The Beautiful Mafia the CEO
Ch 9: Excessive anxiety.
Arriving at the apartment.
Marvin laid Killa down on the bed in his bedroom, not the room that was before her where Killa slept.
Srreeett....
Marvin tore off the bottom of the dress that Killa was wearing. Killa was shocked to see what Marvin was doing. His face immediately flushed with embarrassment.
How not if the bottom of the dress is wide open. It is clear that its p*ha is white and its legs are smooth. Killa swallowed her saliva, despite feeling pain in part of her abdominal wound. But at once he also felt embarrassed and awkward.
Killa looked at Marvin's face. The man did not react at all. His facial sharpness was still equally flat with no expression. Marvin ripped the dress to the stomach of Killa. Then he swiftly covered the lower part of Killa's body using a blanket.
"Don't....." Killa held Marvin's hand that was about to rip it up.
Marvin looked at Killa's face. He just realized what he was doing. So anxious he was against Killa, to the point that he was not aware if was looking at**i a woman.
Marvin pulled back his hand, then put it in his pants pocket. "Sorry...." She then passed out of the room.
Killa stared at Marvin's sudden departure. She saw a faint smile on her beautiful face expanding. He felt Marvin's attitude was very funny.
It turns out that stiff and cold men like her, can feel embarrassed too....
Look at her face that was red like that shrimp, an unexpected pastime....
At times like this, in an instant I forgot this pain of holding back a laugh....
With great difficulty Killa also opened the gauze that wrapped his wound. "Akkh...." Killa growled in pain but still could stand it.
"The wound's getting open, we better get to the hospital...." Marvin said suddenly.
Regardless of when she was there, Killa was completely unaware of it. Marvin walked up to Killa while carrying a P3K box.
"I don't want to go to the hospital, being treated alone is enough...." Killa Sahut.
Killa who was feeling the pain was also stirred by emotions. He looked back at Marvin. But a second later he regained his senses and immediately turned his face away. Killa must be able to control her emotions.
"Pliss, just this time, please don't force me into the hospital...." Killa put on a face pleading.
"Give up, if your wounds get worse, I don't want you to trouble me later...." Marvin threw his face away not wanting to look at Killa's face.
He began to treat Killa's wounds and change the gauze and bandage. Without a word coming out of his mouth. Killa stared wryly at Marvin's face endlessly, while the man was busy with his wounds.
Don't let him see the tattoo on my body....
I could have my charade exposed, and he knew that I was a mafia....
"It's over. You should change your clothes and get some rest" said Marvin standing in front of Killa.
"....or you should sleep with no clothes on, let your wound get oxygen do not close it continuously because it can lead to severe infection...." Marvin.
When Killa was shocked, she looked at Marvin's skepticism. There was no way he would sleep without clothes on. Sleeping in the same room as the cold man.
"Why? Take it easy, I'll sleep in the study, so you don't have to worry" Marvin glanced at Killa at a glance and turned his body out of the room.
"Huh...I can hang it if it is too long near her, somehow if it is talking to her I can not read what is in her mind....she was too flat and cold" Killa let out a long sigh, while twitching her tense temples.
Finally that night he slept wearing nothing. Killa obeyed Marvin. Remember that Marvin didn't sleep in that room either. Killa could be freer without feeling afraid if Marvin saw his body. Or rather a tattoo that is drawn on his body.
TBC.
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