Beautiful MAFIA concubine
MARCHELS

Marchel thought hard to find a maid who could be billed. The average waiter here has changed from fat to skinny, beautiful to tangled and wrinkled. It could be because of a lot of work and fear every day with Mr. Alvaro. They are depressed waiting for death to come.

"Master, which waitress to take, everything you're still crazy about. I'm afraid I chose wrong."

"I don't want to sleep with the waiter anymore, my degree is down. I'm king mafia don't level sleeping with waiters."

"They are not real servants, there are no lowly women. All of them are and have a class. The difference is that they're captives, from the black world." Marchel said in astonishment. Why did Alvaro suddenly refuse the servant.

"Sorry sir, if you refuse to sleep with the servant, who will you sleep with. We don't just throw women in here. The risk is very high when it comes to women outside, while your lust is great." Marchel continued to look at Alvaro.

"There's Alexa.." replied Alvaro doubtfully. He is not sure if Alexa is able to make himself satisfied like Maria, his mistress.

"Master, I'll get Maria home soon. I'm sure only Mary can satisfy you."

"Maybe, but if Alexa knows Maria is also a servant I'm embarrassed."

It turns out that Alexa is the culprit that makes Alvaro change a lot. Bathin Marchel's. Whatever that girl was talking about. Just make it hard.

"That's easy to set up, sir, I'll tell Alexa that Maria is your boyfriend."

"Call Mary home quickly." Alvaro said. He stood ready for the office.

"Ready sir, ." said Marchel.

Marchel came out of the study to her room. He called Margareta on the intercom. The woman came with her head down.

"Boss called me?"

"You'll I'll return, you'll have a gift from you in the suitcase" Marchel said with a flat face.

"Is this serious boss, where will I be taken? considering my family's been killed all over."

"You bought a house in the village. I'll give you the address of the house."

"At 16 30 pm, we take you to the first city, on the road of the elephant mada, after which you ride ojol. We can't get you to the village 'cause everything's busy."

"It's okay boss, more free to walk alone. Thank you boss." said Margareta very pleased.

Now just call Maria. This woman is Alvaro's favorite servant. He, too, from the black world, the son of a mafia kingpin, has long been held captive here as Alvaro's servant and lust-satisfactor. The person is quite beautiful, sexy, tiny and nice to be taped to sleep.

Once every six months Maria will go out of the country to entertain herself with a black card provided by Alvaro. He will spend Alvaro's money freely to buy branded clothes.

"Servant A, where's your position?" call Marchel to the bodyguard escorting Maria.

"ION Orchard boss, Maria is still shopping inside. What's the matter boss?"

"Go home, sir, you need a channel."

"Many servants in the mansion, Maria will be angry because they have just arrived already told to go home."

"Dead or go home." Marchel declared firmly. The phone connection was unilaterally broken by Marchel.

The last task is to kill Nickolas. Marchel would send 10 bodyguards to the usual bar satronized by Nickolas's gangsters. Usually five of Nickolas's bodyguards until the morning are at the Nest Bar selling narcotics.

Marchel is confused about choosing a waitress to be Nickolas's decoy. There is nothing as beautiful and sexy as Alexa. Marchel asked Alvaro for permission to use the Alexa feed.

"Her boss, I'm authorized to take Alexa to the Nest Bar." Marchel called her. Alvaro who is in a meeting with Vendors does not go home. He agreed without asking further.

Marchel rushed to Alexa's room, the beautiful girl was sitting tucked away on the sofa. He didn't look when Marchel came.

"Alexa, you're beautiful today. How's your leg, it's healed?"

"Hemm.you need what, straight to the destination. From childhood I was beautiful not just today."

"Don't miss the dong say, how about we go to the bar today, I mean now."

Why does he know, Marchel thought. But he's planning to buy drugs, not sell them.

"I'm gonna introduce you to a bar where tongkrongan buy and sell drugs. It's where it's fun to hang out."

"You go there often? my legs haven't healed properly, but they're improving."

"Not so often, but ever. I'll take you, just relax. We nongki-nongki mumpung muan no. Stay here I'll get Viji to dress you up."

"Don't make a downing, too" Alexa said, preventing Marchel from searching for Viji. But Marchel stayed out.

It wasn't long before Marchel came to take a woman. Viji smiled when he saw Alexa.

"Viji please make up Alexa so that her face is different, wear sexy clothes." Marchel ordered.

"Every boss." replied Viji approaching Alexa.

"Miss, my name is Viji, it's nice to meet you."

"I'm Alexa, how are you today?" Alexa stood shaking Viji's hand. The hand is thin and wrinkled.

"I'm fine, miss, we're just here counting the days, if not shot, thrown into the crocodile cage" Viji said slowly.

"Hahaha.if you know you're going to die why not eat a lot, so that the body and pray at all times."

"Theories and practices are different miss" said Viji smiling. She took Alexa to the salon.

This hundred acre land was on top of a cold hill. Mansion Alvaro stands firmly on two floors. Here everything is there, health clinics, beauty salons, horse races, crocodile pools, wild forests, swimming pools, jacuzzis, theaters and shooting spots. What is not there is a sense of comfort, even if there is a lot of money if you have lived on the hard track, and justify all means, life feels to be on the edge.

"You been here a long time?" ask Alexa after they get to the salon.

"There's two years."

"Have you been bedridden by Mr Alvaro?"

"Almost everything is tasted, we just give up. That is a task that cannot be denied. We-we are at least two invited, most often Miss Maria. He's Mr.'s favorite servant."

"Ohh.I'm glad to hear that you have a beloved servant means I'm free."

"So miss hasn't tasted yet?"

"Not yet...already...." Alexa just knew that Marchel was back there. I hope he doesn't hear their talk. Alexa Bathin.

"Alexa, so you've not...." Marchel came directly asking.

"IT'S BEEN.." answered Alexa quickly. Marchel looked into Alexa's brown eyes.

"I don't know who you are, but I feel you're more than a journalist" Marchel said, abruptly pulling his flying knife out of his pants pocket and throwing it at Alexa.

Alexa dropped her body and rolled to the side, her body soaring awake. Alexa's right hand clamped down on Marchel's neck, while her left hand was carrying Marchel's flying knife.

"Again, I gave up. My double is right, you're my future wife." Marchel said, complaining as Alexa pushed him against the wall.

"Mr Marchel carefully spoke, I don't want you in the crocodile pool" Alexa laughed.

'Master is not there, we are free for a moment" said Marchel holding her sore neck.

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MARCHELS