One Night Stand With My CEO
Prisoner of the Mafia (spoiler)

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Mafia,

Who doesn't know them? people have no heart with all the power and money. They were all criminals in neat suits, wearing masks with beautiful faces, misguided calls from their sweet mouths to trap their prey into dark circles.

They are clever, yet cunning. Gives high hopes, but drops you to the bottom of the abyss. In fact, they helped you out of luck, but in the end they themselves killed you, their hearts were dead and cold.

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Mexico, 2022.

In an old building, there is a dark room also stuffy, seen two people dragged with a rough unhuman, without the slightest pity. A few well-tuned men were scattered in this room. "Master. I've got them." The two helpless men were like a cow waiting only for their time to be slaughtered. They were confused while staring at the horrors of those who stood firm, their faces might be as clean as humans in general, not as scary as a monster with a scary face with a body filled with large muscles. Wasn't it!

They were all clean with no tattoos on their bodies, neat clothes with suits and sunglasses. But these are the real demons, they are the real monsters. Just a little mistake, the firearms they always carry will come your way.

A man sitting quietly on a black chair began to turn the chair he was sitting on slowly. A handsome face with hard jaws might be like a god in the eyes of everyone, yes, it is true that he is a god, a demon god in this dark world.

"Are you tired of living?" tanyanya relax. He's Axton Matthew, the Mafia boss.

"No sir. I beg for mercy. Give me some more time" said one of the two people in the middle.

"Jack's. How much debt?" axton asked, starting to turn the firearm on his index finger. The glare of the sharp eyes staring at that thing was more attractive than the two weak humans before him.

"$50,000 that includes flowers." Axton smiled obliquely. Looking down on the two poor men.

"What! I only owe $7,000," the protest was quick, right at the end of his remark someone kicked the man's left shoulder.

"Oh my master, I don't have that kind of money" said the man, crawling and prostrating himself before Axton.

Axton clucked slowly. "Then what good are you now if you can't pay it off? I give you 2 choices, you want to die in an instant or in a few days?"

"No sir. Please forgive me, give me a few more days."

Axton's body trembled faintly as a result of his small laugh, he stared at some of his men with an innocent look. "You didn't hear?" The man below gulped down his saliva, cold sweat began to appear on his forehead as Axton said so. "Bring him in the basement. Apparently he'd rather die a few days."

"No sir! No, give me a chance to pay it off!" the man shouted hysterically. Two people forcefully pulled his hand from behind inhumanly.

Now there was only one poor man left, his eyes were terrified and there was no hope. His heart seemed to want to escape when Axton stood up from his seat. Walk around him slowly. "Jameses. You've been gambling 5 years in my place, you know how much you owe?" axton asked in a calm voice. The poor man could only remain silent with an alarming look on his face. "I see lately you've always lost" Axton continued.

James' entire body felt a great tremble, he began to plead with Axton. "Sir I'm sorry—" he said interrupted as Axton shook his head.

"No. I don't want your apologies. I want my money back, "Axton keeps the piston tip in that guy's head. "I don't want to talk anymore. Do you want to die directly or be with your friend?" ask Axton.

The man shook his head quickly, he inching to kiss Axton's shiny shoes, but Axton quickly dodged. "No sir. I have a daughter, "please James sounds terrible. Axton stopped his twisting steps, his demonic smile again coming out.

"You want to pay the debt with your son? It's quite interesting" Axton said.

James raised his face, he shook his head quickly. "No. That's not what I mean, sir. He only has me, if I die he'll be alone" James explained.

"I'm not interested in that story. Then bring your son now. If she was an ordinary woman, she would probably be your plaything" Axton said, staring at the cold-faced men, as if she had not been warmed by a woman for a long time, and this offer is very fitting. It should kill the nightmare, right?

"No sir. Nah! He's a good boy. I'd rather die" cried James. Now the man is crying. He did not want to involve his son.