Stuck in a Brutal Mafia Marriage
Extreme games

Peter and Rachel return to the assembly room after cleaning up. Not just a regular shower. But both of them do bed sports for hours.

"Where's Keenan, I didn't see him?" rachel asked in tears looking for the form of a two-eyed human.

"Why are you looking for another man while your husband is here. Accompanying you!" Peter sneered, lazily discussing the brash assistant.

It wasn't the first time Peter and Keenan got into a feud, but every day the two guys were acting like tom and Jerry. Never reconciled and always dissenting.

Neither Peter nor Keenan ever took their quarrels seriously. Both are aware, each other needs each other in terms of work.

Keenan needs a salary and Peter needs the energy and brain of genius Keenan. Anyone would hire Keenan right away, as soon as Peter fired him. Because he is very good at reading situations and understanding political issues. So Peter never once had the intention to fire Keenan.

"I'm afraid he's at the crest of wild beasts out there. The song always sticks to you, don't blame me for asking that!" sahut Rachel lazy. Then quicken his footsteps, leaving Peter behind.

Arriving at the front door of the assembly room, Rachel went straight inside. Make all eyes on him. A moment Rachel fell silent on the spot, circulating a glance. Seeking Cristian.

His lips lifted when he saw Tian playing dice with his friends, the woman walked over and sat down to join them.

"Miss, are you here?" Tian was shocked to see Rachel sitting down casually. Tian swept his gaze across the room, looking for someone.

His body pecked for a moment, when he found Peter standing with a spear-sharp gaze. Ready to skin anyone who interferes with his time with his wife.

"Miss, can you stay away from me?" pinta Tian. Still with polite language and attitude. Aware of the danger that threatens his life.

"You kicked me out huh?" ketus Rachel. It was much more frightening than Peter's eyes.

“I don't mean to, but it looks like Mr. Peter needs your help!" sarkas Tian in a soft voice. Peter glanced for two seconds through the tail of his eyes. Dare to look at him for long.

"He doesn't need me, just so you know!" said Rachel, her hand moved to reach the glass of beer that was still intact.

"No, miss, Mr. Peter needs you. Look at the look in his eyes, as if telling you to come right up to him!" still trying to persuade Rachel. I wish the woman had gone from where she was.

"He didn't need my help, he even intended to divorce me!" he said in a slightly loud voice. I hope Peter hears it. Of course, Rachel's words all come to Peter's hearing.

As soon as the fur on Tian stood up without permission, the air around here grew increasingly gloomy. Tian lightly turned his head back. Reflexes, he yells when he finds Peter standing right behind him while looking at him coldly. Intimidating.

Peter looks scarier than a ghost, "what's the fun of talking to people's wives?" peter asked with a sweet smile. However, it looked like a cynical smile on Cristian's eyes.

Peter's voice soaked, his jaw tightened. The protrusions were clearly visible around his hands and neck. Eyes getting colder.

"Sorry sir, I'll go to work now!" pamit Tian when he saw Peter's big hand reaching into his pocket, was about to take a firearm.

Seeing Tian leave, some of the members sitting there moved along. Do not want to be hit by the fire of jealousy of the leader.

"You made them leave me alone!" rachel said with a sad face. I don't know why the battle is changing for a few days. Peter glared, shuffling Rachel's already messy hair.

"Are you happy to get a lot of attention from a lot of men?: Peter growled, did not like Rachel spread the charm here and there and captivated the Gold Lion members.

Rachel shut up, then went back up that beer. Fortunately the drink in Rachel's upright is not alcoholic. "Don't be sad, come with me!" pulled Rachel from her seat.

"Where are you taking me?" rachel asked, not intending to do anything.

"You bored?" Rachel nodded quickly and Peter was the cause of her boredom.

"Why don't you just play something with me?" Rachel looked up, looking at Peter with a question mark.

"played? nights like this. Don't tell me you're asking me to play in bed!" Rachel bluntly. Some members were seen holding back laughter.

“If you want, I can accompany you until morning!” Peter attacked back, making Rachel silent. Between shame and shame.

"You said you could aim perfectly, right?"

"You doubt me?" oh come on Rachel feels challenged to prove it now.

"I've never doubted your abilities, honey!"

"Then?" I don't know, every Peter underestimates and doubts his ability Rachel feels upset.

"I want to hone your skills, by playing shooting. How, are you interested?" Rachel nodded quickly and smiled with interest.

"Follow me!" Peter walked straight towards the back of the luxurious bar. Rachel kept quiet and followed him from behind.

After his eyes radiated admiration, he saw various types of pistols lined up neatly on the shelves of the room.

"Well, there's a lot of guns. You like collecting these things?" rachel asked, sorting through and trying one by one the gun.

"No, I'm providing all this to my men. They often practiced in this place!" peter replied while setting up the aiming board.

"You sure you can aim right in the middle?" the smallest circle among the circles.

Dor's! dor's! dor's! without excuse Rachel pressed the trigger three times in a row. Peter was shocked because he had not given the cue and Rachel had already pressed the trigger first.

"Look behind you!" Rachel smiled proudly. Blow the tip of the gun that just fired hot lead.

"Here-" Peter was speechless, seeing the three bullets hit the target without missing a single moment. Right, Rachel can't be underestimated.

"You're the one aiming?" still do not believe while scraping the wall that was hollow because of bullets.

"Not my soul!" joking Rachel, smiled wryly at Peter's expression.

Suddenly he felt disappointed to see Peter silent without praising or admiring his skills.

"Since when can you shoot?"

"when I was 10 years old" he answered honestly. Peter swallowed his own saliva with great difficulty. As early as that, there was no way for sure Rachel was just bragging.

But these three bullets prove that Rachel's words are not just a joke. "How do we play a more extreme game!" tawar Peter's.

He wanted to know how far Rachel was able to shoot. "Want to bet?"

Peter smiled smirk, "are you challenging me?"

"I just want the benefits!" Peter smiled devil, his wife is very cunning apparently.

"Well, if you win I'll please you for one whole night and if you lose I'll punish you until you pass out how?"

Wait, somehow Rachel feels weird. Something's wrong with Peter's words.

Stupidly Rachel did not realize, win or lose she remained at a disadvantage.

TB

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