THE MAFIA!
Chapter 82's

Grasping the fingers with affection. Kissing several times, although the fingers had not returned the sweet treatment, Michael remained in the position to bring his wife home this afternoon.

Chania herself is still trying to hide her gaze on the man who is still her legal and religious husband. But she still hesitated to become Chania Renata a few months ago.

Conduct such habits as calling her Honey, and spoiled - spoiled on her gallant body. Kiss without hesitation and shame - shame.

Should he go back to learning to be as confident as he was a few months ago?

But given how sweet Michael has been all afternoon, there is not a single sentence that states if the man loves him.

Not a word of love came out of the thin lips of the Mafia. And that made her hesitant to return to Chania, Xavier's young mistress.

"We're going to the hotel now?" ask Michael again.

"But Tu..."

Uncompleted Chania called him Master, Michael had already stuffed Chania's lips with his. Michael's movement was so fast that Chania was completely unaware of it.

Chania's lips felt stiff, hesitant to reply. But Michael's movements were so gentle and intoxicating.

Bite - a gentle bite in Michael to make up for the longing for Chania's sweet lips. Chania had pushed Michael's chest against his chest. But quickly Michael managed to grab and lock the hand.

Slowly but surely, in fact Michael managed to make Chania kiss back. Until making the wife who had just almost rebelled was now submissive and followed the play of her tongue.

Though unseen enjoying a kiss that warms her body, Chania occasionally closes her eyes, holding on *******. Feeling a soft sigh that made it feel like he was brought flying.

Sensing the obedient Chania, Michael moved Chania's hand to circle around her neck. Had lowered his hand, but Michael's refusal to make his hand back perched behind the neck.

Michael's position was still crouching down, with Chania's torso and head cupped. One hand was circular over Chania's head. Another one was behind Chania's back.

"You're beautiful!" lirih Michael in between kisses. Before back sucking on Chania's sweet lips.

Chania's face was blushing, hearing compliments she had never heard in a long time. The vibe of love reverberated in his heart.

"Oum!" chania's reflexes rebelled and pushed Michael's body as hard as he could.

Michael chuckled. "Sorry, Baby! your lips are so sweet! it's not like you can't bite him."

"Damn!" a weak punch landed on Michael's shoulders who was getting more and more laughing. "It's so bad to hurt me!" chania rubbed her lips.

"No, Honey! it's called gemes!" joking Michael smiled broadly. Chania's tone is getting better and better.

"It hurts!" his complaints are a little spoiled.

"Sorry.." she couldn't stand Chania's distinctive voice.

Smiled seductively, and looked back down to kiss again. Chania's hand closed her mouth.

"Don't try - try!" chania Ancam.

"Haha! you're too adorable, Baby." said Michael stroking Chania's hair.

Tok tok!

Tok tok!

The quick intonation of the door made Michael curse in his heart. Had tried to ignore, the name Chania who pushed his chest and coded Michael to open the door, made him resigned and ended the intention to kiss the lips that made him passionate.

"Who knows how important it is" Chania said with a gentle look at Michael's eyes.

Highlight the eyes it exuded if 65% of his wife Chania, had returned. Making Michael more and more entangled with a gaze that was already far different from a moment ago.

"Alright." Michael replied while stealing a kiss on Chania's lips. Then just move to leave the narrow room that makes it hold the stuffy.

Don't ask me what kind of face Chania got that kiss. It felt more overwhelming than the previous kiss.

Because basically a sudden kiss given by a partner is a picture of the real feeling.

Disbursement for the pounding of the waves on the beach, unpretentious - sahutan with the pounding of love that re-emerged in the heart that had broken.

A smile rose, as Michael's back disappeared behind the curtain. Rubbing her belly as if to say, we'll keep it together, son.

While Michael with a feeling of annoyance, because his sensual activity was interrupted by the knock of the bodyguard, Michael opened the door violently.

"If it doesn't matter I'll chop off your head!" joking Michael at Jack standing in the doorway.

"I'm sorry, sir." Jack looked respectfully. "But this is more than just important!"

"Say!" ketus Michael's.

"The whole Deborah has arrived in this city!" said Jack. "And it is thought that some have reached this beach!"

"What the Fvck!" dismemberment Michael.

"The eyes say that Deborah is planning a battle to get the young mistress! The path of peace with the young Master and the great Lord is fruitless he said."

"Damn! It's not good to bring Chania into battle!" hiss Michael.

"At least the Master and Madam should get out of this house immediately!" continued Jack. "We're back at the hotel! I will order the precarious army to prepare weapons of war, sir."

"Fsa!" michael closed the door violently. And went straight into the room that only took two steps to get to the doorstep.

"What's wrong?" chania asked who was already standing from her shabby bed. Hearing Michael's breakthrough he was sure the situation was not good - fine.

"We need to get out of here! Deborah's looking for us! his men have reached this beach. I don't want you and our baby-to-be on the battlefield!"

"What!" peekkik Chania's.

"Where are the things you need?" ask Michael. "Bring as necessary!"

Michael was in the fog himself. He did not want his pregnant wife to be in a precarious situation. Where it might affect the baby in the stomach.

Chania took her suitcase, put her important things in. When he was about to put his shirt on, Michael forbade it.

"I'll have someone buy you a dress. We have to hurry! Danger lurks you, Baby!"

Michael said in haste. In his real heart he could not bear to see the clothes of his wife who had no price at all. It could be that one Chania closet is only equivalent to the pants that he is currently wearing. Or not even until.

"But..."

Chania had not yet finished the sentence Michael had snatched the suitcase and pulled Chania's hand towards the door of the house.

"We need to get out of here!" said Michael.

"Yes!" chania replied after following Michael's steps to the limousine that was prepared to take the Mafia Lord and his wife.

The vehicle drove off, leaving behind a worn-out house that Michael said was like his bodyguard dog house.

Michael and Chania were both in the back seat. Chania seemed nervous about this kind of situation. It's been four months that they haven't interacted in the car.

Not with Michael. The man, shamelessly pulled Chania's body to his embrace. Entering his hands and chest.

This is where Chania's heart starts racing. Hearing Michael's heartbeat faster than ever. Feel the warmth back in the chest of the field.

Chania put on a smile. I wanted to feel like he was hugging Michael's body like he used to. But he is still ashamed. Remembering first she was like a crazy girl chasing the love of a Michael. Even declaring love first.

This time he will turn things around, he will not say the word love in the slightest. Before Michael declares his love to her first.

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