Mafia Story Return of a Useless Child
Conqueror of the Casanova

Dian was already exhausted against those jerks, her strength was almost depleted to maintain her pride. The clothes he wore had even been torn apart in some parts, considering that the men did not playfully attack him.

Grep.

"Akh!" the stifled screech came out of Dian's mouth when one of the men managed to lock onto her movements.

Breathing gasps to make his chest look up and down, plus the skin that looks more radiant because the sweat released further adds to the passion of the men.

Dukh!

"Hhh!" Dian was jolted as the man who locked her up now rammed her body into a large tree by the roadside.

Srakh!

Dian's eyes widened when his top shirt shirt was torn to reveal the cover of his precious asset. His body continued to rebel with all its might hoping to be freed from those bastards.

'Till this is the end of my life? What should I do if they take away my honor? I beg you to bring someone to help me this time!' murmured Dian, expectantly.

Biting his lips with all his might to hold the stuffing that almost came out, his eyes closed not wanting to see the happy and triumphant face of all of them.

"Hold him!" said the man with the torn pants, to his friends.

Dian felt pain all over her body, her hands held by two men, while the man in front of her was already preparing to undress.

Fear and despair now enveloped the heart of the woman, she could no longer hope when the destruction was in sight.

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Elsewhere, a man who had just returned home from his office, was disturbed when he saw a suspicious crowd on the quiet side of the road also lacking light.

His eyes squinted at what was happening there, until it was accidentally seen a woman was wanting to be harassed by a group of men.

Parking the car a good distance away, he walked snuggled close to the crowd that was happening under a large tree.

His eyes widened with what was seen now, his heart racing faster with emotions ready to overflow.

Dukh! the man managed to give a kick on the back of the man who was about to undress.

Prepare with the position of the horses to receive a counterattack from the man.

"Suckers! Whoareyou? How dare it interfere with our pleasure!" the man looked up at the man in the white shirt.

Dian opened her eyes, as the sound of a punch rang out in the ears, a faint smile etched on her already broken lips, upon discovering that a well-built man was fighting with that jerk man.

"You help her, let this woman take care of me!" said one of those holding Diandra's hand.

"Deliver!" Diandra tried to rebel, as his hands were held behind his body. A hope of freedom spurred his spirit to continue rebelling.

Brak!

One half-drunk man, released to hit the front hood of Dian's car, then rolled and fell down on the asphalt of the road.

Dian could no longer see what was happening in front of her, as the darkness took away her light, she was unconscious, having received a hard blow on her nape.

"Rancid ass!" as if the man in white shirt, then immediately attacked the man who had made Dian unconscious.

Moments later all the half-drunk men who had almost harassed Dian, finally lay unconscious on the cold asphalt that night.

Uphold the body with a rough breath, fix a shirt that is already messy and wet with sweat, then walk up to Dian who is still unconscious.

Carrying her bridal style into her car, carefully resting her wounded body in the passenger seat, picking up a suit lying in the back seat, and then using it to cover Dian's body. The man switched to picking up the phone on the dashboard of the car, then contacting someone.

"Clean up the mess here, I share the location now!" his word does not want to be disputed.

Upon the arrival of his assistant and his men, he darted away to his house stay while being there.

"A' Gio, who is this, why is it brought home?" ask a middle-aged woman who served as her domestic assistant here.

"Please prepare water to clean the wound, soon Randi comes to bring clothes for her!" said the man who was none other than Gio. He continued his steps towards his private room on the second floor.

The middle-aged woman, immediately walked to carry out the orders of her new master, without even asking further.

Gio looked at the tired face filled with bruises from the punch, he sat on the chair not far from the bed, where Dian was lying.

His forehead was furrowing deeply with an indecipherable look of his eyes. He had only been here for three days, and now he had ventured to help a woman who was about to become a victim of those jerks.

Where the desire came from, when before he never cared about the women around him, except for his mother, brother and youngest sister. However, everything that happened a moment ago, made him feel confused himself.

Tok ... tok ....

The knock on the door made Gio turn his eyes, there he saw his assistant standing with a container and a small towel in hand, do not forget the P3K equipment that has been prepared as well.

Gio got up, he walked towards the side of the bed, staring fixedly at the beautiful face that was now still closing his eyes.

"Clean and treat all the wounds, take off all the clothes and replace with what Randi brings in a moment!" gio's orders, ganpa released his gaze on Dian's face.

"Well, A' Gio," the woman nodded.

Gio went to the bathroom to clean himself, his body felt so sticky, because of the fight a while ago, to make him have to take a shower. He also needs to relax himself, so that the muscles that feel stiff again feel fresh.

Gio had just finished cleaning himself up, he immediately saw an unusual sight in his room.

A woman is now seen closing her eyes on her bed, a thin smile is engraved when she sees the woman's body, now has changed clothes with a new one.

All this time he always went away after finding satisfaction with the comfort women chosen by him, so that no woman he had ever seen was asleep in the same bed.

They are just satisfied with his passion and ambition, after all those who offer, then why should he refuse. Gio is not a hypocritical man, to the point of dismissing while his rebellious soul wants to. He was a man who lived freely with the women at his side.

Take a spare blanket in the closet and choose to sleep on the sofa. Now the two fell asleep with their own thoughts. Somehow they both face tomorrow, with the surprise of what will happen.

Yes, two strangers who had just met, were now asleep in the same room. Thankfully not all together either. Remember this is an area, not a big city that won't be in trouble just to sleep with a woman.