Stuck in a Brutal Mafia Marriage
The beginning of everything

Belle and Michel are the center of attention now. No exception to a pair of eyes in the corner of the room. Keenan stood up with his sharp gaze.

Well Keenan held a sleepy Abigail, while waiting for Belle's arrival. But who would have thought that woman was even cool with another man.

Jealous, don't expect. Until whenever that word would not exist in the dictionary of Keenan's life. He admitted that his heart was a little heated, but that was not because of jealousy.

Still dodging the bottom of the arogant bastard.

Belle takes Michel to meet Ara and Steven. To congratulate them on their marriage. "Sister, who is he?" ask Ara.

"Include him Michel. My college friend. We are friends and of course very close like brothers!" clear Belle. It also did not escape Keenan's hearing. I don't know since when the assistant was standing near them.

Friends, that's impossible. There is no friendly relationship between a man and a woman. Must be one of them getting whipped.

Keenan could see that from Michel's gaze. The man is interested in the woman. Damn it, Keenan will eliminate it later.

Not strong to see the closeness between Belle and Michel. Keenan left without saying a word. Not to avoid Belle alone. But to put Abigail in the room.

"Sister!" call Grace with her cry.

"Hi Grace!"

"Where's Abigail?"

"Abigail with his father Grace. The boy wants to stay with Keenan. So I handed Abigail over to Keenan for a while before the breakup!" Belle. Explain.

"Oh, I don't think you're taking her. Hey, isn't this your college buddy" Grace asked as she looked at Michel's face.

"Yes, it's Michel!" answered gently and with a sweet smile. Grace nodded in understanding.

"Grace I'm leaving first yeah, I want to see my daughter for a second. I have been separated from him for a long time!" a brief nod of signs if Grace agrees.

Belle walks around the room looking for Keenan. However, his eyes did not catch the figure of the mysterious man. Where's she.

drtt!

Abigail and I are in room 888!

Belle crept her phone strong, they will finally meet after a long time. With a long step Belle out of the event venue and look for the room number that Keenan sent via SMS message.

After walking to and fro. Belle finally found a suitable room number.

Geck! poke! poke! knocking on the door repeatedly and standing waiting. After two weeks, Belle was finally able to meet her daughter.

Geck! poke! poke! knocking for the second time. However, I did not get an answer. Belle has been pressing continuously. But there's no answer.

Feeling no one, Belle decided to go inside. Check the state of the room. It could be that Keenan went out for a while and left Abigail alone.

But it turns out Belle's guess was wrong. This room is empty. There's only darkness here. Shit, Keenan tricked him. Then where Keenan hid Abigail.

Brak! Belle screamed in shock when she heard the door buzz. Instantly his body turned to face back. His eyes were round when he saw Keenan standing with his serious face.

"You! where's Abigail?" ask firmly. Trying not to show his fear.

"There's a room next door!" answer Keenan casually. Slowly start to move forward. Approaching Belle.

"Then I'll get out!" Belle walked fast. But with a swift Keenan clutching his hand firmly.

"Who let you out?" asked Keenan with a sharp eye.

"And why did you lock the door?" belle asked questions again. His body trembled in fear seeing Keenan's smile. Belle can sense the alarm now.

Instead of answering, Keenan instead walked forward making Belle reflex to walk backwards. Eventually, his body hit the wall. And Keenan stuck it between both hands.

"Keep out of my presence!" Belle beat Keenan's hand. For a moment he managed to stay away. But it's all for nothing. Keenan walked up to him.

"Stop! don't come near me!” pretending to be strong and returning Keenan's clingy gaze, tried to get the man to take his eyes off.

His gaze only lasted for a moment, not until the five minutes Belle's defense collapsed. Belle was frightened by Keenan's sharp gaze. Lips also shake. I don't know how pale his face is now.

It was the same as a mouse trapped in a lion's den. "You're afraid baby, don't you like the attention of the men out there?" trivial Keenan. Keep intimidating Belle, not letting the woman calm down for a second.

"Stop all your bullshit, I don't understand what you mean. Leave the keys to me, I'll find Abigail and take her away."

"You think I'll let your plan work. Too bad, I've changed my mind, baby. I want to marry you!" Keenan said in a low voice. Very scary.

"But I refused!"

"I don't need your approval!" sahut Keenan fast. "Please give me the door key!" belle's legs are so limp now.

How could this man change his mind at the last second. When Belle has accepted the reality and tried to rise from the Despair.

The sixth smiled smirk, "take it if you can." put the long iron in the pants pocket.

Belle widened her eyes, not believing what she saw. But Belle has to get out of here and find Abigail. Therefore Belle ventured to get closer and put her hands in Keenan's pocket.

If you think Belle is shameless. So you are right, his pride was lost after Keenan took his crown and gave money in exchange for it. Doesn't that mean Belle is no different from a prostitute.

Hap! Keenan pulled Belle to sit on his lap. Flanking Belle's body with both hands, not letting Belle rebel and just let go.

“You are mine, don't expect to belong to anyone else bic*h!” cold Keenan, affirm the word ownership.

“I'm not yours, I'm free to sleep and date anyone I want. Who do you dare to set me.” he said challenging Keenan blatantly.

“I am your owner, as well as Abigail's father dear. I deserve you! ” Keenan smiling smirk full threat.

"Therefore we shall marry later, but let me feel this beautiful body of yours once more!" Keenan pushed Belle onto the bed and overpowered her.

"Prepare, I will punish you for daring to be with another man dear!"

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“Grace have you seen Belle?” ask Michael.

“So she was with you, why even ask me?” Grace asked back, glancing at the man with a hard-to-understand look. Not because they are interested, but want to ask something about their feelings.

“Sister Michael, can I ask you something?”

“What?”

“What sister loves-“

“Baby, come! I'll introduce you to my business partner. So you can stop accusing me of cheating!” damian's voice refuted the two's chatter.

Without listening to Grace's reply, Damian immediately pulled her away. Staying away from the real Michael is the goal. Damian didn't like Grace chatting with Michael as if they were familiar.

TB