Stuck in a Brutal Mafia Marriage
Past of Keenan

Nearly an hour into the car, they finally arrived at a four-story building under tight guard. Keenan, hand over the access card to the burly man. And they immediately bowed respectfully, letting them in.

Yes, Keenan and Peter are visiting a mysterious club. Not just a name, this building is also not like a night club. It is almost like a normal apartment. Not just anyone can get into this club. Only those who have a member card and usually from the underground, or often we know as, the Mafia.

Keenan rushed out, opening the door for his boss. Only then did they enter, of course with Peter walking ahead.

Once inside, Peter was a little surprised to see the luxury of the club. From the outside, it looks plain ordinary. However, it is full of luxury items.

"Where are they?" peter asked when he found the club empty. As if devoted to their transactions. "Let's sir, I'll take you to the VVIP room." without being called, a bertendere came to help.

Peter and Keenan threw gazes at each other, as if wondering through eye gestures. The reason is, only this time they came and that was because of an illegal transaction. Who owns this club.

However, they decided to quietly ask inwardly, reluctant to ask directly. Decided to follow that trendier step from behind.

Until they arrived at a large door with ancient reliefs, as well as two large body guards. Stand tall with full weapons.

A little suspicious, but both of them kept their guard down. Not feeling scared or trembling. The two big-bodied men, opened the door as soon as they saw them coming.

Until there bertendere was very attractive, let them make transactions comfortably. As the door closed, Peter focused on looking ahead.

He saw a middle-aged man sitting leaning against two prostitutes at once. Look, so perverted. He enjoyed every touch and caress of that seductive woman.

"At last you guys came, it's not polite to make consumers wait!" the middle-aged man's lips, and Peter silently stared flatly.

Either Peter or Keenan, have no intention of apologizing. The two looked upset, seeing a man of Keenan's age, sitting face to face with their client.

"There were a few obstacles on the way," after opening long enough, Keenan finally said.

"Ah, then I'm sorry even if you don't say an apology." she said loudly. End with a wry smile because it is not appreciated.

"And let's introduce him, he's Alesandro. The owner of this mysterious club!" Alesandro turned his head, smiling obliquely at Keenan's wry look.

"It's nice to meet you, brother!" Peter glanced at his assistant. Apparently, the man was angry.

"But unfortunately, I'm not happy to meet a loser like you." Keenan replied, it is very desirable that he smash Alesandro's head now. Given that the man had ravaged the Demitrius family.

"Enough, complete this transaction immediately. I don't want to linger in this slum." Peter cut off their conversation, making the whole pair of eyes turn on him.

"I don't want to interfere with my personal affairs. So, give me the stuff now. I've already transferred the price you're offering." said the old man, feeling guilty about renting this place as a place of transaction.

"This is what you asked for!" Keenan handed me a suitcase filled with drugs.

And at the same time, Alesandro chuckled. "Is this what your mother taught you, making you a criminal? waw, that's amazing. I didn't expect you to join a dirty group, just like me!"

"Shut your mouth, you never look glassy. Remember your mother was just a lowly jal*ng teasing people's husbands." Keenan back insulting, do not accept his mother in despicable. Alesandro growls not to like.

"Thank you for your cooperation, sir. I'll leave now." said the middle-aged man, not wanting to get involved with this devil-like fight.

"Hm!" Peter cleared his throat briefly, then nudged Keenan. "Let's go home, I have to accompany my wife." trying to quiet the anger of her assistant by diverting the chatter.

"I hope this will be our last meeting. Meeting you makes me want to kill you, just so you know." Keenan passed away, slamming the door. Leaving behind Peter who was still staring coldly, Alesandro.

No matter the risk, hearing Peter's rant won't make him die. At worst, his eardrum was damaged probably.

The arrival of Alesandro with the prostitute, became a turning point in the destruction of the household relationship of his parents. And it ended with the death of his mother. Sadness, resentment, disappointment, anger all mixed up to ravage Keenan emotionally. Until now, Keenan had never visited Elijah.

Time makes him age, with a sense of loneliness and guilt Elijah lived a kara in Chicago.

Dominic and Darion visited him once in a while. However, Elijah never came to see her. Always leave when they both come.

I don't know what job, to make him busy and reluctant to meet.

Peter was still speechless on the spot and said, "tell that to your ignorant boss as well. In order not to disturb the peace of my members. Otherwise, I would have eliminated him and the rest of the BB." he recalled before turning away, leaving Alesandro behind.

"Ck, stupid loser. Looking at the situation, it was impossible for this meeting to be the last one. I'm going to eliminate you Keenan, in retaliation for my mother's death." clenched my hands and squinted.

Parked, Keenan sat waiting while daydreaming. The fragments of his memory came back, where at that time his mother screamed loudly under the shower. Of course with tears. The disappointment is so deep, make the woman stress and end up leaving her for eternity.

Not felt, a speck of water pooled at the end of the petals. Keenan felt pain given how miserable his mother's life was.

However, everything collapsed when the door slam surprised him. Peter was sitting in the passenger seat with his hands shortened to his chest."How dare you leave your boss" he said coldly.

"Sorry sir, I don't want to let go and make a fuss." Keenan answered quickly, acknowledging the situation. Peter breathed.

""Actually, what happened between you and Alesandro in the past?" Peter is curious about Keenan's story.

"I'm sure you've heard it from your father-in-law!"

"Yes, but just a short story. I want to hear a more detailed story."

Silent for a moment, Keenan seemed to think before returning to speak after a while. "This story started when I was 15 years old. It was my birthday party, and sadly the prostitute came to bring Alesandro home. Everyone was confused and disappointed with my father. He let them stay together after seeing the DNA test results."

"Dad's decision was like a sharp spear that struck my mother's soft heart. Every day they fought until my mother was diagnosed with severe stress and claimed her life after I turned 17."

"For the first time I felt lost, out of anger I severed ties with the Demitrius family. Especially after seeing the prostitute come to the funeral and smile triumphantly. I wanted to eliminate him right then and there. But I abandoned my intention, and decided to leave the house with nothing."

"I was living a long time ago, but luckily a middle-aged woman came to hug me and took me home. She's a parlor mother. For two years I stayed before I decided to go back home." Keenan continued to tell stories with teary eyes and also tightly clenched hands.

“Why are you home?"

“Because grandpa is sick and keeps looking for me. In his final moments, he advised me to continue the tradition of being an assistant to the Abbey's children and grandchildren just like my father. And I had to accept it as respect last time." Keenan was ashamed to cry in front of his boss.

Peter was speechless, not expecting Keenan's life to be this heavy. Did his mother's suffering make Keenan's heart freeze. I don't know, but Peter was hoping that one day someone would come and melt him with the warmth he had.

"Deliver the car! we're home!"

TB

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