THE MAFIA!
Chapter 19's

Chania's reflexes wrapped her hands around Michael's neck. His pair of plump eyes looked in admiration at the perfect face before his eyes.

His lips lifted as he looked at Michael's sharp eyes which were surrounded with firm and opiate facial lines.

The Mafia's sexy lips made Chania want to land a kiss there. Chania's reflexes raised her head slightly, brought her face closer to Michael's face and without the cue - stealing a kiss on Michael's cheek.

Making the man who was walking carrying his body turned to him with a shrunken forehead and full of question marks.

"Hehe! Sorry, Master! Master is so handsome! when else can I kiss you." Chania smiled sweetly, hoping that the flat face did not turn into the face of the demon she had seen several times.

It seems that Michael doesn't mind Chania's brave actions. He refocused on his steps while opening the walk in closed door with one hand.

' If every day it looks like this. Without anger and the shadow of the devil! '

Inner Chania.

Michael continued to bring the innocent body into the bathroom. The body that two hours ago finished bathing was also, now must repeat the bath from the beginning.

Because it is very unlikely they go down to dinner in a random state - scrambled and filled with sweat. Moreover, a lot of red marks left Michael in the sexy body of Chania Renata.

Michael put Chania's body in the bathtub. It drains water to fill the bathtub. Chania smiled, because she felt very noticed by the adoration of her heart. A heart that only he can keep, without expecting anything in return.

But when the water began to flow, Chania increased in shock.

"Aawh!" chania lifted her butt reflex.

The intimate part feels so sore and painful when exposed to running water. Sweeping a surface that has just been torn by a romance.

"Why?" ask Michael.

"E..." Chania is confused. "Sir, Master!" chania replied with a clumsy smile by showing all her rows of white teeth.

It seemed that the girl did not find any other more plausible reason.

"Strue?" screeches Michael.

"Yes, Sir!"

"Why pain?" Michael squinted his eagle eyes.

"Emm.. It seems like Mister is playing it too hard." replied Chania smiling spoiled as she put her butt back down, getting into the water. Resisting the pain so that Michael does not suspect.

"If it's not hard, you won't enjoy it!" answer Michael. "It's only for a minute!"

"Even for a minute, but it's per...."

Michael again narrowed his eyes, as if asking the continuation of the sentence Chania hung.

"But?"

"But.tap first after all this time, sir! so it definitely hurts more! hehe!" Chania is back.

Michael simply raised his eyebrows, not responding too much to Chania's reply.

Until finally, Chania got used to the water which is now half part of the bathtub. He sat down by uniting his two thighs. Hope the water doesn't wipe out too much of the core surface.

Michael went in and sat behind Chania, pulling the slender waist to get closer to her body. Until finally the smooth back was stuck perfectly in the sixpack stomach and chest field of a Michael.

Michael is getting more and more free to touch the sensitive parts of Chania. Makes Chania hold amused. But he doesn't mind at all. Because Michael treated her well and gently.

A few minutes passed, Chania asked to end her shower session. He's cold enough. He decided to rinse his body first. While Michael is still relaxed in the bathub, while staring at the body of the makeup that flushed the swift air shower in a transparent shower room. A mischievous smile rose from those reddish sexy lips.

Chania pulled a white towel, and covered part of her body with the rectangular towel. Half his thighs were exposed, and part of his chest was exposed. Makes Michael smile on his side. He thought his secretary this time was in line with his taste.

But immediately he changed his eyes, when his memory returned to a problem, which until now he had not found a way out.

' *Sacrificing an innocent girl, for the sake of another girl?

Why come - I want to protect her*! '

Michael's innermost being collided with his demonic heart.

Chania came out of the bathroom with a slight limp. He immediately wore a knee-length dress without arms. His body was exposed by a frown on his stomach. He has his hair still damp. He wears thin sandals, but with a world-class brand. Michael's been preparing all that since Chania lived in his house.

He came out of the walk in closed, walked closer to the bed with pain still. He was about to tidy the bed that became a silent witness to the chastity taken by a Mafia boss.

He pulled out a thick blanket to replace with a new one. But when the blanket did not cover the surface of the bed, Chania's eyes glared.

The red color of blood measuring approximately two to three centimeters in size stained the white bed sheet. He remembered very well, that was the place where his butt was.

Chania immediately approached and confirmed, if it was her virgin blood. Chania's heart was beating fast. Chania's finger was fingered and true, it was her holy blood.

Chania opened her mouth wide, and Kontan covered her mouth with another palm.

"Don't let you know!" muttered Chania who was still standing stiffly.

"What don't I know?" suhut Michael who just came out of the door walk in closed, with his casual clothes.

Chania's body stiffened as if riveted, her legs were shaking, her eyes were round as well as her heart was racing. He did not dare to just look at Michael who began to walk closer to him.

"Why you?" asked Michael who was already standing next to Chania, observing Chania's nervous and fearful facial expression.

"Emm.. I just want to change the bed sheet, sir!"

Quickly - quickly Chania grabbed the corner of the spring bad, and pulled it. But shit, not perfect yet he pulled the edge of the bed sheet, Michael's eyes had caught a red stain on the bed.

Chania glared as she followed Michael's line of sight. Quickly he pulled the white sheet, so that Michael's vision was immediately diverted.

But that is Chania. In Michael's eyes he was just a turtle - a turtle. Of course, his movements lost quickly to him who had been trained to avoid enemy attacks.

"What's this?" michael asked, rubbing the wet red stain.

Michael scanned his index finger, and realized something.

Narrowest

Difficult to penetrate

The over-response

Bidithy!

Per....

Trouble walking

With her eagle eyes she turned to Chania who was already tense, without daring to return her intimidating gaze.

"Answer! what's this!" hardik Michael as he walked closer to Chania.

"Emm. Chania said that! sir played it too hard. So blood out!" chania replied looking for an excuse in a pampered tone.

"Don't lie to me Chania Renata!" michael said with a very cold tone in the ear. Absolutely no matter the whining made - made by Chania.

"I'm not lying, sir!" Chania memelas's.

Without the aba - Michael's aba gripped Chania's neck firmly. The murderous gaze, the tightened teeth, and the face of the devil began to rule over the temperament of a Michael.

Chania started to snort, her breathing was wheezing. Both of his hands held onto Michael's left wrist. Hope Michael's hand grip loosens a little.

But whatever the power, the power of his hands is not even a quarter of the strength of a left hand Michael Xavier.

"If you're not honest, I'll kill you tonight!" threaten Michael.

"Tu..Tu's..Sir" Chania has trouble speaking to give an explanation.

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