All Chapters of Cold Mafia's Romance: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

After a while, she was standing in front of him wearing a black gown with a jacket over her head and a wig on her head ... who was watching her from head to toe...“Apply makeup on your face...”She held out her make-up box to him, and without question she stood in front of the mirror and began to put on her make-up. So ... then he told Heer to go and stand near the window of the room ... she stood there so he took the camera out of the bag and clicked a picture of her which was instant passport size.She opened her mouth and looked at him who was now skillfully replacing the fake ID image with this image....“Whenever you go out with me, you have to stay in the same style, meaning wig, lens and make-up ...”When she came to her senses at his voice, she quickly started shaking her head in yes...“I just come back refreshed ... if you touch something from behind me you will swear very much. I am treating you very

  “Come here”After a while, Bernardo's voice hit her hearing and she left the road and looked at him without understanding...“What ...?” She asked with a beating heart...“I don't like to repeat my words ...”He warned her in a soft voice, then her heart started racing in fear at the speed of 120, but she strengthened herself and got a little closer to him ... then seeing the rope and the black bandage in his hand, her eyes spread...“What is this for ...?” She stammered, but as he listened, he began to blindfold her, while Heer's body began to tremble with fear...“Why ...?” She barely spoke again...“So you don't see where we're going.....”He breaks Heer's heart, which is now really kidnapping her....“OK ... more what you will do with me now ...? Hmmm...Will you tie my feet with rope....?”She put he

The one who was showing a lot of enthusiasm outside, started getting weak as soon as she got lonely because she did not know what the mission would be like...? What does she have to do...? If she fails, how terrible will be her punishment...?As soon as different thoughts came to her mind, her eyes started getting wet ... At that moment, there was a knock on the door and she quickly wiped away his tears...“Blindfolded boss wants to talk to you ...” When a man's voice came from outside, she took out a black bandage from the drawer and closed her eyes. Then she heard the sound of the door opening and she felt some people coming into her room ... Her heart started beating fast but did not express any expression on her face...“The mission you are going on will have some dangerous gang leaders from Russia and some well-known rural gangs present in Brazil. This watch is worth ten million US dollars, I just want the watch, which you will bring...&rd

“Do anything and feed her mouth, find out what are the intentions of this girl ...? I just have to go and see the guests and then open the clock…”Anthony looked at the other guards in the room and spoke coldly and walked towards the door... “What am I thinking in my head, tonight girls are going to be trafficked, so let's do it and add it to these girls ... It looks beautiful anyway, money will come in handy ...” One of the three guards there gave advice and he turned to look at her through the door while a wave of fear ran through Heer's spine. “Feed her first, then think about what to do with her, and yes.. I think the machine is heavy so they can't be brought yet. You both go and help them ....” He spoke to the guards and they went out with him, leaving only one man, Heer, who was the biggest bodybuilder among them... The man took small steps and walked towards Heer who was busy crying with her face down. He put the tip of his pistol on her

Heer came back to her room and cried loudly because she had not completed the mission and the other had shot Bernardo who had left her in a rage without knowing where he had gone. She woke up a long time later and took a shower and changed her clothes... The afternoon turned to night and during this time only the old woman came to give her food which she did not touch because her hunger had been quenched by the fear of punishment... She was crying in the cushion with her face covered. Her heartbeat quickened at the sound of the door opening... “Are you OK...?” When the old woman saw the plate of food lying there, she began to ask anxiously ... She raised her head with red eyes and looked at her who was carrying some things in the tray in which cotton was prominent... “For now, I am alive, who is this for ...?” She sat down and pointed to the tray... “Um, of course, yes, I know this, why it's something known in advance.”