THE FORBIDDEN PASSION OF THE RULER
Angry is unclear

Milano still manages Madison's state-owned mining company. He came out of royal control because Milano intended to take over this company in order to be free from pungli and corruption from within.

With Darren he brought out all the people he had chosen before. Milano did not show his face because it would be a problem if they complained later.

"Princess! The foreman and all the company's top brass have been replaced at your command!"

"Hm, vanish all those who played dirty before!" Tell Milano who sits in the CEO's seat here while checking the data of the workers who have been dragged out in silence.

Darren who got the order immediately went to meet the messenger of their members who had seized the old workers.

He left Milano in the special room of the CEO of the mining company Madison who looked seriously scrutinized the photos and files on his desk.

"Richo. He is the chief director here. It could be that he was in direct contact with the palace sycophants and the mine's charge," Milano's murmur separated some people who had not been removed.

Such a corporate system usually only assigns selected people directly from the palace. The profits that can be sent later but, according to the data that Milano read the fortune is not at all in the hands of the people but exhausted in the hands of corruptors.

One by one Milano took over. He wanted to reward the high-ranking government officials who dared to dig up the profits on the plight of the Madison people.

"Prince!"

Darren came with a flash given to him by their men who had forced the old worker to speak.

"This is their recording! All data on money smuggling and abuse of power is also ready."

Darren handed the thing to Milano who immediately checked on his laptop.

Milano's sharp eagle brown beads saw footage of its members' torture on old workers who claimed they had indeed taken a large profit.

Their faces were already pale and the accomplices were tied to chains covered in blood. Milano is no stranger to such scenes because he thinks this is nothing.

"The evidence is just waiting for time to spread. I've always supported you, Prince!"

"Hm, what about my brother?" Tanya Milano did not take her eyes off the laptop screen that was still playing the recording.

"Prince Franck is still undergoing treatment. There's been some progress and he's repeatedly asked you and Miss Latizia to come home!"

Hearing that Milano was relieved. He could not wait to see his brother walk back until they would gather with laughter like before.

"Princess! Emm it..."

Darren seemed to want to say something that he was difficult to say. Milano who knows knocking on his desk twice signs CONTINUE.

"Prince Franck called repeatedly. If lying keeps on fearing it'll be bad for the future."

"He wants me to go home?"

"Yes, Prince! And.and he wants Miss Latizia to hurry h..pregnant!"

Milano shut down his laptop. Darren who was surprised was hanged because he was afraid that Milano did not like his words just now.

"P..Prince! I. I'm just saying what Prince Franck wants. I'm.."

"What's possible?"

Deggs..

Darren was shocked to see Milano looking serious about it. Though earlier he only spoke straightforwardly without any hope if Milano would consider it.

"You can, Prince!"

"But impossible" muttered Milano. Any contact with Latizia then it will eject outside. The abdomen, chest and there are some places desperate will be the impingement.

Seeing Milano's doubts, Darren immediately glared sultry. But, if you think Milano is very careful about the relationship of the bed. So far no one has conceded let alone to the loose of the cage.

"Princess! A. Don't you plan on getting serious with Miss Lati.."

"Commitment is troublesome" muttered Milano with a heavy face thinking about a bonded relationship.

He never thought to have a commitment of feeling because he thought only desire should be vent after that there is no other business.

Darren understands what Milano means. Connecting with women is very difficult to understand and often makes dizziness. Especially in this day and age they do not need to play to vent their passion.

"Princess! Do not let Prince Franck know your relationship and Miss Latizia is only limited to mutual satisfaction. I'm afraid you're gonna have a big fight."

"Hm, if no one spoke he wouldn't know" muttered Milano, still so cruel. Darren could only take a breath in checking his phone.

He frowned when there was a message notification from the commander of Ottmar who reported about, what Latizia did after the departure of Milano.

"Prince!"

"Hm," muttered Milano flatly back checking the files on his desk.

Darren was a bit hesitant but after he weighed in he finally decided to talk. Whether you care or not is none of his business.

"Princess! Did you ask Commander Ottmar to keep an eye on Miss Latizia?"

"Just be on guard," Milano replied looking busy but a second later his hand stopped flipping through the paper and malai stared flatly at Darren.

"There's a report?"

"Well, this is about.."

"Random!" Let's tell Milano to lean on the back of the chair with a serious expression. Darren who was astonished started reading this list of messages.

"After the prince left earlier, Miss Latizia fed her pigeon!"

"Then?"

"This small thing must also be reported. Didn't you write wrong?!" Inner Darren was confused to see all the small activities of Latizia-pun reported to make him wonder seven derivatives. What function?! Thought Darren was dizzy.

"Continue!" Milano is not satisfied.

"After feeding the pigeons. Miss Latizia went around the park and met with..."

"With?" Milano asked seriously even his expression was like waiting for important information.

"With Ximus the prince of the kingdom of Artefea!"

Milano's face turned frozen. The look of anger in the eyes of the eagle until the air of this room like on the beach which is in the tsunami.

Panic, fear and vigilance haunts Darren who has no idea what's wrong.

"Prb..Prince you.."

"What are they doing?" Milano asked in a voice that was enough to make Darren a nightmare.

Before he spoke he gulped roundly slashing his dry throat.

"They talk very seriously. Ximus plucked the rose for Lady Latizia who arranged the flower into a crown. The two spoke very familiarly and looked close. Miss Latizia was so comfortable with the man that she handed him her phone to hold until..."

Brakk..

The phone in Darren's hand immediately kissed the floor. Darren's face turned pale looking at the emotion-looking Milano there was even a glint of wrath in his eyes.

"P..Prince!"

"How dare he be" Grumbled Milano completely unconcerned by what he had just done to Darren.

The man who was younger than him was staring at his cellphone but did not dare to complain because he still loved life.

"I told you not to cross the line but he..."

"P..Prince! What's the problem?! N..Miss may be p.punya.."

"HE CAN'T DO THIS!!" Milano's growl kicked the table until his laptop crashed badly.

Darren no longer dared to speak even he was like a statue receiving heat waves from Milano which was like running out of tranquilizers.

"Squeaky. It was obvious that Miss Latizia was nothing to him but why was she suddenly getting angry?!" Darren's mind is upset but he can only curse in the mind.

Unable to calmly imagine the romantic story of Latizia and Ximus, Milano immediately stood up from his seat with a face still like an angel of death.

"I want you to find a tracking device that can be implanted in someone's body. This woman is indeed not to be underestimated," muttered Milano immediately left with wide steps full of killing intent.

Darren instantly exhaled a sigh of relief immediately rubbing his chest.

"If with his brother I will be invited to gossip but, if with his sister my life is always on the edge of the horn. Where else am I serving?!" Darren was wrong.

He picked up his cracked phone on the floor and immediately followed Milano with a broken heart like his favorite.

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