made for each other
📝I'm Rendu you already know my phone number, you have to come to the airport tomorrow at 9 am, I will be there, and I will kill you if you don't come, you know very well that I can find you no matter where you are, so you have to be at the airport in time selected 📝
Rindo turned off his phone, then pressed his big hands on the bag, locked it, and carried it in his hand, heading out of his room.
He put the bag on the sofa and the man who was standing in front of the apartment door took it.
Sir, are you going now?
Yeah, I won't wait, there's nothing to do, I've finished my work and everything is fine now.
Rendo and the man carrying the suitcase came out of the big building and the man put the suitcase in the trunk of the car after opening the door for Rendo to climb in the back and the man began to drive towards the airport while Rendo sat quietly, holding his breath.
He opened his phone again and saw the message he sent.
Trish got the message but didn't reply back.
- Cheh... nonsense.
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Sir, is there anything else you'd like to ask?
Hanma, in turn, looked at Irene, who was sitting in front of him calmly and coldly, looking at the dining table that was filled with dishes.
She shook her head in negation, and Hanma pointed his arm back toward the man behind him quietly, smiling.
The man walked, but when he called him, he came back and stood in front of them this time.
Hanma smiled and gave him a cold look, then said, pointing at Eren.
Honey, what was your favorite food?
Irene raised her head after placing the fork on the table in front of the plate.
Anything natural, without additives.
- Ah, madam, were the spices not good?
I can exchange your plate for another at once.
He approached quickly to take the plate from his hand, but Eren's hand was faster to get her up from the chair and he grabbed his head and put it in the plate and pulled the gun he was hiding behind his back under his jacket.
I like all kinds of food, but no poison.
I put his revolver against his head and looked at Hanma, who was sitting quietly clasping his fingers and smiling at the man who was looking at him and gritted.
Irene still held him in a difficult position, unable to move, the gun against his head and his eyes toward Hanma.
Irene said and began to ask questions.
-Who sent you? Is it Steve too?
Who is that Steve you're talking about?
I'm not going, sir, that's impossible!
Irene rolled her eyes and said in a cold tone.
Totally very obedient.
Then you won't admit it?
Oh, my God, I thought I wouldn't get my hands on blood this time in this particular place.
Irene shot him in the head, causing his blood to splatter and stain her transparent white shirt.
Irene pulled away from him to let him fall to the ground and put the gun on the table.
It's annoying, I wanted to enjoy this trip.
- But damn it!
Even in the room we live in, we are attacked, everywhere, all the time, all the time, they want to take our lives, what a miserable life!!
For the first time, Irene appears with this angry look to go towards the pistol again and shoot the same person while he is on the ground and empty the pistol and then throw it hard on the ground and come out to stand in the balcony with her hands to her chest
, tears fell from her eyes without noticing it.
Hanma came out from behind her and put a scarf on her shoulders, then turned her to him and grabbed her under her chin and raised his face towards him, so she tried to wipe her tears, but he wiped them with his hands and said to her
- Don't cry, I'm here.
- I agreed to come with you just to forget what happened a few weeks ago...
- Shelley's death... was unexpected, I just wanted to ignore it as if it hadn't happened and convinced myself that Shelley had gone somewhere else but...
Irene fell silent and at this moment hugged her head to his chest and his eyes turned cold.
We also didn't expect Cazatora to die like this.
- It's okay, Erin, we lose and win, there are small losses and big losses, and for us, this is a big loss.
We will try to get over it, even though it is difficult, but it must.
I'm sorry, I shouldn't have forgotten about you.
Irene turned away from him and looked into his eyes when she saw her overflowing with tears.
Hanma sat down on the big wooden chair and lowered his head. Meanwhile, Irene approached him and hugged his head to her chest, then said.
- I'll be with you too, so please, I don't want to see the man I gave myself to look like that.
- I'm fine, don't worry.
He grabbed her arm and then smiled and kissed the palm of her hand after he pushed her away then she sat on his thigh and they started talking and smiling and romantic movements and Hanma touches Irene's hair while she talks to him and he smiles at her
The situation between them changed, and expressing their feelings for each other changed the atmosphere and made them better.
It is as if they are according to the thing that God created them,
"that they should be a support for each other."
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- Huh...
- That bastard...!!
- How would that bastard know me when he didn't even see me?
She stood nervously, as if she wanted to eat the people around her.
Trish, come on, Trish, go, like I work for him!
Fuck you and your scoundrel business!
- I've been here since eight and I still haven't seen him yet!
- The sounds here are starting to bother me!
- How will he...
At this moment Trish stopped talking and turned quickly and screamed after someone put a hand on her shoulder from behind.
- Kiya!!!
- From that..!
Trish raised her eyes and blinked several times, trying to understand.
"It's him, he's so handsome...!"
"No no, I mean it's Rindo, Haitani Rindo... from the really famous Pontine gang!!"
- You scared me man!!
Trish yelled at him but was shocked again and turned and gave him her back as he looked at her coldly.
"One moment, how did he recognize me when he didn't even see me…?!"
"Could it be because he is a mafia man?!"
Trish turned around stiffly toward him and asked while leaning back.
- As... How did you know me?!
I haven't even met you before?
Meanwhile, Trish's eyes slid toward his sculpted body.
"Wow! Everything is perfect! Maybe even…"
"Shut up my brain shut up you crazy perverted bastard!!"
- That...
Before Trish could finish her sentence, Rendu pulled her to his chest and here her heart started to beat and her eyes opened wide
, "One moment!! Does he greet me like this?!"
I looked up at him when I saw him looking ahead and away from her.
It's the woman's bag that I have, are you that bold?
There was a man standing trying to steal Trish's little bag which he took from her shoulder without even realizing but Rendo grabbed his arm and squeezed it hard and looked at him coldly.
If you don't want your bones to break, leave them.
He looked at Rendo in shock and was looking at the huge body in front of him despite being Asian.
- I'm sorry....
He left the bag and ran quickly while Rendo pointed his finger from behind at the five men who were standing behind him, two of them went after the thief, and three remained, one of whom was carrying his bag.
So, woman.
Why don't you answer my calls?