A Night with Mr. Mafia

"Pel, let's go home," said Oliv, feeling uncomfortable in the club.

Olivia Ethana Mateus was the granddaughter of Simon Mateus, who owned Switzerland's largest health research company. Her cousin, Penelope Alberta Mateus, stood in front of her.

"Come on, Oliv. We should have some fun; it's a bachelorette party before your wedding to Aland tomorrow," Penelope said.

"It's late," Olivia complained, feeling uncomfortable in such a place.

"Relax. Drink this first," Penelope said, handing her a pink cocktail glass. Without thinking, Olivia gulped down the drink.

"Um, it's sweet," Olivia said, looking at the empty glass.

"Yeah, you like things that don't have a strong aroma and aren't bitter," Penelope replied.

"Yeah, right." Olive's gaze on the empty glass became more and more blurred. "Ugh, I'm suddenly sleepy," she muttered.

"Really?" asked Penelope, noticing Olivia's pale face and heavy eyes.

"You're drunk, Oliv."

"Um, really? I'm usually a strong drinker," she muttered, finally losing consciousness. Her head hit the table, and she fell asleep.

Penelope smiled at the sight of Olivia losing consciousness. Then she called someone on her cell phone.

After a few minutes, two men came over to Penelope.

"Take this girl upstairs." Just lay her down on the bed in Room 1152," Penelope ordered.

"Yes, ma'am."

Two men carried Olivia away. Penelope grinned as she continued to stare at her stepsister's departure.

"Do you believe you can have Aland?" Penelope muttered. "The land is mine!"

***

"Ugh, it's so hot," Olivia complained, feeling uncomfortable in her sleep. She slowly took off all her clothes because she felt very uncomfortable.

At the same time, a man had just entered the room and was quite surprised to see that she was taking off her clothes on the bed with sensual movements.

"Who is that woman?" muttered the handsome man.

The man was Zayden. He walked over to the bed with his suit off.

"What are you doing here? I don't need a comfort woman," Zayden said with a sharp look in his eyes.

When she heard that exclamation, Olivia turned to the source of the voice. "What are you doing here? This is my room," Olivia complained. "Ah, you must be the new maid, huh? You don't have to help me change. I'm going to sleep like this; you go out," Olivia said, laying down on the bed wearing only her underwear.

Zayden was very confused when he heard the exclamation of the strange woman in front of him. "Where is this alien woman from?" exclaimed Zayden, who was starting to get annoyed, especially when he was equated with a servant. It really offended his pride.

Zayden reached into his pants pocket and attempted to contact someone to help him get the alien woman out of his room.

"Hey, you!" called Olivia, causing Zayden to frown at her with a confused look. "Get me a drink; I'm so thirsty."

Zayden felt as though someone was trampling on his pride. A little girl, capable of breaking a mafia leader's bones in an instant, ruled his entire life.

Zayden walked closer to the bed, one knee rising to the top to get closer to Olivia, then pulled her arm until they were very close.

"Get out of here!" she demanded with a glare.

"Wait! Your eyeballs are so beautiful; the color of your eyes is so bright, like a piece of gold," complimented Olivia, who was glued to Zayden's two eyeballs.

"Stop playing around; get out of here!" Zayden tugged Olivia's arm until he pulled her off the bed.

Olivia protested, "Ouch, it hurts; you're a rude servant, you cat!" as she averted Zayden's hand.

"What did you say? Bad cat?" Zayden started to get angry right there.

"Yes, like a Bengal cat that has golden eyes," Olivia replied.

Her father was known as the Jaguar, and she was known as the Leopard, who was stout, muscular, and agile. How could one compare her to a small, insignificant Bengal cat?

"I'm still patient; get your clothes on and get out of here!" Zayden chided.

"No, I'm going to bed," Olivia replied, walking back to her bed.

"What kind of alien is this woman?" complained Zayden, who immediately lifted Olivia's body onto her shoulder and rushed her to the door.

"Let me leave, Bengal. Put me down!" Olivia burst out and grabbed Zayden's hair, making her grimace.

"Stop it!"

Plak!

Olivia's face turned red, and she became even more annoyed as Zayden slapped her hard on the ass.

"Argh!"

Zayden yelled as Olivia bit down hard on her earlobe. Spontaneously, Zayden lowered Olivia to the floor. Olivia's bite had hurt her ear, so she held it tightly.

"What are you? Why is a woman so rude?" Zayden complained, becoming irritated.

Olivia got up from her position and groaned because her waist and butt were hurting. "You bastard cat!"

Olivia moved quickly and bumped Zayden's body until they both fell onto the bed, with Olivia's body on Zayden's and their lips touching and sticking together. For a moment, their gazes met, but then Olivia closed her eyes and didn't move from that position.

Zayden wanted to get up, but Olivia didn't move at all and hugged her body very tightly. "What is she doing? Is she a descendant of Baboon?" Zayden complained because he could not let go of Olivia's embrace.

Until he felt the regular breathing that signaled she had fallen asleep,

"What an unlucky day," Zayden complained, finally not wanting to argue anymore and letting the woman sleep there.

***

Sunlight streamed in through the window, making Olivia blink her eyes repeatedly. She slowly opened her eyes and frowned as she looked around-a place unfamiliar to her. She got up from her position and was shocked to see such a handsome man beside her. She became very agitated and couldn't remember what happened last night.

"What the hell is going on?" mumbled Olivia, opening the blanket and becoming even more shocked when she wasn't wearing her clothes from last night, nor did the man beside her look dressed.

Olivia rushed down the bed, picked up her clothes from the floor, and entered the bathroom without thinking.

After five minutes, Oliv came out of the bathroom, already dressed. She was about to leave the room, but she remembered something. She opened her bag, wrote something on a small piece of paper inside, and placed the paper and two bills on the corner table. Then she left the room.

Fifteen minutes later, Zayden woke up from his sleep. He scrambled up and leaned his back against the headboard. His gaze moved around the deserted room.

"Where's that Baboon woman?" muttered Zayden as he got off the bed and walked to the bathroom. He opened the bathroom door, and there was no one there. He didn't find her clothes either, until his tail caught something on the table near the door. He walked over to the table and picked up the small piece of paper that was there.

"Thank you for your service last night. After this, let's pretend we never met or had any contact."

Anger flushed Zayden's face as he read the message.

"Service? I served him?" Zayden, feeling offended, muttered. He looked at the two bills on the table that were worth a thousand dollars.

"My price last night was two thousand dollars? Damn it!" Zayden was so angry that he crumpled the paper and money. Clearly, it was an insult to him to be the young master of the Sanders family, the head of Switzerland's largest pharmaceutical and food industry company. The leader of a large mafia group called Black Cat.

"I won't let that woman go!" he muttered with a vengeful look in his eyes.

***

"Olivia?" asked a middle-aged man as Olivia entered the empty hall with only a few of her family members.

"Grandpa?" called Olivia. "What's going on? Why is everything quiet?" asked Olivia in confusion.

"Where have you been, Oliv? How could you leave on the eve of your wedding?" asked Simon, looking angry.

"I had a drink with Penelope last night," Olivia replied, walking over to Penelope, who was standing with her mother. "Pel, we spent some time together last night, right?"

"Yes, Grandpa. Last night, Oliv and I were drinking to celebrate our bachelorette party. But when I went to the bathroom, Oliv had disappeared. Until word got out that Olivia had gone off with a strange man," Penelope replied, clearly making his eyes widen.

"Wh-what do you mean?" asked Olivia in shock.

"Didn't you see the video that circulated, Oliv?" Simon asked.

Just then, Olivia reached for her phone, and sure enough, there had just been a viral news story. There was a video of Olivia entering a hotel room alone, and then a few minutes later, a man entered. They left the room in the morning. Rumor has it that the woman who emerged is the granddaughter of Simon Mateus, who is getting married today, while the identity of the man remains unknown.

Olivia widened her eyes as she read the news; clearly, the reporters were not there by chance.

"Did Aland know about this?" asked Olivia.

"Obviously, he knows. Aland's family canceled the wedding unilaterally, and everything that had been planned fell apart," said Simon.

"No way!" exclaimed Olivia, who immediately ran away from Simon, who continued to shout her name.

"How is this? Aland must have misunderstood and canceled the wedding," Olivia complained, getting into her car and driving away from the area.

It didn't take long for Olivia to arrive in front of the office where Aland worked. She ran into the office and entered, ignoring the security screams as she barged in. Olivia entered the elevator and headed to the floor where Aland's office was located.

"Oh God, why is all this happening? The marriage that I dreamed of must be destroyed in an instant," she muttered. "What exactly happened last night? Why don't I remember anything?"

Olivia thought, "Yes, apart from the face of that comfort man."

Ting!

The sound of the elevator doors opening snapped Olivia out of her reverie. She rushed out of there and walked quickly to Aland's room.

"Aland!" called Olivia, opening the door. The man was indeed in the room and was busy talking to his secretary.

When he saw Olivia's arrival, the man told his secretary to get out of there. Until now, there were only Aland and Olivia.

"Aland, you misunderstood," said Olivia, walking up to the man who had a flat face.

"Misunderstood about what?" asked Aland, folding his arms across his chest.

"Aland, I don't remember what happened last night, but I need to emphasize one thing. Nothing happened between us last night. Last night, Penelope asked me out for a drink, and I didn't remember anything until I woke up this morning," Olivia explained.

"Penelope explained it to me first, Oliv," Aland said, making Olivia frown.

"She should've explained it to me before you came. Clean up your appearance first; the red mark on your neck disgusts me."

Degh!

Olivia quickly held her neck; she was completely unaware of it. She took out her cell phone and looked in the mirror. How surprised she was to see two red marks on her neck!

'Damn, it's all because of that comfort, man!" Olivia thought.

"I'm busy. Get out of here, or I'll call security to kick you out!" said Aland viciously, refocusing on his work.

"This is all a misunderstanding. Believe me, someone set me up. Indeed, someone set me up; I didn't even realize I was in that room. Please believe me, Aland, we've been dating for a year. You know me very well," Olivia pleaded pleadingly.

Brak!

Aland pounded on his desk, making Olivia squeal in shock. "Enough!"

Aland got up from his seat and gave Olivia a sharp look. "I'm sick of you. Starting today, our relationship is over. There will never be a marriage between us!"

Degh!

Olivia's body shook violently when she heard Aland's words. She had been in love with a man for a year-almost all of her hopes for a happy life were with the man in front of her.

"A-aland?" Olivia's lips trembled, and tears hung in her eyes. Her heart was clearly broken and tight.

"Now get out of my room. I'm busy!" Aland picked up the receiver and asked the secretary to call security to get Olivia out of there.

"Is there no more chance for me?" asked Olivia, trying to hold back her tears.

"You called us, sir." Two security men came into Aland's room.

"Get this woman out of here. Make sure she never enters this office again!" Aland said it emphatically and walked out of the room.

"Aland?" called Olivia, but the man didn't want to hear her and just left.

"Miss, you must leave this room immediately," said one of the security guards.

"I can go by myself. Don't touch me!" said Olivia as they both approached her.

Olivia walked quickly out of Aland's room, feeling devastated.

"Damn it!" raged Olivia, hitting the steering wheel of her car with a feeling of destruction and pain. Aland's words were still ringing in her ears, and they really hurt her feelings.

"I'm certain that someone set me up. What exactly happened?" Olivia muttered until she remembered the man with whom she slept.

"That man-I'm sure he knows something. I have to go and ask him," Olivia muttered until her cell phone rang and Simon's name appeared on it.

"Hello."

"Where are you, Oliv?" asked Simon from the other side.

"I'm driving. What's wrong, Grandpa?" asked Olivia.

"Hurry home. I have something to tell you," said Simon, who immediately disconnected the phone.

"Huft. Instead of a happy day, it's the most unlucky day of my life," Olivia complained.

Olivia drove her car and left Aland's office.

When Olivia arrived at the Mateus family's opulent palace, Simon welcomed her right away.

"Sit down, Oliv."

Olivia complied and sat on the sofa, right across from Simon.

"You know, right now, because of you, our family is the talk of the town." Additionally, we're canceling your wedding today. Since then, there have been many incoming calls from investors asking about this news. "You have ruined our family's good name!" Simon was very angry there.

"Grandfather couldn't understand. You wanted to marry Aland, so I fulfilled everything. But what? You embarrassed the family by fooling around and sleeping with a strange man! Aland's family even pulled out of their partnership with our company," Simon complained.

"I was set up, Grandpa. It's all a trap; I never intended to betray Aland," Olivia said, becoming frustrated to explain.

"Trapped by who? You're sure you're trapped. Your cousin's brother is there; he said you just left. Enough of making excuses, Oliv!" Simon yelled, leaving Olivia feeling extremely frustrated.

How could she explain it when she herself didn't remember what happened last night?

"Tell you what. The wedding is still on; Grandpa will announce that your wedding is postponed until next month," Simon said.

"Wh-what?" Olivia furrowed her brow in confusion.

"Either way, you have to find a husband within the next month. Grandfather will have no problem with it, whatever it is, as long as your marriage continues. However, there is one condition: don't go back to Aland. Damn, that family insults you and our family like they're perfect people," Simon complained.

"If not with Aland, who should I marry? Grandpa thought finding a future husband was like choosing clothes. If you find something you like, you just buy it," Olivia complained.

"There is no argument. That's Grandfather's requirement; if you can't find one, he will choose a man to be your husband. Maybe Mr. Holand wouldn't mind," Simon replied.

"Grandpa! He already wants grandchildren!" protested Olivia, and Grandpa just shrugged his shoulders.

"Remember one month, Oliv." Simon rose from his seat.

"Oh yeah, bring your credit card and car keys," said Simon, holding his hand out to Olivia, leaving her confused.

"Why?" asked Olivia in confusion.

"Grandpa will punish you because you're causing trouble. No going out and no facilities for the next week."

"Grandpa!" whined Olivia.

"You can't, Oliv. I've spoiled you too much." Simon sighed. "You must obey this time."

After that, Simon walked away, leaving a completely frustrated Olivia there.

***

"How is this?" Olivia complained, walking back and forth in her room. "My grandfather has indirectly kept me here, so I must marry Mr. Holand. I can't! I don't want to!" moaned Olivia in frustration.

She walked closer to her room's window. Her room was on the second floor. "I can't keep quiet and let Aland get the wrong idea. I have to go see him," Olivia muttered.

She hurriedly changed clothes and carried a backpack. Then she opened her wallet.

"Only 500 dollars?" How is this?" she muttered in frustration. That amount of money wouldn't even be enough for a week's worth of lodging and food.

"What about this? But I can't just stay here either," she muttered. "I don't know who tricked me into something this complicated. I was supposed to get married to Aland today, and we're going on our honeymoon to Paris," she sighed.

Finally, after thinking for a long time, Olivia decided to escape through the window of her room on the second floor.

Carefully, she opened the window and looked down, figuring out how best to get down. After opening the window, she looked down there, making sure there was no security on patrol.

Slowly, Olivia dropped the rope of spliced cloth that dangled just below the ground. She climbed up to the window, dangling her legs, and pulled on the cloth, making sure the ties were strong. Carefully, he climbed down from the window using the rope.

She lamented, "My feet failed to reach the ground," as she found herself at the rope's terminus and had not yet made contact with the ground.

"Ah!" she cried as she jumped down, twisting her leg. When she heard the sound of people talking approaching, Olivia hurried to the mansion's back gate with a limping step because of her injured foot.

Olivia took a deep breath, feeling both relieved and scared that no one was following her. She looked around, making sure no security had spotted her. With extreme caution, Olivia slipped through the back gate of the house. She had to avoid several security guards who were making their rounds.

On the way to the back gate, Olivia felt so scared that her heart was racing. She hid behind the bushes whenever she heard footsteps approaching. Her face looked pale, and cold sweat poured down her face, but Olivia's determination to escape was unstoppable.

After a few tense minutes, Olivia finally made it to the back gate. She unlocked the gate carefully, hoping the security guards wouldn't hear the sound of the metal. Once the gate was open, Olivia stepped out, walking as fast as she could away from the house. Her grandfather didn't want to catch her.

That night, Olivia walked down the quiet streets of the residential area where she lived. Indeed, there weren't many people here, and it was quiet.

"How long do I have to walk?" she complained as her legs ached. She sighed and felt very cold because she was only wearing a thin jacket.

Her steps continued to walk without direction until suddenly stopping beside a large villa that was usually empty. The back gate opened slightly.

Olivia looked at the villa with sparkling eyes; her childhood memories came back when she often played there. However, someone else had now purchased the villa, leaving it empty for a year. As she remembered, there was a beautiful tree house in the villa where she and her friends played as children.

The back door of the villa opened slightly, as if inviting her to enter. For a moment, Olivia hesitated. "Do I go in and spend the night in the tree house?" Olivia muttered. "By a fortunate coincidence, I can sleep there safely because the villa is empty, and tomorrow morning, I will look for Aland."

Olivia felt that her plan was perfect, which helped her eliminate her doubts.

With cautious steps, Olivia approached the back door of the villa and pushed it slowly. The door opened wide, revealing a beautiful garden behind the villa.

Olivia smiled happily, then stepped into the villa's garden. The cool night atmosphere and gentle breeze made Olivia feel comfortable there. In her heart, she felt lucky to find a place to stay for such a short time.

Olivia stepped into the magnificent European-style villa, feeling as if she had entered a different world. In the backyard of the villa, lush green plants and trees surrounded the area, creating a cool and refreshing atmosphere. Several species of colorful flowers bloom among the leaves, adding to the beauty of the well-landscaped garden.

All around the garden, artistic garden lights adorn the cobblestone paths, creating a warm and romantic atmosphere as the light shines on the smooth stone surfaces. In some corners, there are garden benches made of wood and wrought iron with a classic design, the perfect place to sit and enjoy the beauty of the villa's charming backyard.

In the center of the garden, a small pond with a fountain in the shape of a putto-a small angelic figure typical of European style-adds to the calm and peaceful atmosphere. The water flowing from the fountain chants a soothing rhythm, as if inviting visitors to forget all worries and enjoy the beauty of nature around them.

And amongst that beauty, in the corner is a large, shady tree with a tree house. Olivia walked through the tall bushes to reach the big tree.

"Wow, it's still very sturdy and clean," Olivia murmured, looking at the tree and the tree house with a twinkle in her eye.

She started to climb the ladder made of wood attached to the tree. Just as she was about to reach the bottom of the treehouse, she heard the sound of gurgling water. And out of nowhere, she turned her head left. What was her shock and surprise when she saw a man with extraordinary good looks? His well-proportioned and symmetrical face left anyone who saw it unable to help but marvel. Thanks to the firm jaw, sharp nose, and thick eyebrows, a man's face looks very masculine and charming. His exotic skin and piercing eyes add to the appeal of his appearance.

Olivia focused on the fact that the man was swimming on his back on the surface of the water without any clothes. It allowed Olivia to see the entirety of his masculine body, which glistened and shone under the moonlight.

'How could there be an angelic figure in the middle of the night,' thought Olivia, who couldn't blink at the beauty in front of her. The backyard leads directly to the villa's large swimming pool, which is only blocked by tall plants.

"Wait! Isn't he the gigolo?" Olivia spontaneously closed her mouth, and at that moment, her sharp eyes met her gaze.

Quickly, Olivia descended the steps in a hurry, until she fell down, making her butt kiss the ground.

"Aw!" she complained.

Olivia moved quickly, limping towards the exit gate.

"Over there. Catch that intruder!" a man shouted. And when Olivia turned around, she saw five large, black-clad men running towards her.

Olivia was almost out of the gate, but someone grabbed her arm.

"Let go of me!" screamed Olivia rebelliously.

"Shut up!" snapped the man holding her arm.

Two men in black held Olivia's arm.

"Come on, bring it to the master," said one of them. Olivia could only continue to rebel as they dragged her towards the swimming pool.

"Let me go!" screamed Olivia, but it was useless; her strength was not as great as the men.

At last, Olivia found herself standing close to a handsome man, already dressed in his towel robe. The man was sitting proudly, sipping his drink.

"Sir, we've caught the intruder," said the man in black.

The man called Sir was Zayden. She turned to Olivia, and their gazes met again. Olivia was quite surprised by Zayden's gaze, but only for a moment, and then returned to her cold gaze, which was like the tip of a knife. If Olivia continued to stare at it with such intensity, it could cut her body at any moment.

Zayden approached Olivia, who was still under the men's control.

"Ah, it's Baboon," Zayden said, making Olivia frown.

Oliv screeched, "What do you mean, Baboon?"

"You crazy gigolo!"

"Don't talk!"

"Ah!" she cried as the two men holding her arms gripped them more firmly.

"Let her go," Zayden said.

"But, sir?" Zayden's men appeared confused.

"You think I'm going to lose to this skinny woman," Zayden said in a disdainful tone, making Olivia even more furious.

'Crazy, cat-like gigolo!' Olivia thought, glaring at Zayden.

"You may leave," Zayden ordered.

"Yes, sir. We'll stand guard at each gate," they said and walked away.

Zayden walked over to Olivia, making her move backwards until her hind legs touched the legs of the beach chair. He then made her butt sit there. There was no more room for her to move.

Zayden leaned down until their faces were so close that their noses almost touched.

"Are you a perverted woman obsessed with a man's body?" Zayden asked, making Olivia's eyes widen.

***