The Mafia's Whore
#6: Anger
Bella stared at that wide, sturdy back. That's where she lives, sadness and happiness. A wife will never take her husband with another woman. A wife will not be able to see her husband spend the night with another woman, but, what can she do? it just takes time.
"Jho..."
Jhonatan stopped his steps. The call was always able to stop his time.
"I'll still love you Jho."
Deg
Jhonatan's heart felt tight. He does not know with his heart. Not usually his heart is tight and his chest feels hot.
Angelina looked at Bella and Jhonatan. He always felt that Jonathan had bonded with Bella. "Honey, go!"
Angelina drags Jhonatan's arm. What if her sister is really tied up? what about Gladies? what about Bella?
"Sister can't love her" said Angelina. His eyes were straight ahead without even looking at his brother.
Jhonatan, he always rejects the feeling of liking Bella. His heart, it belongs only to the Gladies.
"Sometimes I feel sorry for her, she loves you so much. Sometimes I think, too, is your sister worthy of her? see all the lives of Brother. What a sister deserves to be loved by a good woman like Bella."
Jhonatan fell silent, he liked to kill. Killing each other is his skill. He doesn't like being kicked around.
"But, I hate her for making sister-in-law unconscious. But I don't want to blame him. The accident was not because of her, not her desire." - Angelina.
She was sure that Bella's love for her sister was so great. He always thought about all the things related to him.
The sports car stopped at a luxury hotel. Angelina, the woman just came down. While Jhonatan, the man returned to drive his car.
He headed for his base.There he could vent all his anger.
The man gave respect. Jhonatan went into the iron bars. The room was stuffy, there was no light there was only moonlight in the small window of the room. There was no bed, just a haystack.
The smell of blood always dyed the room. A man drowned. Jhonatan kicked his stomach making him grimace in pain.
"Gram!!" The man groaned in pain. His body feels hot and painful. Jonathan's men whipped him and made his body full of wounds.
Jhonatan stood up, his hands slid into his pants pocket. The two bodyguards helped the weak man stand up.
"God! I hate you, Jhonatan! you have made my parents die !!!" he shouted with anger. The deaths of his parents were right in front of his eyes. He witnessed for himself, the hand of Jhonatan shooting his parents.
Jhonatan smiled cynically. Both of his parents were guilty of killing him.
"It's not worth what they do. They made my Gladies cry."
Gladies, his wife had cried when he was in the hospital because of a gunshot wound in his stomach.
"Only a foolish woman cries over you and loves you !!"
Bhuk
Jhonatan blows his punch. He doesn't like anyone to call his wife.
"Maybe this time you'll never feel the loss. But, I swear at you. You will feel the loss of someone who loves you. You will feel what it is like to lose who loves us and we love him too. You'll feel it Jhonatan. You'll feel where that person no longer looks at you. You're gonna feel someone's loss." He shouted, the veins on his neck were almost cut off. He took out all the grunts in his heart.
Dorian
The gun stuck right in the man's forehead. Makes him no longer breathe.
John threw away the small gun. Ears and hatiny feel hot. The words of the man seemed to create fear in his heart, but, he a Jonathan would not feel fear. Jonathan, will not be afraid of anyone.