Semua Bab Lust Of The Mafia's Lord: Bab 81 - Bab 90

The grandmother's wrinkled eyes somehow brought a strange feeling to Arren. This soft-hearted girl, of course, didn't have the heart to demand an explanation from her grandmother, because the woman looked fragile and weak.However, Arren's inner turmoil said otherwise. She had to know all the tricks of the old woman, who had messed up the structure of her life. Arren's jaw began to harden when her grandmother smiled as if she was innocent.How could that old woman be so cold-hearted and show no remorse at all? Arren was very sick of seeing her.“Arren, sit down. Would you like a cup of hot chocolate?” asked the grandmother, while guiding her granddaughter to the meeting sofa.The touch of her hands remained warm, as if there had never been any problems between them before. However, Arren was really annoyed by her grandmother's attitude, who seemed to have forgotten all the bad actions she had done to her family a long time ago.Arren really didn't want to stay there any longer."Grandm

"Tell me from the beginning!" demanded Arren, increasingly sensing a suspicious scent from her aunt."Well, Miss..."The old servant began the tale, revealing the origin of the suspicions creeping into her mind.The suspicion wasn't unfounded, considering the sudden arrival of a new doctor, a critical factor in the significant changes in the great Lady's life.It all began with a rather drastic change in the Lady's health. Those who had faithfully served the Rossie family for years began to worry as the Lady grew weaker day by day.The once energetic and lively Lady was now gradually confined to her bed. Age played a role in this change, but something more mysterious seemed to be happening.The great Lady, who used to enjoy morning walks in the garden, now merely huddled in her bed, uninterested in anything.This change was peculiar and confusing because the great Lady was usually meticulous in maintaining her healthy lifestyle.The servants started questioning this routine in their mi

Clark's body gently touched the surface of Arren's skin, which had previously turned blue.Luckily, thanks to the room heater, the surrounding temperature started to warm up, which was quite relaxing."Arren..." Clark called softly, rubbing Arren's hands and feet slowly. The skin-to-skin contact he made was like a suicide mission, which made Clark feel depressed.Why not? The man couldn't control the lust that suddenly bubbled up as if looking for an opportunity to land his manhood in Arren's vagina, which so tempted faith.Clark's breathing became more rapid when Arren's bulge suddenly touched his chest when she suddenly turned around. However, in a critical situation like this, Clark knew he could not be provoked by lust.He had to remain focused on his task of caring for Arren, thereby preventing the girl's body from turning blue again.Meanwhile, anxiety began to haunt him because there were no signs that Arren would wake up from her sleep soon."Arren, please," Clark whispered in

The ship desired by Leon is currently on its journey. While waiting, Leon intends to bid farewell to Ford, his trusted confidant. They meet in the city center, spending time chatting before Leon has to sail far away the next day."Boss!" Ford calls from the entrance. Leon is already at the bar, hurriedly finishing his first drink. The alcohol's impact causes a headache, but eventually, Leon begins to savor the created pleasure.Ford approaches Leon, sitting beside him, carefully observing his friend. The once ruthless mafia boss appears vulnerable and unrecognizable, affected by a severe heartbreak."Have you found Madam, Boss?" Ford inquires, delving deeper into Arren, the cause behind the boss's dramatic change.Leon shakes his head, his eyes staring blankly into the amber-colored drink. "I've only found a trace. That's why I'll confirm it soon."Ford nods, knowing Leon won't change his mind. However, his concern remains; Leon's current mental state is in a steep decline, something F

The following day, tension still enveloped Mansion Rossie. Clark and the search team continued to struggle to trace the whereabouts of Madam Rossie.Any clues that could lead them to Madam Rossie would soon be sought.Clark wouldn't give up easily, as Madam's life could be in danger."Let's go back to Madam's room," Clark suggested, trying to find more profound clues.They agreed and began moving towards the second floor, towards Madam's room.Madam's room was an elegant space filled with luxurious antique items. Golden-laid wooden furniture adorned the room with beautiful wall decorations.Arren had spent a lot of time with her grandmother there when she was young. Arren enjoyed listening to stories of the past and wise advice from her back when she was vibrant.However, in that room, no clues were pointing to Madam's whereabouts anywhere.They quickly left the empty room and retraced the route usually taken by Madam Rossie.Their steps halted upon reaching the kitchen near the servan