Stuck in a Brutal Mafia Marriage
Immediate attack

The sound of the clock was heard loud all over the night. It was seen that a man was walking around sneaking around, going into the room and looking around at Rachel with a mischievous look.

"Honey, get up" he said, patting Rachel's cheek gently. "What else?" rachel muttered, frowning in annoyance, unaware of Peter's presence.

"Say you want to please me?" peter whispered, could not bear to resist the desire. Rachel was not warted, as if deaf and still comfortable with her position.

"Darling!" call Peter again, a little harshly making the woman open her eyes slightly.

"Who are you?" rachel asked, sitting leaning back trying to collect lives. With narrowed eyes, Rachel tried to see the face of the person in front of her.

"It's me!" cold Peter, feeling arrogant hearing Rachel doesn't recognize him.

Peter's? what time is it. Didn't he say he was going to work. Why come and wake him up.

"Say you work?" rachel asked with narrowed eyes.

"Yes, later after I get the rations!" peter said, leaning in, about to scoop up those natural pink lips.

Plaque! Rachel shut Peter up, "tomorrow, now I'm sleepy!" reject Rachel. The woman again laid her body and closed her eyes tightly.

Upset at being rejected, then Peter attacked without permission. The cup! Peter******* Rachel's lips don't let her scoop up oxygen.

Getting an impromptu attack, Rachel instantly widened her eyes. Revelations. "What are you doing?" angry Rachel, as soon as Peter cut his lips.

Disturbed by Peter's presence. Because I made sure the man didn't let him sleep well tonight. "I'm asking for my rights as your husband, baby!" Peter answered casually. Then back to stick her head to Rachel's scented neck, kissing here and there leaving a thick trace of ownership.

"Say you want to work, why attack me anyway. Anyway, I promise you your rations tomorrow. But you attacked me in a state of drowsiness!" Rachel said, letting out all the grievances that whack.

Silence, only a small sophistication was heard now. Peter reluctantly breaks away from his fondling on Rachel's neck. Now his hand turned, playing the two hanging chunks.

"There's still two hours left!" Peter only replied after being satisfied to spread the sign of ownership there. Now turn down, get Rachel ready.

Rachel did not say, her eyes began to close, her drowsiness so high that it made her unable to fight. He let Peter play with his own body.

Instead of not wanting to serve, his eyes were heavy right now. Rachel wants to re-enter her dreamland soon. Until the long move, indicating that Peter has reached the peak of extraordinary pleasure. The man collapsed, falling on Rachel who was already asleep in her sleep.

The cup! Peter kissed Rachel's entire face, before moving on and picking up her clothes. Once ready, the man exited the room impatiently in action.

His strength was back intact, with a smile and a fierce spirit. Peter went down the stairs, approaching his assistant who was sitting sweetly. Waiting. Sure enough, the man condemned Peter's delay in heart.

"Can we go now, sir?" said Keenan, flat without bowing respectfully, still comfortable with his current position.

Look at her sharp gaze, as if wanting to finish off Peter right now. It's delicious, Peter is fond of making love while here, Keenan waits with a sigh of patience while staring blankly in the front.

"You been here a long time?" Peter asked while buttoning his black shirt.

"I just arrived, about two hours ago!" sewot Keenan, emphasizing the new word.

Hearing Keenan's sour tone, then Peter looked up to look flat. " You're envious?"

"Why should I be envious?"

"Because you can't embrace happiness like me!" peter said, then sat face to face and took a glass of whole wine.

"How many times have I said I'm happy with my life now" he said. Starting to feel the direction of his boss talk.

"Come on Kee, you're old and you should get married. Should I find a candidate for you?" Peter made an offer, making Keenan hold his breath. Be patient.

Peter smiled smirk, "I give you a year, if you haven't been married in a year it's ready I'll take out you and the rest of the orphanage!" serious threat.

"Yes-yes, what a hassle!" ketus Keenan. Surprised by his boss who urged him to get married soon.

"Let's go, mister!" take Keenan with you, raising one hand. Make permissible. It could be a headache later, if Keenan continues to fight Peter.

Peter screeched, looking at Keenan who was avoiding chatter, but it didn't matter, because he had promised to get married within a year.

Then pass by, pass by Keenan and walk ahead. "Make sure tonight there's no commotion or uproar, you know it's not me to hold back the least!" Peter asked while sitting down to find a comfortable position.

"Okay sir!" Keenan replied, then pressed the gas pedal and drove his car out of the Mansion yard.

Silent, both of them were busy with their activities. Keenan focused on the street and Peter, looking out the window. Observe the quiet atmosphere with a dim light that illuminates some of the streets.

“Actually, Rachel asked me to stop killing, even if it was my enemy!" Peter starts a new conversation, telling Keenan what happened recently.

Keenan glanced at a glance, it could not be denied that Keenan was quite surprised. However, it was covered with his calmness and authority.

"And do you obey his will?" what kind of question is that, of course Peter according to. Moreover, that request came from the most precious woman in his life.

"Of course, seeing her face made me unbearable!" peter answered her.

There was a heavy sigh coming from the driver's seat, "with your work now, are you sure you won't kill again, sir?" triv Keenan, most know how Peter's anger and cruelty when he was angry or could not resist.

"Of course not, for now I have to comply. But not for the second time, anyway I plan on making Rachel accept me and also all about me. Including my work," he said, relaxing.

"How?" peter was silent and again confused. Don't know what to answer Keenan. Because of the fact, Peter still has not found a solution.

He wanted to threaten her, but Rachel was not affected. She is a goddess of death who is not afraid of anything. Even more determined to turn him into a good man who fits his criteria.

"I don't know why I'm having such a hard time conquering that woman!"

"Then why did you marry her?" Peter growled furiously at Keenan's pointless question.

"Of course, because I love her. Lonely men like you can understand," Peter gushed Keenan with scathing words that directly pierced to the reed.

"I'm not lonely" she said again. Refusing to be dikatai. "Currently, just say you're proud to say it!"

Not to interfere in Keenan's business, only Peter wants to see his assistant and best friend get married and have a happy little family.

Keenan fell silent, the shadow of the incident came back. Where is a mature blonde woman, sighing her name under her body.

Damn, just by imagining it suddenly the bottom of Keenan began to feel crowded. "How is the woman now?" he murmured slowly, which only he could hear.

Damn it! why do I think about that woman, I'd better hire a whore tonight and channel my beer. After all, I hadn't played in a long time after spending the night with that woman.

TB

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