The Prisoner of Love the Mafia
Death smile

Elena looked at Sam intently, obviously the dress was a perfect fit for her, but why did Sam say that she had brought her clothes wrong? Did Sam lie to her intentionally? Or maybe the dress that he holds right now is not for himself, but for his lover Sam. Yes, maybe Sam was wrong to carry his clothes and maybe also the posture of Sam's lover is the same as his posture. That was Elena's current thinking.

"So who's dress? Does this belong to your lover, uncle?"Elena's question dispelled her curiosity.

"Mom...."

"Yes, honey. Your words are right. This dress belongs to her boyfriend. So now you give this dress to Sam. Let Sam bring you some more clothes."Sela Dav made Sam widen his eyeballs perfectly. Anyway, Sam is a true single person. He did not want his boss to tarnish his incompetence that almost lasted for fifteen years.

"Ish I'll ask him why you answered."Said Elena while pinching her husband's arm.

"I represent him, baby. You don't know if Sam's actually very shy. He does not want people _people to know that he already has a lover." Dav replied while showing a smile on his thin lips. " Right, Sam." Dav turned his eyes to his assistant.

"Basic boss has no heart, just want to tell me to admit that I have a lover! Lover from hong kong."Inner Sam was upset. But he could not dispute his boss's words. "Rubber, boss."Sam replied with a forced also while displaying a smile of his feet that makes people misunderstand and think of it as a smile of death. So horrible.

"Uncle, it's better not to smile."Elena was horrified to see the grin of death given by her husband's assistant.

"What's the matter, miss? Is not that smile the same as worship!" Sam frowned confusedly, if other people always told him to display his smile, but Elena was the opposite. "Is it possible that Miss Elena was charmed by my smile? Then he didn't want to make the boss jealous. She asked me not to show my smile for fear that she would be more and more fascinated by my smile."Sam is deep with high confidence as high as monas in Jakarta. "Ah seems right...."

"Your smile is very scary. So it's better not to smile than to scare others."Elena's words made Sam immediately fall from the height of the monas. Meanwhile, Elena immediately stepped her foot away, while Dav, immediately detonated his laughter immediately making Sam snort immediately annoyed. He was upset because he was too confident.

"I borrow it first."Shouted Elena before entering the bathroom. Dav can only resign, he can't possibly force Elena to return the damn dress.

Dav looked back at Sam, clearly Sam's face was upset because of the words of his little wife. "Don't be upset like that, Sam. I don't think your smile is too scary, so keep spreading your smile to people_people. Understand" Dav said, patting his assistant on the shoulder.

"Understand me, boss."Sam answered. "What does he say not seem too scary? That means my smile is scary, right? Ah basic husband same wife same. Both have no feelings."Inner Sam sighed softly.

"Why are you breathing out? Did I say it wrong?"Dav asked, staring intently at his assistant.

"Ah no, boss. Then excuse me, boss."

"Hmmm.... All right, job issues I leave everything to you. Inget! In three days don't interrupt my time with my wife. Understood." Resolutely Dav without taking his eyes off the assistant.

"I understand, boss." Sam replied while nodding slowly. "Then excuse me, boss."Pamit Sam for the second time. Dav just nodded his head, and then Sam immediately rushed his feet away. Meanwhile, Dav returns to his bed, waiting for his little wife who is currently changing clothes in the bathroom.

Seriate.