THE MAFIA!
Chapter 109's

Late, the end of the ballpoint pen stuck right at Oliver's wrist. Fresh blood poured out from his wrist. Oliver's face looks so stiff because of enduring the pain. Mouth open, breath out loud.

"Stupid!" screech Michael tore off the shirt he was wearing, and immediately tied the part that became the way for blood to come out.

"Get Rudolf into my room!" michael presses the auto button that connects to Jack.

It didn't take long, Rudolf who was on duty at the company clinic arrived in just a matter of minutes. Various inspection equipment he brought as a guard - take care of what is going on with his Client.

Michael stood folding his hands behind Oliver's chair in his room.His face looked emotionfully at Oliver. Between annoyance and heartlessness crept into one. He had intended to establish a good relationship with Oliver as the wishes of the Papa. But it was unexpected Oliver's response was unexpected.

"Why are you so stupid, Oliver!" henta Michael. "Not all problems are solved by suicide!" angry annoyance.

Jack, the man is guarding Oliver, so his hands don't rebel. The girl is still trying to escape Jack's ambush. Even though his body was weak.

He seemed reluctant to be saved by anyone. All you want is to die at that moment. So no need to hear the words Michael clearly shows that the man loves his wife.

The doctor immediately did what he had to do. First aid on Oliver's wrist.

"Don't do anything reckless like this again, Oliver" Rudolf said. "Your life is precious!"

"Nobody really thinks I'm valuable!" oliver said blankly to the window.

The woman is now sitting on the sofa. Stare blankly at the glass wall that shows the typical buildings of Rome, Italy.

"Don't talk stupid!" spray Rudolf.

Smiling curiously, "That's reality, doctor Rudolfo Hazard!" firmly Oliver stared deeply and firmly at Rudolf.

Rudolf flicked his lips thinly. It was as if giving up on giving understanding to the woman in front of him.

"Think well - well what was said before" said Michael who sat on the sofa single finally joined the conversation. "I'm sure your life will be better!"

Oliver looked at Michael, looking at him sharply. But still the radiance of love is still visible there.

"Whatever I'll never be worth in your eyes, Michael!"

"Don't you think I forgot who we were, Oliver!" answer Michael. "I still clearly remember what we used to be. Who we were!"

"Purely!" sarcasm Oliver is upset.

Michael took a deep breath and threw it away slowly. He thought, if Oliver is difficult to make up, should he just leave it pockmarked himself? At the time of reading Arlington's legacy and signed by the original heir.

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The wall clock shows at 12pm Italian time. Chania sleeps on the sofa room. She had been asleep while waiting for her husband since dinner.

The luxurious door opened slowly. The light is still bright. A sign of the occupants sleeping.

' But where is he? '

Michael's heart in the heart. His eyes swept across the room. Because of the position of the sofa in bed Chania turned her back towards the door.

He walked up to the balcony door, step by step. Until finally the tip of the eye caught something that stuck on the sofa.

He immediately turned his head, and he was a little surprised to find his wife asleep on the sofa. Use a sofa pillow as a headrest. With a red satin kimono.

Aa.. very tempting in the eyes of the husband who is tired all day working and dealing with various problems.

Two lips slightly raised. A dazzling, sweet smile rises from the thin lips of the Mafia. Stepping closer, gently rubbing the wife's hair. There was no movement from Chania, he ended up crouching. Using one knee as a restraint for his body.

"Baby.." call him soft. "Babies?" she puts a soft kiss on her sweet lips.

Squirm small, open your eyes at a glance to then close them again. Considers only a gust of wind that disturbs.

Michael smiled faintly. Staring fixed and full of love for the figure of his wife. Back it darts the kiss on the nose. And spontaneously Chania woke up from sleep with wide eyes.

"Honey?" muttered Chania immediately sat down, fixing her position. "Just home?" ask the husband who is still crouching on the floor.

"Yes." replied Michael with his tired face.

"Eat already?"

"Had" he answered rubbing his wife's stomach. "Why sleep here?"

"Sleep." smiled clumsily. "What about Oliver?" tanyanya.

Chania leaned against the chest of Michael's field. She held her hand on her husband's stomach. Smelling the fragrant woody perfume that the husband wears. Even though it was late, I don't know if it should still be left to be kissed by the wife.

"He's willing to make peace" Michael said later.

"Seriously?"

"Yes!" answer Michael.

"He won't hurt me or our children, will he?"

"He said he would try to change himself for the better. Accept you as his brother. And we also need to know that change requires a process!"

"Yes, I know!" chania replied happy. "Important he wants to accept me and Sania as his brothers!"

"He doesn't know yet, if Sania's with us."

"Why don't you tell her?"

"I'm afraid he'll complain to Deborah! And all of those plans could have failed!"

"Hem.." nodded in understanding. "Alright, it's up to you" he continued. "You didn't shower?" looking at the husband who was still wearing the shirt this morning.

"Would you take a shower together?"

"Eitz! it's midnight. Shower yourself!" push Chania gently against her husband's chest. "You!" closing the nose as if lazy with the smell of the husband. Though his lips were holding back laughter, because he said a lie.

"Haha!" michael Gelak. "From that nempel, now say smell?" ask Michael.

"Yes, it already stinks! I just held my breath!"

"Well! lied to!" Michael mentoel Chania's belly on the side. Causes a ticklish feeling.

"Oh!" peekkik Chania's. "Buruan bathe there" he said with a smile.

Instead of doing the order, Michael pulled Chania's waist. Hugged his wife with anxiety. Locking the wife's hands from behind so she can't rebel. Despite the fact that Chania has been trying to fight back.

But for a Michael, what is the power of Chania. There might not even be 10% of his strength.

"Let the smell rub off on you!" michael kissed Chania on the neck.

"Huhahah!" chania's laughter exploded. Holding the tickle at the nape of his neck. "You stink, Honeeey!"

"You'll also be smelly now" he replied, kissing Chania's back and earlobes.

"Huhah!" chania couldn't help but laugh. "Candy, Honey!"

"Just be wild! I'll eat!"

"I'm a gulali!" chania said in her laughter.

"Yes..right! You're the gulali that intoxicates my tongue!" michael smiled mischievously. "Being on you will never diminish the sweetness of you, Baby!" she began to lick the nape of Chania's neck.

Of course, making Chania feel the creeps along with the heat that spread. A taste that is hard to express.

Even so it feels reluctant to cut off unilaterally. Because a little bit of it makes his body feel good.

Desirants - the strange hissing further made him crazy. Especially mischievously, Michael lowered the kimono from his shoulder using his teeth. Make the shoulder exposed so sexy with a very small br* strap.

"No, Honey! shower first!" Chania is still trying to get Michael to change his mind. From his perverted mind, to be a 100% sane mind%.

"If it's like this I can't stop, Baby." whispered passionately in Chania's ear. "I'm sorry.it looks like herbal medicine has to conquer junior ki first before I take a shower!" said Michael.

"Don't be so reckless!"

"No, Baby. You must serve me first!" lirih Michael who has been beaten. His hands were already playing mischievously in the two beautiful lumps. Makes the guy even more crazy.

Finally, inevitably, they also reunited the body for the umpteenth time. And the couch bears witness to their romance tonight.

"You're so excited, Baby..."

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