word to represent herself, which is perfect. That word that was in Dera's brain, the girl even stared intently at Mirabel.

Sharp and firm eye beads, oval faces with perfect lines, red lips, plump eyelashes, and thick eyebrows aligned. The nose is so smooth, the skin is so smooth and the ideal body shape. Really am! Dreams of Eve in the world. It would not be wrong if, he became the future wife of Hiro

"You have a relationship with Hiro?" he asked in a rather strange tone. Mirabel speaks many languages. And Indonesian is one of them. The cold black eye bead was able to drown Dera instantly. The tone of voice was cold, so firm.

"Gee!" dera was unconscious.

When Dera's lips will open, warm hands touch the back of her palms slowly. The man beside him did not look at Dera, only looking at the beautiful woman in front of him. A cold look that was responded to with a cold look.

"You have no right to ask him that," Hiro replied in his trademark heavy tone.

Mirabel rests her back on the back of Hiro's expensive luxury apartment sofa, who says she can't find Hiro easily. She was no ordinary woman, let alone a heart involved here. Although this cold man did not feel the same way about a woman as perfect as Mirabel.

"really?" asked Mirabel with one eyebrow at the top in a dismissive tone. "It looks like you forgot your status and I, Mr. Yamato," Mirabel continued before turning her head.

Dera sneaked a sneak peek at the expression of the mafia boss, whether this man who now clasped his hands would give off any other expression other than that cold flat face. After hearing the word from Mirabel. Undiscovered by Dera's brown bead another expression on Hiro's handsome face, the man still wore the same face. Dera's eye beads turned on Mirabel's face, the woman's face looking ordinary. Although the sharpness of the eyes staring at his hand which was held by Hiro reacted differently, there was a sense of unwillingness with hidden anger.

"I haven't accepted that, Miss. After all, the two parties only established mutually beneficial relationships. Without any more ties" Hiro said.

True, their relationship has not been more word than peer. Only their father planned his second wedding. Mirabel wants this guy! A perfect and equal man. There was no other man besides Hiro who deserved to be with him who was borderline. Isn't the perfect person created for the perfect person? That's Mirabel's thinker. Hiro Yamato was a man he had admired since childhood, although many men chased him head-on. Offering a lot of things, Mirabel is untidy. When his world was Hiro Yamato, no one else!

Hiro's lips turned cynical, overconfident. That's what Hiro's got. For Hiro beauty is not the main point to drop the heart on women, Hiro sees many beautiful women physically. His mother was also very beautiful and cruel. Since childhood he was surrounded by beautiful women, even he had seen all the assets of women directly and willingly. They offered her a body without being teased, going up on her bed in many ways. Honey, Hiro's not a venereal criminal. Until it will be tempted by the beauty of the female body.

"Whatever you say Miss. Because for sure no one can manage my life," Hiro said in a really heavy and deep tone. Even his eyes sharpened many times over.

Uhh! Dera's hair immediately stood up as a deadly aura shot out from Hiro's body. At the moment Dera is just praying, hoping there will be no hot lead or blood scenes flowing on the floor.

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The chirping of the birds singing in the morning accompanied the sun on a timid throne up there, the morning breeze dancing with the wide open window curtains. His blow tickled the cheeks of the chubby girl who was still in dreamland. He was not bothered with fingers that teased his hair. The index finger twisting the free haircut child.

The cold sharp brown eye bead looked at Dera's face with a happy look, Hiro felt warm when he was with Dera. That girl is at ordinary value. However, in Hiro's heart, Dera was more than an ordinary word. What if Dera is not beautiful? What if Dera is not sexy? Is that all that important?

No. gabe. For Hiro it doesn't matter. Not only beautiful and perfect women who have always been the main characters in life. Because humans are the main characters, in their own life stories. So did Dera and Hiro. Two people have different lives, habits and appearances. They are the main stars in their lives.

Not all beautiful women in this world offer warmth and comfort. Though the eyes lean towards the beautiful and the handsome. However, the heart will change and turn to the comfort and warmth it can provide. The groans carrying those sexy thick red lips framed an amused smile. It looks like this girl will be brought back from dreamland to the real world. Dera's eyes opened when the groan for the third time was heard. The eyes of the crescent moon blinked several times, feeling the glare receiving such a bright greeting of light. Before the clear brown netra was rounded when he realized the handsome man was only fifteen centimeters from his face. The arches of a wide smile greeted his sight senses first. Before Hiro's index finger rubbed the surface of Dera's nose in a slow motion.

"Morning, my love!" Excited with a row of neat white teeth.

A smile so wide and bright. Waitaminute! What did Hiro say? his eardrum filtered the incoming sound. Hiro said my love, didn't he? This man greeted her with such a gentle and romantic call. Damnit damnit! There was a strange feeling that touched his heart. Usually the man will greet him with the word naughty cat. But now it's a better call. Since when? The question is in Dera's brain.

Uh! Dera remember. Ever since the man expressed his taste to her. Hiro begins to change, becoming warmer and also romantic. Dera does not think there is a romantic side in Hiro. If this continues, is there a heart that will survive? Oh, comeon. Hiro Yamato was no ordinary man. This guy is the perfect guy. And as strong as the heart, it will be fragile if it continues to be eroded with warmth. Doctor Bian! The man will be able to be ejected quickly from Dera's heart. If there is no more movement.

"Pa——gi," replied Dera stuttered after a moment's wait.

Hiro sat his body. He changed his sleeping position sideways to face Dera, who was also sideways. With a slow movement Dera sat down.

"Master!" exclaim Dera slowly.

Hiro looked at Dera.

"I——tu, about sleeping. Can we not sleep one more bed?" tanya Dera hesitated and squeaked at the end of the word.