Stuck in a Brutal Mafia Marriage
invitations

"Now, eat I'll feed you!" Peter took out a plate of food, spooning a small. To extend his hand. However, Rachel's voice stopped the movement.

"Wait, I want to eat there." pointed at the balcony, Peter breathed a tired breath. Then he nodded in agreement.

The man put the plate back on the tray and took it out the balcony. There Rachel can have breakfast while looking at the beautiful landscape of the park.

Colorful flowers with fish ponds filled with white lotus. It also looks like gardeners are busy tidying up plants. All that Rachel enjoyed, while eating food from Peter's feed.

"I didn't expect the Gold Lion to still be around until now. I thought your father had disbanded it." Suddenly discussing the matter of the group coming back.

"Inadvertently, Dad made it that way. With the aim of secreting and securing members from the enemy." said Peter replied. His hands were still moving, unwilling to remain silent before the food ran out.

"Can I ask you something?" Peter nodded.

"Why do you want to marry me, is that really love or revenge?" reminds me of his canned kick problem.

"It all started with childhood love, Re. Actually I forgot, but mom reminded me and showed me a picture of you at graduation. Looking at your picture, my heart is back beating fast. It's like love's back on fire."

"In addition to that canned kick, it makes me want to punish you by making you my life companion." Peter explained in a tone full of feeling as if he was nostalgic.

"You sure it's love?" again, questioning something certain.

"You want me to throw you from up here?" furious Peter, sick of hearing the same question. There is no other way but to threaten.

As soon as Rachel's lips closed tightly, the cold eyes made her afraid. "I feel calm when you shut up!" honestly Peter, it makes the insinuated upset and throw away face.

"I'll shut up, how chatty you are!" sibir Rachel, then screeched.

"I'm just kidding, don't put on a seductive look. You want me to attack you in front of all those workers?" appoint gardeners, guards, and some servants who pass by.

"You want me to hit?" hiss Rachel. Peter's laughter broke. "Nothing funny, stop laughing!" sizzle Rachel, poke that sexy belly with her pointy elbow.

"Oh, stop doing that, baby!" pinta Peter, holding her throbbing stomach pain.

"Nyeyeyeye, I don't care." mocked and left Peter alone.

"Where are you going?" peter asked, shouting loudly.

"You to the afterlife! why, you wanna come?" replied with flat and cynical eyes. "No, spend the breakfast first can be there!" peter firmly, with a sharper and dominating voice and gaze.

"If I don't want to, how? and again you want to be a widower, that sucks!" Rachel defiantly did not know what danger was waiting for her.

"I'll drag you down and rape you!"

Plaque! cancel that was originally neatly arranged in bed, floating about Peter's face. "I intentionally!" sniff shoulders.

"I count to three, if you don't come here don't blame me, if you force you my way!" uniquely their relationship, when it has just improved now even quarrel.

"One!" she started counting, but there was no sign of Rachel moving from her place of silence.

"Two!" Peter smiled smirk, this means Rachel challenged him instead. Oh come on, Peter can't wait to reward Rachel with some fun punishments.

"Thi-"

"Okay, I'm coming!" cut Rachel hurried over. A little disappointed, but no problem. Peter was quite happy to see Rachel according to.

"Do you remember that prenuptial agreement?"

"Hm, I forget about it, often even ignoring when you make a mistake!" peter is relaxed.

"What if we start over?"

"You mean?" confused direction of Rachel.

" Without the reason this relationship happens, what if we start over and run it right?" Peter was on the spot. Scrubbing the ear hole with his little finger. Make sure his hearing is normal.

"Huh, what did you say?" ensures everything. Between joy and fear mix into one. Wishing everything Rachel said, was pure desire not pretense.

"I said let's start from the beginning, and cancel the deal," she replied, hugging the large body.

"You sick?" Peter slutting. His mind was blong, still in disbelief. Rachel let go of the hug, then replied.

"Well, I love you more. You want to shop? I'll accompany you, you can buy the whole mall!"

"No, I'm a mager who wants to be sober." if the other woman who was offered would immediately agree.

"As far as you go, maybe next time we can go on vacation," he concluded casually. Not disappointed with Rachel's rejection.

"I just want to shop online." Rachel dropped out, suddenly the idea came without being invited.

"Ck, why not just go to the mall. I'll be with you later." annoyed Peter. Though her intentions were good, Rachel instead chose online shopping.

"Later my leg's sore." Peter rolled his eyeballs."I'll scold you later!" persuade Peter.

"really?" sparkling, looking at the man expectantly.

"Yes, of course with all the extras, call it a plus-plus massage!" wink, with raised lips forming a seductive smile.

"Lazy against you, I'll just go." Peter laughed seeing his wife leave with an annoyed face. This kind of atmosphere Peter longed for.

Where small debates cover their days. Not tension or fear. If only she knew, Rachel wouldn't have left. Peter has probably told me everything for a long time.

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Rachel walked down the stairs, towards the ground floor. Seeing her coming down, Dasha immediately came over. Bringing an invitation paper.

"Miss, this is your invitation!" Rachel accepted, not forgetting to thank you.

Who's getting married? wondering in the heart.

Rachel opened the neat parcel of the invitation, then read the name of the bride and groom written. "Michelin Kenzo!" muttered.

"Gosh, how could I forget that Kenzo was getting married" he said. Rachel went back to fixing the parcel and placed it on the table.

"One Sunday Kenzo's getting married, but will Peter let me go?"

"Where do you want to go, baby?" peter said, I don't know since when the man was standing behind.

Rachel didn't respond, dissolved in the daydream. Snap Peter's fingers, wake him up.

"You're here, since when?" ask Rachel streak. "What's this?" instead of answering, Peter asked a question while reaching for the invitation paper.

"It's a wedding invitation, who's getting married?" ask Peter curious. Not many of his business partners are single. That's Lucas?

"Michelin Kenzo! ah so that seductress guy!" hina Peter's. Throwing out the invitation is direction.

"Hey, Kenzo's not a seductress."

"You're defending him?" annoyed Peter. It's not that, Rachel's talking facts and after all, Kenzo's her best friend. Who is not angry to hear his good friend in despicable.

"As far as you are concerned, it's hard to talk to a jealous man like you."

Uninterested in responding, Peter sat on the sofa drinking water and asserting his thirst."You want to come?"

"Can I?" seduce Rachel, with a soft voice and straight lips. Adorable.

"No, but I'll send you a gift there."

"But I promised I'd come."

"I said no yes no!" peter, raise two octaves of his vocal cords. Still holding back, yet the look in his eyes sharpened. Make anyone shut up and choose obedience.

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