THE MAFIA!
Chapter 67's

A small question, but Chania was ready to answer. He blinked his eyes a few times. His brain worked hard to immediately get the best answer in such a short time.

Bak faced the school exam, he had to successfully answer without having to follow the more annoying remediation of course.

"Why?" ask Michael to relax. But in fact made Chania slightly jump in the arms of Michael.

"Huh?"

"Why do you look confused?" Michael looked into Chania's face.

"Lt..."

"You don't know either!" cut Michael smiling knot. "My guess is right, right?" said Michael while tightening with his firm hands on Chania's waist.

"Aa. i.iyaa..that's it!" chania answered raising both eyebrows.

Michael nodded coldly, "Didn't you have time to ask Verra?"

"Ti.no!" chania replied nervously.

Afraid that the Mafia Lord would find out. Because in reality Michael was quite telling to observe the enemy. It is easy to tell which opponent is a friend.

Yes, according to Chania's prediction. Michael squinted his eyes. But it only lasted a few seconds. Because after that he managed to get Michael to divert the conversation.

"Why is your neck, Honey?" chania asked, putting her face close to Michael's neck. Raise hands to touch the red scratches on the neck.

"Just scratched the knife" Michael replied casually.

"How can!" an intimidating look at Michael who seemed to feel no pain at all.

"illness?" ask Chania seriously.

Michael answered with a small ring and small lips.

"It doesn't hurt when the gair4h isn't channeled." Michael's tease kisses Chania's neck.

"Haha! take a shower!" Chania pushed her husband's chest slowly. Holding an amused strap around his neck.

"Alright, Mrs Xavier.. After this prepare yourself!" a small kiss landed on Chania's lips.

"Ready, Mr. Xavier!" answer Chania.

Michael stepped into the walk in closed room. Chania looked at her back with a heart that was always beating fast. Like a teenager in love.

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🍄 Two days later . . .

The sun began to rise with shame - shame. A soothing morning light envelops the city of Rome, Italy. The country that has one of the seven wonders of the world is already entering autumn. Where many leaves begin to turn yellow beautifully.

Chania is still quite comfortable in the arms of Michael who is also still asleep. Seek warmth amid falling temperatures. The battle on the bed early in the morning made the two late to wake up.

Tok tok!

Michael opened his eyes. He continued to open his eyes lazily. I don't know, that morning it felt like he was too lazy to get out of bed. Especially when she realized Chania was still hugging her tightly.

Tok tok!

The knocking is heard. Makes Michael unwilling to shift Chania's head. And not a little bit of his wife was disturbed, because it was so deep in sleep.

Uncovering the thick blanket that covered his body, and lowered his legs from the bed, stood up while fixing his wife's blanket. Onward by stepping took a sleeping robe to cover the exposed upper part of his body.

"What's wrong?" michael asked after opening the door.

"Excuse us, young master." lowered his head deeply, afraid to look into his boss's pair of eyes.

"What's up! say quickly!" michael's guard at Michael's house's main door.

"There's Mrs Deborah in the living room, sir!"

"Dam!!**! what is he doing here! why don't you guys stop!" michael snapped softly, afraid that Chania would wake up from her sleep.

"I'm sorry, sir. He's brought a lot of troops outside."

"Suck!" as Michael breathed a heavy sigh. "I'll see him!" ketus Michael closed the door violently but did not cause excessive noise. So he hopes Chania stays with his beautiful dreams.

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Changing clothes with casual clothes after cleaning himself, shorts and tight blue t-shirts attached to his body. Don't ask me what a Michael Xavier looks like with that makeshift look. It certainly makes the heart of many women almost jump from its place even though it does not get the slightest glare.

Down the stairs after 15 minutes from the knock of the door, Michael stepped gallantly and handsomely towards the living room.

Seen in one of his luxury chairs, Oliver was talking intensely with his mother, Deborah Arlington.

"Remember, don't hurt the girl." Deborah's hiss still got into Michael's sharp ear.

Without a word Michael sat on a single chair with a cold aura of his. Staring at the two women in front of him.

"Good morning, Michael Xavier Sebastian." said Deborah in a tone cold enough to hear.

But it doesn't scare a Michael off a fingernail. Equally have power, abundant wealth and world recognition. It's just Deborah's power.

"What do you want!" michael asked coldly.

"You want?" ask Deborah. "Huhah!" chuckling coldly, "you know what I want, Michael!"

Michael breathed a breath. Staring at the glimpse of Oliver who just stayed beside his mother. But the pair of women's plump eyes led to Michael who was so dazzling. Able to bewitch it even though putting on a ketus face though.

Smiling obliquely, "Time?" ask Michael. "The time you speak will never affect my life, Deborah!"

"Michael!" bentak Deborah's.

Screaming, Deborah's clash did not make you shocked or afraid. There was not even the slightest movement. Only an increasingly careless look led to Deborah and onward toward Oliver who was a little shocked by the clash of his mother.

"Selena's getting worse! did you forget your childhood, you son of a bitch!" bentak Deborah's. "Until this moment he doesn't even know the beauty of the outside world, Michael! He could only open his eyes for a moment inside his room, breathing the air around by sitting in a wheelchair! didn't you fuck with him? did you forget you loved each other in childhood!"

Michael was silent, for a moment he reminisced about his childhood, even with the girl beside Deborah.

"Get Chania to me, Michael!" chania Benthic.

"Lower your voice!" sahut Michael with a little snapping and a sharp look.

"What do I care! it's better if the girl hears that you made her come to your company!"

"Whisper!" michael stood up from his seat. "Get out!" pointing to the main door.

"I'll tell the girl, if you conspire with me to trap her to get her spinal cord!" threaten Deborah's.

"If you don't come out right now, my hot lead will go through your head, and Oliver's head as a bonus!" michael pointed at the gun he pulled out from behind his back pants.

Michael's actions were followed by guards pointing guns at each other. Threatening each other, pointing the muzzle of the gun at the head.

Stand up from her seat casually, "Shoot if you want, Michael! I made sure my allies would also shoot your mother in the head!"

Michael smiled smirk, although he did not know who Deborah's allies were, he was sure the guard in LA was good. Moreover, the Papa is there.

"Whatever!" hiss Michael.

"Chania!" shouts Deborah arrived - arrived. "Get out! you need to know how much this guy you love is!" deborah shouted towards the inside of Michael's house. "Don't feel proud if you feel loved! you're just a mash!"

Dorr!

Without a warning Michael pulled the trigger and landed right in the urn next to Deborah.

In contrast to Deborah who was used to hearing the sound of gunfire, Oliver made a little jump to cover his face. Afraid that her mother was shot.

"When you think of your daughter, don't you think of Chania as a princess?" hiss Michael without looking at Deborah or Oliver. "How do you feel as a mother to be dead, until you sacrifice your stepdaughter, for the sake of your biological daughter?"

"Haha!" the booming laughter of Deborah just slid by. "Step-daughter? who recognized her as my stepdaughter?" ask Deborah cynically. "Born as a result of an affair I don't deserve to be considered my stepdaughter!" hiss Deborah. "Say if you change your mind, you love the girl, and are reluctant to give up on me!"

"out! or your mouth will be the target of my next gun!" michael threatened to point the muzzle of the gun at Deborah's face. "You know my shots never miss, Deborah!" hiss Michael without caring about Michael's words.

"I'll get Chania my way! you traitor!" deborah was upset.

"Take your daughter out of here! I'm sick of seeing it every day!" said Michael.

"Suck!" deborah Oath. "Come Oliver! don't trade your life as Princess for this traitorous man!" Deborah pulled Oliver's hand firmly.

"No, Mom!" Oliver's trying to pull Oliver's hand. "I want to be here!"

"Don't argue!" deborah stared intently at her daughter.

Everyone took down the guns like Michael did. Make two women who step out of the house as the center of attention.

In another corner of the room, behind the wall. A pair of flickering eyes shed her tears. His body shook with the sobbing. A pair of legs felt limp like jelly, until they fell helplessly sitting on the marble.

' What did I expect? what have I dreamed of? '

He rubbed his stomach. He was certain that his son would be born without a father.

"Miss.." said a maid who had been standing next to Chania. Inadvertently joined in hearing the talk of his young master and his guest.

"Don't." Chania brushed off the hands of the maid who wanted to help her stand up.

"I'm sorry, Miss. I don't mean anything." he said politely on his knees next to Chania.

"I'm going to the room! don't tell Michael if I know everything." Chania rubbed her tears in a quick motion.

"But, Miss.."

"Please.." please Chania stare at the maid.

"Alright, Miss. But I beg you not to do anything to harm Miss."

"I know!" chania replied, trying to get up and return to her room by taking the elevator. Because the stairs will not ease his limp feet.

' I'm just the girl who was after her spinal cord. I'll never get Michael like I dreamed. Whatever happens, Mommy will protect you. '

He said in his heart while gently rubbing his stomach. One other hand wiped the rest of the tears.

Leaning against the wall, feeling unapologetic he pretended to stay asleep when he heard a bodyguard mention Deborah's name. Name written in the diary of the mother.

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