THE MAFIA!
Chapter 31

By noon, when Chania has a chance to get into Michael's room to give a report, she immediately devises a plan.

I don't know, I can't ignore Michael. Not even half a day. He did not care about his stomach which began to panic due to not eating breakfast.

Ting!

A message came into Chania's phone. Chania, who was about to get out of her chair, took the time to open the message on her phone.

A message indicating the transfer went to his phone. With a nominal 100 million, without the slightest memo. Chania pursed her lips. Because it's obviously from Michael Xavier's account.

Last night making love once, this morning once. That means Michael counts one time for 50 million.

' Alright! doesn't matter! I don't even care about the money! all I need is for him not to be mad at me! I do it with love anyway. Instead I can't have it. I don't care about money anymore! '

Chania said to her heart.

' If they collect the debt when it is due later. I'd better give up my life if I don't have three billion! No one will cry if I die! '

Chania's heart felt tight for a moment. Given that there was no family, no one would cry when he died, maybe no one would even bury him properly, making Chania discouraged.

' Okay, for my life that might not be long. I will achieve what I want. I want young Master Michael Xavier to never hate me until the end of my life! '

Chania closed her eyes deeply for a moment. Hopefully his efforts this time will succeed in making Michael back to how he was.

Chania took out a plastic folder containing important files that Michael has to sign right away. He walked up to the CEO's door, then knocked on it after closing his eyes for a moment.

Jack, who was at his private table, looked at Chania in surprise. But he did not want to interfere in the affairs of the boss and his personal secretary. Although he was aware, there had been a cold war between them.

"Lake in!" michael's voice sounded from within.

Chania opened the door and closed it.

' Let him protest I'm impolite this time! '

Michael glances at Chania at a glance, then returns to his laptop. But he glanced back at Chania when he felt something was wrong. He saw Chania who was now wearing long black work pants. With tightly fastened blezer tops.

Where's the sex secretary? Maybe that's what's in Michael Xavier's perverted brain.

Michael squinted his eyes at Chania. But the girl smiled innocently. He knew Michael was asking what kind of clothes he was wearing, though not a word came out of the handsome man's lips.

Chania walked up to Michael's desk with a big smile as she put down the file. Michael was still following Chania's movements from the tail of his eye. She was so uncomfortable seeing her secretary dressed like that.

Really, that's not the criteria a Michael Xavier wants.

"How's my new look?" chania asked around next to Michael's desk.

"Deliver!" Michael's hiss was soft but pierced in Chania's ear.

Resisting fear, Chania actually pretended to put on a spoiled and parched face.

"Michael, this is that standard dress for secretaries!" chania replied approaching the large mirror that was in Michael's study, and turning to the right and to the left paying attention to her body there.

"Who said it?"

"Me!" chania replied with a mocking smile.

In his heart he was very happy with the eye of Michael who had not separated from him. Although it's not like it, but at least Chania again get the attention of Michael.

"Deliver! or I'll take off that disgusting thing!" hardik Michael with a face that was so sick of seeing Chania's clothes.

"Well..." Chania pretended to be annoyed with a tone that sounded quite spoiled. "While the secretary is where - where the clothes are like this." Chania clearly saw herself down. And turn back to face the mirror. See how it looks from head to toe.

"Perfect!" then shouted.

He lyrics Michael from the reflection of the mirror, seen the man still staring annoyed at him, even his chest kembis. Chania smiled with satisfaction at the plan that seemed to work.

Michael moved from his throne with a cold aura. Take something from his desk drawer. And hide behind his arm.

Chania who stole - steal the view was made ketar ketir. What did Michael take from that drawer? the pistol?

Chania's heart was beating faster, while Michael was walking violently towards her now.

' Aaakhh! I think I made the wrong plan! This is not what I want! '

Cenat Cenut Chania's heart is waiting for an answer about what kind of thing Michael brought.

Michael bumps into Chania's back, and locks Chania's belly with his left hand, lest the girl rebel. While the right hand began to move on Chania's back.

"Michael! do you want to kill me for this shirt?" chania asked with a face that turned to panic and worry.

Michael did not answer, just a cold gaze that was directed at Chania through the reflection of the mirror.

An object stuck to Chania's rear blezer. Chania's heart was increasingly made to race, while staring at the face of Michael who I don't know, why it looks like the face of the devil at this time. Though Michael's good looks are always perfect when they are both.

Instead of the sound of a gun that reads, it is precisely the sound of the cloth in the scissors that is heard.

Krekk kreek kreek!

Between relief and resignation, Chania's expression changed again. He took a long breath. At least for now his life is still saved.

The longer the faster the sound is heard upwards. And sure enough, now the back of the blezer Chania split into two. One on Michael swipe right, one on the left. So that leaves the top bra pliers that Chania uses as the inner blezer.

Chania glared, as Michael bowed slightly. Then she cut the back of Chania's pants. From the top to the bottom line. And also the next leg. Michael had to squat down to finish the action.

Until it fell all the clothes that even just bought Chania not more than an hour ago it. Now Chania's sexy body only wears ************ which is wrapped in thin hotpants and bra top pliers only.

Michael stood up again. Staring at Chania from the mirror. A half-naughty cynical smile rose from her sexy lips.

"Already! just wear this! but don't get out of this room!"

Chania crossed her arms in front of her chest. Putting on his special pouty face. Pretending to be upset with Michael's action just now.

"I have to get back to work, dear young master Michael Xavier!" chania protest. "My previous book I've been living in a dress shop!" continued.

"SILENCE!!" michael was right in Chania's ear. "My eyes hurt looking at that disgusting shirt!" Michael snorted in annoyance.

"Certainly? if I don't wear clothes, I can catch a cold! my stuff is still outside!" chania protest wiggles Michael's arm.

"That's your business, Chania!" answer's relaxed. "Who told me to put on some weird clothes in front of me!" Michael sneered at Chania and put his foot back on the desk.

"Michael!" chania shouted at Michael's back. "I'm like crazy if I don't wear clothes!"

With a sigh, Michael took off his suit, then threw towards Chania who was caught with a hurry.

Michael sat back on his throne. Glancing triumphantly at Chania who was wearing her suit with pursed lips.

"Now tell me you love me!" michael said as Chania was about to drop her body on the sofa.

"What!" pekik Chania stared in disbelief at Michael's orders.

The ass that should have reached the sofa was finally hanging due to Michael's ridiculous orders.

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