Stuck in a Brutal Mafia Marriage
Butterflies

A groan rang out from between Rachel's lips. The woman opened her eyes at the same time as the sun, and the beautiful chirping of birds greeted the bright morning.

Rachel changed her position to sit down, then held her head that felt heavy. The punishment Peter gave, leaving a sense of tiredness and pain that spread throughout the body.

Along with that, Peter went into the room, carrying a tray of food and pain relief ointment. His face was radiant with brown eyes that kept looking at his wife.

" You, why are you here?" rachel asked, her hands busy raising the blanket, covering her naked body.

" Of course, bring breakfast for you baby!" peter said then put the tray on the nightstand.

" I'll get you some pajamas!" without asking Peter to offer himself, this attitude made Rachel confused.

Though Peter looked scary last night, there was no tenderness or sweetness that he showed him.

" Wear it, I'll wait for you!" Peter thrusting the red silk pajamas. Angrily mixed with anger Rachel denied it, then moved out of bed.

His steps limped as he walked, Peter who felt sorry immediately carried him and carried him into the bathroom.

" Surge!" Rachel just kept quiet, reluctant to reply and chose to focus on the large mirror that was blurring due to the water vapor.

5 Minutes later, a voice came from inside. " Peter! I'm done!" rachel shouted loudly.

Two seconds later Peter came in and carried Rachel out. The woman sat on the sofa in the room. " Now eat!" peter exclaimed, his hand continuously rubbing Rachel's dense and soft hair.

" Have you eaten?" still with her unfriendly face Rachel asked.

Unconscious of his words just now seemed to pay attention to Peter. The man suddenly displayed a fluffy smile, revealing neatly lined white teeth. Don't forget he kissed Rachel's face the same as that marshmellow. Soft and supple.

" I'm hungry, but I want to eat something else!" peter replied with a mischievous smile.

" The other one, what is it?" rachel asked innocently, not understanding the hidden meaning of her husband's words.

" Your sexy body baby!"

Plaque! Rachel hit Peter on the shoulder, not hard but managed to make Peter's cheerful face turn flat expressionless.

" You're the one who lured me, so don't blame me!" rachel is relaxed. He took the food tray.

" Come, you should eat too!" Rachel offered her husband the first bribe. Peter did not refuse, he gladly accepted the bribe. Not to forget Rachel also prepared the food for herself. His stomach has been very hungry since this morning.

" Aren't you mad at me for last night's punishment?" peter was doubtful.

Rachel who was cool chewing food, looked up and shook her head slowly. " No, because I know I was wrong. I should have tried asking you first!"

" I'm sorry baby, I can't tell you right now."

" No problem, I'll wait until you're ready to tell me!"

" But you should apologize too. You're making me tired!" continued Rachel.

" Sorry!"

" Ck, just information, I don't accept apologies easily."

" What do I do to make you forgive me, baby?" peter asked again, the guilt of making his wife feel pain, really makes his heart feel worried and anxious.

" It's easy, just by massaging my back, hands, and legs!"

" That's all? it doesn't matter, it's just a small thing!" peter's rebuttal ended with a sweet smile.

" For a month!" rachel continued, as soon as Peter's smile faded.

" What?"

" Well, for a month you've got to massage me, baby!" rachel said with a smile without feeling guilty.

" Can't you replace anything else, like asking for clothes, jewelry, or things you want?"

A mobster famous for his cruelty and cruelty massaged his wife's body, huh what people say later. What is now his profession is changing, from Mafia to masseuse. Very amusing.

" Your offer is quite interesting, but I'm not in need of that stuff. All I need is your manpower, honorable master Peter!"

Rachel smiled as she looked at Peter with a triumphant look.

" Oh yeah, don't forget to buy me seafood restaurant x. They sell quality food at a low price. It feels so good on my tongue!" rachel jumped up, not caring about Peter's face that seemed to hold back.

" Hm!" Peter was about to step up, but Rachel's voice again cut off his steps.

" Dear, don't forget to buy me a melon too. Down there the supply's up!"

Peter turned his head, "why didn't Dasha buy it?"

" No papa, I just want you to buy it!" dexterously. Peter smiled fakely, then replied. " So you're using me, huh?"

" Cih, of course not. I'm just trying to help you get rid of that guilt!" said Rachel plain.

Peter rubbed his face rough, he was stuck with his own words. " Well, I'll go to work, don't forget to apply this saleb to your womanhood ar*n!"

" Well, be careful baby, don't forget to buy me my order, if you forget to sleep outside the room and don't touch me for a week!" rachel shouted a little. Peter rubbed his chest repeatedly.

Trying to understand his wife, it feels like this time he was treated like an assistant. Usually he was the one who ruled, but now everything is inversely proportional when dealing with the wife.

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At the Grandvinea company, Peter got out of the car. Today Peter drives his own car. Keenan couldn't pick him up because he had to take care of the prisoner matter yesterday.

However, along with his steps. Peter meets Keenan. The man rushed into the company. I want to report something important.

" Good morning sir!" greet Keenan, as he watched Peter walk behind him.

" Hm!" Peter cleared his throat unwilling to retaliate. Keenan who was used to just silence and let Peter precede him.

" Sir, why didn't you come yesterday?" keenan asked curiously, the article was only this time Peter broke his own words.

" It's because Rachel's tailing me!" peter jengah. Looking at Keenan's gaze, Peter felt overwhelmed. Because it was possible that the man was waiting for him all night in his basement.

" Hm, I understand. By the way I found this necklace in the pocket of his shirt master and it looks like this is a special symbol!"

" You mean that guy's from a mafia group, too?" Peter stopped his steps, then turned around and asked.

" It seems so master, at the bottom bend there is also a butterfly tattoo that is exactly the same as the pendulum of the pendant" Keenan replied.

Peter observed the pendant, only this time did he see this kind of symbol. Indeed, some mafia groups make special symbols, such as tattoos or pendants to mark if the person is a member.

However, Gold Lion was different. Peter did not emphasize such a rule, because it has a high enough risk. Enemies, easily recognize their members, and finish them off right then and there.

Therefore, the Gold Lion is the largest mafia group in America and is famous for its mystery.

" Have you investigated this locket?"

" It's sir, but I can't find anything. They did use a special symbol, however, to scavenge information about their group was extremely difficult!" Peter pensive.

" Well, I'll talk about this with Dad. Maybe the old man knows something! " say Peter.

" Okay sir!" the two entered the Presdir's room and put aside their dark world affairs for a moment. There are only no illegal business transactions.

Peter does not mix up office problems and mafia group problems. Both are different jobs. Of course with different benefits and impacts.

It's just that Peter's real job isn't a businessman, but a mob leader. Peter used this company as a mask to cover his real face.

However, the income earned from the Grandvinea company is not much different from its income in the Mafia world. Big enough and promising.

Peter likes extreme challenges, there is a sense of satisfaction when he, managed to defeat the enemy with the gun and knife. Peter enjoys his job as a mobster.

TB

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