"Until you stop crying, I will not stop crying. A male voice in deep affection instilling emotions.

"Maybe all these words can prove why I kept lying to you even after all the convincing promises I made to myself", in a very affectionate voice he cries;

"I love you so much Lala."

Don Dada kills mercilessly, smokes carelessly and dates heartlessly. This is how he has lived his life until when a natural warrior called love penetrated his locked steel like heart doors.

"Yes, I accept whatever the society nicknames me I don't care," he says in deep heart pain. "What matters to me now is how you in particular make me get down on my knees and say, please!"

Infront of a closed door he yells, "you, if you really hear me I mean, only you redeems my inner mind to realize that I am just a normal human being with nothing at all in this short life if I don't have you."

"It is relief to me that I made a conscious decision of marrying you", contentedly he laughs on saying, " some action I will never regret." "You have seen me doing things without considering my status, a status you have come to discover now..." he says with emphasis, "things I've never ever expected to do!"

"Hope it is satisfying enough to see a person of my caliber breaking rules because I fell in love", skipping a bit on a sigh he continues to say, "I am ready to go to war with myself, break more rules, just to make sure you are physically and emotionally in paradise."

As tears swept off her eyes' make up while rolling down, sniffing and whipping her face like a two years old baby, in a course of listening to each and every statement of love the husband made infront of a closed door outside her apartment on the second floor, "I am just an ordinary dirty girl," Lala screamed on opening the door, "can you please leave?!" She asked him in a caring but confounded voice.

Looking at each other with passionate eyes for almost a minute without a word coming out of their mouths except their breathe and tears, "I am just a button on any of your favorite reaped jeans, fully controlled by the love I have for you Lala", Don Dada said, "don't leave me hanging, please!"

Due to the breathe of tension which came from him on a serious sorry handsome face, Lala found herself blinded in the moment and all the negatives washed off her thoughts.

He slowly lifted up his hand to touch her chin, drawn his face closer to a zero distance with hers and softly poked her lips with his lips three times in a row.

Lala gets carried away by the magic in the moment. In her eyes it is obvious she deeply loves her husband no matter the issues at hand. Besides, Don Dada is a very handsome good looking young man. Lala didn't wish to miss this.

Lala drowned in the moment. She steps closest and crossed her hands around his neck fueling the moment. Their lips play for almost one full minute, forgetting she was one and a half steps outside her apartment in a corridor.

"I don't want to loose my new family," Lala said sorrowfully on a downcast face and took a step back wards after sharing a romantic moment.

"You know that I am capable of giving you a life beyond your imagination," Don Dada spoke confidently as he tried to fatch her hand back.

"You don't understand," she worriedly responds pushing his hand off her arm, "your initial fiancée is a kind woman," Lala complimented Malaika, "an angel above all angels... or a virgin Mary if I may relate, and both of us know this."

Lala laughed jealously and continued, "both of us know how much she loves you with all her million eggs entrusted in one basket and she has proved it beyond reasonable doubt," Lala enlightened.

"Come-on" Don Dada tried to cut her compliments off, "you worry too much."

"You've really put me in a very delicate situation Mr Yang, sorry 'Don' thats your name," she says nodding her head up and down.

Stubbornly, Mr Yang introduced himself to Lala as Don Dada when they first met. He lied about his name.

"Betraying my best friend Malaika is equally to hanging my beloved, don't you see?!" on a scream she asks. "I am just a low life sinner who steals from others" Lala crying out loud, blaming it all on herself, "I am a disaster."

"Look, Malaika has done a lot for me and my young brother", Lala started to narrate sorrowfully, "I was looking miserably lousy and dirty that night on that bridge without destination, no job and neither did I have a roof over my head. Just a wandering stray dog on streets thats who I was."

Putting the lower lip between her teeth, as she nodded the head in grief, Lala busts in tears on remembering her life at its lowest peak. Emotionally, Don closed the gap and put her head into his chest, "I'm so sorry," he apologized in a comforting voice.

"I was only thirteen years of age back then," whipping, Lala further more said as she spaced herself out of his chest,"was Malaika, a stranger by then, who reversed her car after noticing through the driving mirrior that a someone was dying of coldness and actually needed help."

"She picked my poor life off those cold streets late that night," Lala says, "I told her I was sterving; like a prisoner in the desert who has lost his way home after a prison break if you may relate, that is how I was."

Lala added sniffing her nose, "my voice was shivering, it couldn't come out properly. Your fiancée Malaika took off her expensive chinchilla gown and covered me to warm. I was dead shivering. She walked me to her expensive car sat me inside, then she drove her fuel upto a five star hotel that late night."

Explaining on sighs, "I ate the whole hotel," Lala joked a smile, "I mean Malaika paid for everything that crossed her mind in my favour. I ate a very good meal and slept in very warm white bedcovers for three nights.

All that money, she spent it on a stranger she knew nothing about. On the third morning, I heard a knock on my hotel room door," Lala narrates more to Don Dada _ Mr Jang, "quickly I got the door and on this beautiful kind lady I landed my eyes. She was my age mate on noticing, with a caring smile centered all over her face. She wondered how I was doing as she slowly stepped inside."

"The smell of her perfume, the dress and shoes she was wearing, the glittering necklace around her neck, and the fancy handbag she carried that's where all my attention was. Just like an edited photo, thats how her skin looked like," Lala narrated.

"A very beautiful elegant woman continued her way inside as I respectfully closed the door behind her, I couldn't look at her straight in the face. I was shy. She sat on the sofa and then asked me not to worry, assuring me that everything was going to be okay after a short conversation we shared," sighed Lala.

"This apartment where I stay" Lala told Don Dada, "she got it for me and my young brother. She settled a full year of my rent with her own money, as if it wasn't enough, she brought my young brother Jack, back to me from an ophanage where he was kept after separating us."

Sorrowfully explained Lala.

"Truth be told, I am in light because of Malaika's kindness," She exclaims delightedly but pityful in her expression.

"When the family needed someone to look after mother, following her discharge from the hospital as you know," Lala says, "this is how I started appearing at the mansion. Malaika's family is a loving family."

Don listened attentively.

"Because of Malaika, I got a destination every single day of my life, a home and a job Don!" Lala busts loudly, "am not different from a monster if I can eat my master," and she cried heavily."

"..."

Holding her two hands with comfort, Don came up with a touching story about that one evening his bodyguards entered inside the mansion for a feast.

"Do you remember that night of the lanterns!" Lala seems to acknowledge as she wonders. "Am happy you can remember, " he smiled then takes a deep breath. "I was standing at the living room balcony at nine pm that night," he narrates calmly and romantically, "the sky was filled with very many beautiful bright stars, the breeze was so fresh, I was holding a glass of whisky in my left hand, that's when I turned my head," he posed a bit impacting more curiosity in Lala's conscious.

"Looking behind over my shoulder on hearing loudly, wow!" Passionately he expressed, "the movement of her lips going through those memorable lines from the book she was reading for mother, how she arranged her own hair backwards every moment it fell out of position with just a single finger, and the prettiest smile which stuck on the prettiest face on earth, Lala," Don Dada calmly mentioned, "your compose and gesture from that moment on washed away the CEO, Mafia and Billionaire elements which existed inside me."

Don went further to say, "I was born again that day."

Lala gives an excitement smile, "I will take that as a compliment," she said.

Straight into her glowing eyes, "Nothing will ever stop my love for you Lala," Don spoke.

Speechless and confounded like a trapped rat in a box, with a smile Lala released herself off his hands and lifts her arm to read a watch. "It is 20 minutes to midday, you know I have to be at the mansion for mother," she talked in panic pretence and walked slowly with backwards inside her apartment.

With a shy smile looking straight in his eyes, Lala teasingly closed the door infront of Don Dada.

30 minutes later, Lala walks down the stairs in a rush towards the packing lot, ready to catch up with 'Jiang', her taxi driver who is waiting as usual to drops her at the mansion where she conducts her duties every afternoon.

Two steps away to complete the stairs down towards the park rot, surprisingly in a distance she sees Don Dada's bodyguards, Cobra on the left hand side and Python on the right hand side of this dark long wheel base executive monster ride known as a phantom of the famous Rolls-Royce.

Both huge men fitted in black suits and their eyes locked behind dark shades. Lala recognised the car and these two marked dangerous men with a reputation of being merciless killing machines, remembering to have seen them at the mansion on security of a well-known Mafia, 'Don Dada aka Mr Yang'.

Suddenly Lala lost her walking confidence. However, she continued to walk ahead on a challenged mind. As she approached them, Python opened the rear suicide door of the phantom where he was standing.

"Boss has been waiting for you Ms Lala."

"Am not going anywhere with you!" Immediately Lala sat inside the luxurious beautiful ride, she told Don Dada.

"You know it is not a good idea." She takes off her shades making sure he notices the seriousness written on her eyes.

"GGRrrrrrrrr GGRrrrrrrrr", Lala's mobile phone vibrated, displaying 'Jiang calling' on the screen. "The cab driver is calling me" she said, "Just opposite in that blue cab, I need to go now."

With a glass of champagne in his hand, resting his back and head comfortably on a white cushion while his legs crossed in a wide leg space of the rear seat, Don raised and grabs Lala's hand when she dared to move out. With just a click of fingers, the suicide door on Lala's side closed and locks automatically. The car starts to roll out of the parking lot, briefly onto the main road followed by a Cadillac Escalade and took off with Lala inside.