THE MAFIA!
Chapter 32's

Chania, who was stunned, wanted to vote to continue what she would do. Sitting sweet, reading a novel or book and off duty due to not having a change of clothes.

But due to Michael's tickling orders, finally he can only sit with the wrong behavior.

Michael's intimidating gaze made him only be able to turn left right without knowing what to do.

He admitted, his heart had indeed fallen in love with the figure of Michael Xavier. But to express his true feelings to Michael, isn't that so embarrassing for a woman?

Besides her, she is just a secretary. Also because of who he loved, a Michael Xavier. A Mafia who, though ruthless, has a soft side. Several times making love to him certainly makes Chania so quickly fell in love.

' Sometimes! '

Deny Chania in heart.

"Don't look at me like that!" said Chania glanced at Michael who was still at home giving him a sharp look.

Michael shook his head, the man just raised next to his eyebrows. He will not write any words that come out of Chania's mouth, other than the words he is waiting for.

Chania is getting all wrong. The breath repeatedly slid from his nose. Until an idea got into his brain.

Chania stood up from her seat on the sofa. Take off Michael's black suit that was in use. And put it on that couch. Chania walked up to Michael using only the internal remains attached to his body.

Moves spoiled with a sweet smile that always manages to make Michael's eyes blink. He sat on Michael's lap without permission. Wrap your hand around Michael's neck. Michael didn't reply, he just kept quiet. Letting Chania move as she pleased.

"So right, did you lash out?" lirih Chania's.

Michael threw a look out of Chania's face.

"Damahihi!" Chania giggles with her innocence. "How come there's a Mafia lash?" chania asked in surprise by holding back her laughter.

"Tch!" Michael screeched in disgust at the bedside of the Mafia. "Surge you!" hiss Michael.

Just a command word with a annoyed expression. But her hands and body did not move to make Chania step away from her lap. Like a word used to cover up shame.

Chania, who felt Michael was sulking like a child, actually teased Michael with a naughty smile.

"Today I saw the Mafia sulking!" chania. "The handsome is instantly reduced!" he continued following the direction of Michael's head who threw away his face.

Chup!

A kiss was given to Chania on Michael's right cheek. Michael's not flinching.

"You're the only one who dares to say my good looks can diminish, because of stupid things!"

"hihim! sorry!" chania. "Michael, it's approaching this hour of rest!"

Michael just flicked his lips. Chania is teasing Michael. But that's just to buy time. So that he is not asked to say the words love.

"gig!" suddenly, Chania felt like vomiting, her body sweating in seconds.

"gig!" Chania covered her mouth with her right hand.

"Why you?" ask Michael.

Quickly Chania got out of Michael's lap without answering Michael's question.

He immediately ran into a private toilet in Michael's study.

Michael, who doesn't understand what's going on with Chania, just follows Chania's lightning moves. But the next second he followed Chania into the toilet.

Inside the toilet, Chania was crouched facing closed, with her stomach spewing out. But what comes out is only white liquid.

Michael threw his face away. Really am! if one could say, he deeply disliked seeing others vomit.

Michael opts back out, and the only thing he can count on right now is to order Jack to call his personal doctor.

Chania came out of the toilet in the room after cleaning her mouth and the rest of the vomit. His body felt weak, but the sweat had started to decrease. He grabbed Michael's suit and put it on. Then without permission, he laid his body on the sofa.

"Maybe the wind!" chania closed her eyes.

"Wind in?" Michael squinted his eyes in disbelief.

Chania did not answer, her eyes were closed, her head was dizzy. He chose to silence Michael now.

Michael, who sees Chania's weak body, chooses to get a blanket, and covers the lower part of Chania's body.

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"Why him?" michael asked Rudolf, Michael's personal physician.

A doctor of Michael and Frederick's beliefs, replacing his father who was the doctor of Frederick's trust and the late Sebastian.

The doctor who was always there when Michael and his father were wounded, as well as when his bodyguard was wounded on the battlefield.

Now he is tidying up the medical equipment he just used to examine Chania.

"Huffa!" Rudolf took a long breath. "You are rich! no one can even be on par with your Papa in this country, other than the late Smith!" continued.

"Hurry now! don't beat around - tele!" michael snapped at the doctor who was ten years older than him. But it does not make a Michael Xavier respect him.

Rudolf chuckled, "what's wrong with you! hunt - hunt once! do you think she's pregnant?" Rudolf stared at the jail on Michael whose face was red with the word pregnant coming out of his mouth.

"Quick! or I won't pay you this month, and for your presence today!" threaten Michael.

Rudolf looked at the sleeping Chania. But I don't know if he's really asleep, or just lazy to open his eyes.

"He's in the wind! stomach's empty! can't you feed him!" obviously Rudolf.

"Well! you mean, catch a cold because you're hungry?" ask Michael.

"Yeah! and you insist that she wear it internally!" Rudolf chuckled with his own words.

"I didn't tell him!" refute Michael.

"Then why is he wearing only the interior, and this suit of yours!"

"Who told him to wear that disgusting shirt!" said Michael lazily while pointing at the clothes that he had scissors with his chin.

Rudolf and Jack looked in the direction Michael was pointing. Suddenly Rudolf laughed heartily. Jack held his laughter with great difficulty. He knew Chania was wearing that shirt.

"Haha! Michael Michael!" kekeh Rudolf's. "You never change! always ask your secretary to wear a mini dress, and anti with long clothes!"

"Because of them I paid a lot for it!" refute Michael.

Rudolf smiled. At least he was happy, Michael is not a man who likes to come to places - nightlife. Then wrestle with the night girls who deliberately peddle themselves to men - striped men.

Michael always wears one woman he positions as a private secretary, more precisely secretary ++. And that woman didn't come from the woman of the night. But those who really need money, on the condition of sexy, beautiful and no longer a virgin.

"By the way! your secretary this time is beautiful, sexy and indeed quite seductive. Got it from where?" rudolf asked without the slightest guilt.

"Go you!" throw Michael out with a face suddenly filled with anger.

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