Married With Mr. Mafia

Loving you so much

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"Sorry, baby, I'll find a way to get us back to our house again."

William spoke softly, despite the slight change in expression on Will's face, Gisha knew that her husband was dizzy at the moment. It seemed like there were a lot of things he had to think about after grandfather's arrival last night.

The charismatic old man suddenly came, lowering an order that was even difficult for William about. He left the Villa just like that, after he conveyed the intent of his arrival, truly a busy old man.

"Whose house? The old one or the headquarters?" Gisha doesn't want to get angry, kettle, or get away from Will at this time. She knew her husband needed calmness, and Gisha did not want to be one of the objects of William's other worries.

"Where do you want?"

"Headquarters? It's safer like."

"Alright, we'll stay there as soon as I finish everything."

"Don't think too much, I'm fine, okay? Don't think too often, then his head can burn. Just take a break." Gisha gently rubbed William's forehead, wiping the spoiled beautiful hair of her husband. Gisha also did not know why she did this to the man who had taken her freedom. But one thing is for sure, right now Gisha wants William to be calmer and stop worrying.

You see, William's worried face is more unpleasant to look at.

Will flinches subtly, he really does not believe this is happening, Gisha who is often cold to him suddenly acts gentle as if pampering him. Gisha who always refused him, now pampering himself like a loving wife?

"God, I want to live forever with you." Will clasped Gisha's hand, kissed her slowly, looking at the tiny face. Looking at the retina of the wife with warmth.

"I don't want to." Gisha reflex says that.

"Don't lie, baby, it'll be a long nose." Will smiled gently, pulling his wife into his arms. One hand of William pulling the wife's nose.

"I'm not lying to know!"

"Isn't he? Oh, my god, it's worth it." The man's voice was like a sneer, as if frightened by the revelation of the wife.

"You ah, you want to sleep!"

Will, who saw it, could only draw a faint smile, hugging his wife from behind, placed her hand on Gisha's belly, which was already slightly enlarged thanks to the growing fetus inside her.

The man smiled so warmly and sincerely.

He's really happy.

So happy that it's hard to explain in words.

Very happy, almost floating.

The pregnant Gisha, truly an unlimited source of happiness for Will.

"Sleep, okay?" Will kisses Gisha's neck from behind, hugs her tightly, also closes his eyes, spoiled with warm hair and neck.

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Pregnant women are easily changeable mood, and that is what Gisha is experiencing at this time. Though this morning she felt fine, somehow this afternoon she suddenly felt bad and wanted to cry. There's no sure reason.

He was just sitting on the roof of the villa, staring at the sky that was already starting to darken slowly. The sunset seen from this position is very beautiful, Gisha is billed to see it. There was a calm and happy feeling of its own that Gisha felt while looking at her.

"You want to eat something, madam? Come eat, even a little." This was the umpteenth time Aila offered a lot of snacks and fruit in front of Gisha. But nothing ends up in Gisha's mouth.

"Where's Will?" Compared to the food in front of her, Gisha is more interested in William at this time.

"Master said he was preparing everything so that the Madam's safety would be maintained in the house. Mistress herself does she like living in the main house?" Aila's face was a little downcast, she seemed to be a little sad? Remembering the madam will be gone soon.

"Compared to the main house, I think living in our previous house is better. Although it seems like I'm locked up, but the people there, they're all good. You, Adamson, even Fredrin who is like that are also very considerate of me. I feel comfortable." This time Gisha answered him sincerely, not just to please Aila.

"Sa-I feel so too. Maybe you won't believe it, but the truth is that the house is much more alive since you entered. The nature and personality of Mr. William is also a little softened because you, he is no longer easy to pull the trigger just like that." Adamson chatted with confidence. He was very proud of the difference in the nature of his past and present boss. Until Adamson forgets who he's talking to right now, it's Gisha, William's wife, Will's most precious human being on this earth.

"Huh? A pistol? What gun? What do you mean by a gun? What was William's job? Isn't he just a businessman?" Gisha stared at Adamson sharply. Adamson, who had been standing back, suddenly tense, forgot that his boss' wife knew nothing about William's side job.