𝙗𝙤𝙣𝙩𝙚𝙣 𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧
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A beautiful woman owner of the flower shop, and has healthy rich family she is, what will happen when a criminal organization " Bonten " wanted her all to themselves.
WARNING: violence, blood, language, self-ha...
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The HQ, we're silent except the drug lord who keeps eating his whole drug. the drug lord pause when he heard his phone ring,
he tch'ed, annoyed and pull out his phone and gasp to see his king called him. he slide the call and put it on his ear, "yeah boss?"
"Buy me some dorayaki..." he said and end the call, the drug lord sigh knowing that his king is having bad mood. he stand up and grab his coat in the couch, "oi where you going?" the drug lord turn around and
roll his eyes, "boss need some dorayaki" the money guy hummed and turn to look back at his money. "Ok then..."
the drug lord, walk towards his car which is very expensive car. he hop in his car and put his key on the hole and turn on, the engine.
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The drug lord, took him 10 minutes to look for the dorayaki and he order lots of them, he went out the restaurant before blowing a kiss on the female cashier who looks at him with flirting expression.
he chuckled, and went out. before he could go to his expensive car, he stop when he heard a beautiful voice singing.
Lavenders blue dilly, dilly, Lavenders green, When I am king, dilly, dilly, You shall be queen.
He looks around like a madman, until then he heard the voice not from far away he throw the dorayaki inside his expensive car and follow where the voice is, he doesn't understand why he feel so warm inside
when he heard the most beautiful voice in his life. but he wanted to find out, who's the one sing,
Who told you so, dilly, dilly, Who told you so? Was my own heart , dilly, dilly that told me so.
he stop when he heard the voice is getting closer and closer, until then his eyes landed on the " Angel flower shop " he lift up his eyebrow and slow walk towards the voice, and he could feel his heart beating so fast.
Call up your men, dilly, dilly set them to work some to the plough, dilly, dilly some to the fork,
Some to make hay, dilly, dilly, some to cut corn while you and I, dilly, dilly, keep ourselves warm
