The Prisoner of Love the Mafia
Will repay

Hotelis..

Dav laid his wife's body on the large bed carefully. Dav kissed his forehead friendly, then gave a glimpse of the lips that look a little pale, then he gently rubbed the face of the wife. "Good night baby," he said, again landed his kiss on his wife's forehead.

Drrt.... Drrt...

Dav's phone rang indicating that there was an incoming call for him, Dav sighed roughly, then he reached into the flat object from inside his pants pocket, without waiting any longer, Dav immediately shifted the green button, then placed his phone on his right ear.

"Hows it? Is everything done?" Dav asked impatiently.

"You take it easy, boss. It's all done, I make sure Mr. Gerald will cry hysterically when he sees the body of his son on the doorstep." The answer to someone else is Lucas.

Dav grinned, he was already impatiently waiting for the retaliation from the bayah man, Dav was very sure, if Gerald would do everything he could to avenge the death of his youngest son. "Good! I can't wait for the next game." Dav again sighed harshly, then he said. "You've left a trail, haven't you?"

"Already, boss. I left his tracks in Alex's pocket. I'm sure they'll find out soon."

"Good job." After saying that, Dav immediately shifted the red button, he put his phone on the nightstand. "The next game is about to start, ah it looks like it's going to get even more exciting." Dav said with a grin that was so scary. Dav looked back at his wife's face, then smiled as he said. "Honey, soon the killers of your parents will feel what your parents first felt, I will make sure they die in my hands in a way that is far more terrible than your parents."

Dav again landed his kiss on the wife's forehead, then after that he stood up, then walked his legs to the bathroom door, today was the most tiring day for him, he said, Dav also had to clean himself, his body was already uncomfortable due to sweat.

***

The Gerald family residence.

The roaring cry of a bayah man enveloped the entire central hall of the Gerald family residence. The bayah man looked so devastated over the death of his youngest son which was so sad.

"Deon, who would have dared to kill you, son? Papa will never let go, papa promised, papa will take revenge for you, son." Ogre the bayah man who was none other than Mr. Gerald.

"Paaaahs..... " Call Deril with a heavy-sounding voice. Gerald only glanced at his eldest son, then he looked back at the corpse before him. Deril slowly moved both of his legs towards the father, his footsteps looked very heavy, his eyes began to look glassy when he saw his only brother who had now turned into a corpse.

Deril fell down before the corpse of the younger brother, his tears fell down his handsome face, his hands began to clench firmly, sadness, hate, and anger gathered together in him. "Deon! Why are you shackling so fast? Even if we never get along, but I won't be able to take it if you die this way." Deril clasped Deon's hand, he stared fixedly at the face of the brother who was pale. "I will definitely avenge you, Deon. I will definitely kill the one who killed you, whoever it is, I will definitely kill it." Deril's determination clenched his hand again firmly. Vengeance and anger again enveloped him, even the look in his eyes looked so frightening.

"There must be a trace left by the killer."Gerald then traced his son's entire body, believing the killer had left his mark on his son's body. "Dav...." Gerald murmured as he grabbed something that was inside his son's suit pocket.

Seriate.