Stuck in a Brutal Mafia Marriage
Rachel's Desire

"No, I don't mind the existence of the room. But, can you fulfill one of my requests?" please Rachel with a hopeful look. Showing a face.

The bad feeling Peter felt, could feel the direction of the woman's conversation. However, seeing the look on Rachel's face made her unable to bear. I decided to give it a chance and listen.

"What do you want?"ask Peter in a soft voice. Looking at him flat with a sour face.

Restless to the tip of the lips. Rachel fell silent, took off those gentle strokes and hung up her hands.

"I want you to try to refrain from killing people." Peter got up from his comfortable place. Grasping hands, making his nails whiten.

A reddish tinge was clearly Peter's. Soon the man moved out of the room, leaving Rachel in a complete silence.

Fail again, it is too difficult to persuade a human like Peter. It's nothing, but the intention remains the same. He turned Peter into a better person.

Rachel is not afraid, it does not mean accepting Peter's bad habits. Whatever the reason, killing is a cruel thing. And the worldview will remain the same, regarding Peter as a murderer. Despite all that Peter did to protect and save the Mafia members he led.

"Patience, success is waiting for you Rachel. Believe me, Peter will change and obey with all your words." cheering yourself up, clasping hands and cheering the words of encouragement.

After that, Rachel moved out of her silence, walking into the bathroom to clean herself up.

the other with Peter. On the ground floor, silence dominated as the man descended with a gloomy face. The servants who were working, rushed to hide themselves. Don't want to be hit.

"Dasha!" calling Peter made the servant jump in shock, and immediately approached.

"Yes, sir, you need anything?" looking down at the marble floor he was on.

"Make me a coffee," he ordered before entering the study. Dasha fell silent, looking at her young master cengo.

What the hell, yelling for wanting a cup of coffee. Hearing that lackluster tone, made the young maid convinced that her young master was in a bad mood.

Brak! Peter slammed the door, as the waiter hiding behind the wall gave a curious head.

"Dasha you're not papa?" ask a waiter who is the same age as him.

"You think you bit me what, he just asked for a cup of coffee." paled Dasha. Then he left his friends and went to the kitchen to make coffee.

In the room, silence was flowing. Peter sat leaning back, staring blankly at the laptop screen. I don't know why he's here.

peter had decided to rest for two days, without touching the items. Especially getting into his office.

Drt.drt.

Peter looked at his phone aghast, Keenan's name written there. "Say!" knowing that every time Keenan calls, means he wants to say something important.

"Master, our drug buyers want to speed up transactions" Keenan said. "When?"ask Peter.

"If you can, tonight, sir!" Peter was silent for a moment, this ordinary transaction was unlikely to involve a fight.

"Alright, but make sure you secure the place. There should be no fighting" he ordered.

Keenan frowned in silence, astonished to hear his master's words. This time, he did not want a fight. Usually, the man is eager to kill.

"Well sir."answered without asking his confusion and astonishment. The phone connection was cut off, of course Peter ended.

Thinking for a moment made it a difficult decision. Peter tries to fulfill Rachel's request, hoping the woman knows how much love and effort she has.

"Master, can I come in?" dasha's voice sounded from outside the room. "Come in!"peter's permission, pretending to focus on his laptop screen.

Obviously the object is not lit, but Peter still plays the role. "This is the coffee you asked for!" put one white cup next to Peter's hand.

A brief nod to Peter catapulted, rushing Dasha out of the room. Not at home with the gloomy air that suppresses his psyche.

"Do you need anything else, sir?"ask Dasha basa stale. But in my heart, I hope Peter doesn't ask for anything.

"No!"peter, without glancing or smiling. "Then, excuse me, sir!" pamit Dasha, walk quickly away from his young master.

Dasha rounded her eyes, trying to move her lips. Learn to smile, before turning to face the noble king.

"Yes, sir, you need something else?"as gentle and gentle as possible Dasha asked. Doesn't want to offend or create problems for yourself.

"Rachel, have you eaten?"ask Peter.

"Not yet sir, young lady is cleaning up!" dasha. Peter plays his finger, taps at the table and thinks.

"Prepare the food, and take it to the room."

"Okay, sir,"quick answer. Straight out, not wanting to be summoned and ruled again.

Still comfortable in his silence, Peter thought again. Plan something that will make his wife accept all things related to her work.

Who can give that woman understanding, Kanaya? no, Peter is an easy target for child abuse.

Kanaya probably beat him up for making his beloved daughter-in-law hurt and sad. Dominic, let alone their relationship is nothing more than an enemy under the guise of in-laws and daughters-in-law.

Who, Darion? Peter is unsure, fearing the old man compounding the problem by provoking Rachel and having her sue for divorce.

I better go in and accompany Rachel to breakfast. Apologize, and try to mend the relationship. This time, I can't be selfish. Rachel is not easily fooled or fooled.

With long steps, Peter walked out of the study. Go up the stairs and go into the room. Simultaneously, Dasha came out of the room after putting food on the table.

Feeling caught, Dasha stopped her steps. However, Peter did not rebuke him and passed the servant.

"Luckily, the young master is not angry." calm down Dasha before setting his foot away.

Peter sat down at the table, waiting for Rachel to finish cleaning up. While waiting, the man lit up a cigarette and permeated every smoke.

Until the cigarette was short, Rachel just came out of the bathroom. However, with full clothes. Just dry your hair.

"For so long!" peter commented, as soon as Rachel closed the bathroom door.

Rachel jumped in shock, turning to face the source of the sound. A little confused to see Peter sitting casually with an innocent look. As if there were no problems between them.

"You here?" wonder Rachel. Just a few minutes ago, Peter was angry at his request. And that Rachel knew when she saw her dark eyes.

"You think I'm a spirit?" tried to joke, but it sounded crisp to Rachel.

"Hahaha, that's so funny!" laughing with a flat face. "Come, I'll accompany you to breakfast!" more astonished and happy at once.

Rachel came over and sat on Peter's lap. "You want to spoil me?" rachel asked.

"Of course, I'm also trying to fulfill your request." immediately Rachel's tight hug and wet kisses were presented. Unaware of the lies Peter is hiding.

Pleasure makes him blind, unable to see the lies in Peter's eyes. "You make me happy, baby. Tonight let me please you." Rachel whispered in a sensual tone.

"really? I want to see how you please me, baby!" avenging a gaze full of desire, finally after fasting long enough Peter can break his fast.

"Wait and see!"

TB

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