Married With Mr. Mafia

You are very valuable

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"So tell me, who told you to ruin my house?" William's voice was cold, his eyes were sharp, there seemed to be a lot of hatred piling up in his eyes, looking at the man who was now kneeling at his feet.

The man is the one who threw the window glass of the house, causing Gisha to be injured and traumatized. Even asking for a divorce with Will, you know how much Will hates this guy?

He had drenched blood, bruises on his face were immeasurable, his feet and hands were perfectly chained, some nails had been removed from his fingers, ah it was Fredrin, of course with the orders of William. Even William was still not satisfied torturing her.

The room was dark, there was only one small lamp right above the tortured man's head. Makes the atmosphere heavier.

"No one told me to, I did it because I hate you." Although it had been battered, even though blood had soaked almost his entire body, he was still desperately keeping the secret himself.

Bukh!!

Fredrin's hard punch was given using a beam, just behind the man's neck. The man screamed in pain, but he still did not confess anything.

William stood haughtily, he stared in disdain at the man. "Your movement is structured, it takes a lot of people and great effort to touch my house, and it's impossible for you to do it yourself. So tell me who's the mastermind?

"Heh, I hate you I wish you were dead."

Krekk

William stroked the man's fingers, slightly lowered his head slightly to align his face with the man's shattered face now.

The man was still trying desperately to hold on not to scream, but Will's footing was really strong, he knew some of his fingers must have been broken. Will's successful footing makes the man want to die alone.

"Who?" This time William looked at her more sharply, giving off a pressure of his own that frightened anyone.

"I, just me, I hate you. Well even if you're not home, there's only your wife. Is your wife dead, she-arghhh!!!"

Will stabs the man in the left eye with the knife that Will keeps. Will's gaze was completely full of anger. Whoever dares to offend Gisha, this is the result.

"Torture him until he begs for his own death, no need to ask anymore. I'll find them all!! Don't let him die, for his death will coincide with the mastermind of all this."

"Good sir." Fredrin knew that his master was angry, and the reason was that this man dared to offend Gisha, and about her death.

William came out of the room, with a heart full of anger. He hates that guy. He hates anyone who tries to touch his wife.

"How dare he discuss my wife! How dare you try to kill him! I'll take care of all of you involved." An angry move hastened Will's path. His heart was not calm, he was in a mess, he wanted to immediately return to the room and hug Gisha tightly. He knew that only then could he calm down.

Tkk ....

William paused for a moment, he accidentally stomped on a knife that was still clean. "Why is this here?"

"Sorry sir, no one dares touch this beloved thing of yours. You forbid us to touch it, right."

The three people who were sitting were discussing directly with William.

William knew it was his favorite knife, and he always carried it everywhere. But the knife ended up on the floor because Gisha threw it. It was the same knife that William used to threaten his own wife.

"Destroy it." Will's orders.

"But it's your favorite knife since childhood."

"Gisha hates it. I don't want to wear it anymore."

"Okay, we'll destroy."

"From now on, keep the knife away from him, and let no one break the glass nearby. And yes, since we will stay a little longer here, reduce the members, move three-quarters to another warehouse. Leave a quarter here to take care of my wife. Don't blatantly bring a bloody man, hide a weapon. Make him comfortable, if he hates being here, then this place has to be destroyed, you want to?"

The three people were silent, they could hardly believe William could talk that long. You see, all this time William rarely spoke. Maybe because he was talking about his wife? That is the meaning of the expression of the three.

"No, we will try our best to make the young mistress comfortable!"

The three fell silent, never imagining a time when their cruel boss fell in love, and loved a woman so much that they did anything to make her happy.

"Be careful, offending the young Madam means ending up wretched."

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The clock still shows at three in the morning, William again lying next to his wife, hugging the wife warmly.

"Don't die, don't hate me, don't get away from me." William rubbed back the wound that had dried somewhat.

"You are precious Gisha, you are my world." William kissed Gisha's hair slowly, drowning her face in the warm neck of his wife.

William can always be calm and restrained if he is near Gisha. He who was full of anger, calmed down as usual.

"I'll take down everyone who dares to hurt you." William landed a kiss on his wife's neck. Makes the owner of the neck uncomfortable.

"Will?" Gisha rubbed her eyes, she looked at William who had been spoiled with his body. Gisha rubbed William's hair gently. But his hand stopped as he recalled the man who had given him a knife to kill himself.

"What's wrong?" Gisha asked again. To be honest, she was still a little afraid of this man, if Gisha wanted to stay away, her heart was not fine every time Will approached her, and Gisha knew it was not a love affair, except the fear.

William did not answer anything, he just kept quiet, the more tightly hugged Gisha, the more kisses she landed there. Gisha's neck was William's.

"Will, what's wrong? I'm still sleepy, I'm going to sleep. Sleep or you I hate forever!" Actually, Gisha originally said, but she did not know it turned out that the sentence had an effect. Will took off his grip, he looked at the wife's face, looking into her eyes fixedly.

"You miss your sister, don't you? I already know where he is. He's in a dorm in London, if you want us there next month. It should be tomorrow, but the school's banning because next Sunday they have exams, and they have a lot to learn."

"Really?!" Gisha's eyes are glazed, she's so happy now. It seemed like he had forgotten that he had a bad experience a few hours ago. The news about Rendi was able to shake off his fear.

"Yes." Yeah."

"We're there next month?" Gisha is still very enthusiastic.

"If you want to?"

"I would want to! Thank you!" Gisha hugged William tightly, for the first time, it was Gisha who embraced William first. Looks like she completely forgot about William giving her the knife.

"So let's go to bed again." William pulled his wife's head to cling to the chest of his field.

"Are we going home tomorrow?" To be honest, Gisha felt uncomfortable in this house, every time she passed the floor she would definitely remember Will as well as his whispers when giving the knife.

"I'm sorry, but our house is still being repaired, for a while we'll stay here. Do you want to be in a hotel?" Will answered her gently, he rubbed the wife's cheek gently. His eyes are not distracted from anything else, Will's retina is only focused on continuing to stare at Gisha.

"No, just here." Gisha feels staying in a hotel is much more complicated, it's just here. Honestly, Gisha did not want to admit it, but William's body and voice were so warm, making him very comfortable in this position. But sometimes he is afraid too.

"Maybe heavy and uncomfortable for you, but hold on okay? It's only temporary. I promise we won't be here long."

"In fact, I'm hungry. Is there no food here? Usually at home there, I'm always ready for food in the fridge."

"You know, actually one person here has a good meal. I'll have him make food for you now." William took his cell phone. Typing some messages, maybe?

"really? Now then? It's three in the morning." Gisha can't believe Will told anyone else to cook at this hour. Yeah, Will's a heartless guy, maybe?

"If he refuses, he's just moving nature." William smiled sweetly, Gisha who heard it was horrified. William's version of coercion was truly appalling.

"Is the food really good? Better than my cooking?"

"Where is it possible, even if it's a bit salty, your cooking is still my favorite." Will hugs his wife tightly, showering Gisha's face with countless kisses.

"Will!"