Marrying the Lord Ruler
CHAPTER 87

Pov Xavier

I have gone mad! Crazy because of my great love for Charlotte, my wife. I love her so much, love her with all my body and soul. Maybe someone else thinks I'm stupid just because I want that woman. I suck and stupid for expecting his love. That’s okay, because I really love and want her!

It's hard to believe that a dirty Mafia leader like me could love a woman. A man who does not know the affection and meaning of marriage after being required to hold the throne of the strongest power. It has thousands of followers all over the world. From the holy side and the dark side. All of this is not normal.

If juxtaposed with other Mafia leaders who like to collect women, instead I prefer to avoid it, doing it is not my personality. Ever since the death of my parents I was raised by Grandpa, my only family right now that made me a strong man against my enemies. To me loving a woman would only hinder my ultimate goal.

But my outlook began to change when I first saw my future wife. She is not beautiful and impressed. Nothing interesting about him. Ah, I err, I'm interested in one part of her body. Those brown eyes, those beautiful eyes that exuded calmness as I stared. Reminds me of a woman I respect very much. My mum.

Their eyes are so similar. I like the light of his eyes. I was determined to have it.

Charlotte didn't like me from the start. He rebelled against me and tried to escape. Various ways he did to launch his plan is no exception to ask for help from his ex-lover. I found them in a hotel, with circumstances I find difficult to understand. I should have been indifferent to him by then and let him escape. But somehow, my heart didn't want Charlotte to go with that guy. I'm mad! And feel my kindness being underestimated!

I forgive him just for Grandpa's sake. Yeah, I guess for the old man who always set me up for no other reason. I keep thinking like that. I can't refuse Grandpa's request. Long time ago. I respect him and make him my priority. Only Grandpa, the only family I have, has always supported my every decision.

After a few hardships from Charlotte, we finally started to make up. He wants to accept me as a friend. Along with my feelings that began to convince myself if the feeling I experienced was love. I didn't pull it off because I wanted to! Until I saw him go back to see his ex-girlfriend at the Mansion, making me even more anxious if one day the woman would leave me. That same day, I decided to confess my feelings to him.

After expressing all my feelings, we started living a much better life. I assume Charlotte loves me too. Because whatever I want, he doesn't reject it and instead replies to the same thing. I'm thrilled.

Charlotte asks to return to Jakarta to save her grandfather's company. I don't want to go anywhere he goes. I let him take care of the office. I think I should give it a little freedom. Maybe that way, our relationship can get more intimate. I trust him completely.

But my trust was destroyed again. I saw him with that jerk again. My hotel! My great love seemed to be met with betrayal. Charlotte could easily betray my feelings so quickly. His betrayal has destroyed me far beyond the destruction caused by all my enemies.

I'm jealous!! Jealous of seeing her with a man who was once her lover. The shameless man who keeps flirting with my wife! Twice! How well do I endure my patience?

I was angry and didn't want to hear the reason! My mind is struggling with their dark relationship. Thinking hard to find what my lack is. The thought of them still liking each other had ravaged my heart, let alone seeing them in one room. My sane thoughts seemed to disappear. The desire to get rid of Fredy Nahendra just stuck out. My instinct as a husband did not let it be owned by his ex-lover!

The problem came again with the attack on Central Headquarters. My mind branched. I can't think rationally if I stay by Charlotte's side. The desire to hurt haunts me. I decided to go to Italy to take care of the problem there. Until I came back and heard Charlotte was pregnant! As my body stiffened and limp, my world seemed to crumble. The same feeling I had when I lost both my parents back I felt.

The outpouring of jealousy was muzzling me with nothing left. I'm very sure, very sure that the fetus is not my son! My mind repeatedly rejected that harsh reality. I insist on believing that Charlotte's child is Fredy's. The results of their dark relationship. I admit I was wrong without proving it first. But my instinct as a man, justifies that. Believing the last man with her is the son of a bitch!

Their closeness when in the Mansion last time, the look of their eyes that intertwined to form a red thread re-knit without others knowing. I can see they have feelings for each other. Whether I'm stupid or something, I don't care. All I have in mind is a worry if Charlotte leaves me. Like the departure of my parents.

Yeah, I was so scared thinking about it. My body trembled to remember it. Losing the people I love really breaks me! I don't want to repeat the same thing to Charlotte. That woman can't leave me. I'll forgive him all his mistakes as long as he stays with me. I was selfish. I chose to get rid of all the things that would be a barrier to our relationship. Even if it has to kill lives. I don't give a shit.

Pov End's

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“Sayang?”

“Ya?”

“Still. Wh why? Want replace?” Charlotte chuckles.

“I don't like to see you sick.”

Charlotte turned. They were lying on the bed facing each other. Hugging each other warms the body. Charlotte stared in a black bead of eyes that now displayed her pinched face. Really worried about his situation. She brushed off a pretty smile.

“Some more months is sure. Thanks for your attention.” Charlotte said as she stroked the jakun Xavier who seemed to tease her. Then her hand rose towards the strong, thin-feathered jaw on her husband's face.

“Lama. Can be accelerated or eliminated only.”

“Hah? Eliminated? Ngaco. It was common for pregnant women Xavi. Where can be omitted.” Charlotte thinks Xavier is discussing her nausea. Because it is almost every day he feels nausea that ends up limp on the bed. Charlotte was also astonished, why her body could be that clean.

“You're not tired?”

“No. I'm so happy even.” A warm kiss landed on Xavier's hard cheek. “Because there's you and this baby-to-be.” Her baby smiled sweetly. Yes, the happiness of pregnant women is simple. He wants to be watched and obeyed. Ckcc.

“You're thinner.” Xavier rubbed Charlotte's cheek that felt not as happy as before. Now look his cheekbones that poked to the surface. Xavier doesn't like to see that change. He was sad and did not want his wife to be sick because she was pregnant with not his child.

“Biarin, do you want to find another one?” Charlotte pouted and poked her lips.

“Emang can?”

Charlotte's eyes widened with her mouth wide open to hear her husband's words. “Really? You want to find another one?!!”

“Why not? Just so you allowed it. I won't refuse.” Xavier tried hard to hold back his laughter looking at Charlotte's expression that looked upset instead of playing. He just wanted to see how angry his wife was.

Charlotte's lips tightly clenched, her eyeballs glaring at Xavier. Both of his hands were squeezing the blanket. Soon the hand must be floating on his handsome face.

“Do it! I'll throw your affair to Mozambique!!” his bluff is full of threats. Of course, it invites laughter Xavier.

After laughing at his wife's cuteness, Xavier's hand slowly descended down the woman's stomach. “Honey, I want to...” His voice was full of seduce.

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