Married With Mr. Mafia

Hugged me, 3 seconds

"I'm sorry dad, I'm too tired, so I went home first. You know, if my body is weak." William answered him calmly, a voice that was a bit slow like a regretful person, maybe he was acting sick?

But, at this time William's hands instead focus on lowering his wife's zipper on his back. As if it didn't matter what the father said.

"Bas on a sick child! Somehow you were born from my seed! Maybe your mother lied! And you're not my son! You're the son of another man! Yes, your mother is a pel*curr!" The longer the voice of the man across the phone gets stronger, the more hurtful rant varies.

William stopped moving his hand, for a split second he was silent after hearing that.

"Yes, you're right, that woman is indeed a pel*curr. But I'm still my father's son, father and grandfather, and I'm the one who did the DNA test on me."

"Squeals! The child does not know himself! Grandpa asked you to meet him the day after tomorrow! I hope he'll get angry and get you out of the Moran family!"

After taking out the curse and the curse, the man William called father hung up his cell phone. He is Mr. Moran, William's real father. But he never admitted William's existence, to him William was just a parasite intruder that had to be dispelled immediately.

"Didn't he say his dinner was canceled?" Gisha asked seriously, she herself who heard that the dinner had already been canceled.

William just let out a sweet smile. "Change, and we'll have dinner, just the two of you, me and my sweet wife."

"But Hatson and Kitty heard it too, they said they were going home too." Gisha this time did not want to budge, inexplicably he was curious and wanted William to answer it himself.

"After changing clothes, take a shower, okay?"

"Why aren't the two of us even present? They should be too. If they're told that dinner's still going on, why don't we? Why didn't they call us?"

"I'm a disgusting bastard, baby." William smiled kindly. The sentence was successful in making Gisha silent for a moment. He immediately said nothing more. His body was frozen like a rock.

"Sorry ...." Gisha looked down feeling guilty, this time sincere. Maybe he felt he had offended William by accident.

"It's okay, I told you, it's normal. Now go take a shower, I'll call Fredrin first, okay?" William showered the head of Gisha with a lot of kisses, he ended with a last kiss on the tiny lips of Gisha. Will's eyes looked deep for his wife.

"Good." Gisha stood up, rising from the lap of her husband. Just obey whatever Will will now, today his mood must be bad, and Gisha does not want to be the reason for his anger anymore.

"May I ask you one thing?" Will held his wife's hand slowly.

"Yes, what?"

"Hug me, three seconds. I beg ...."

Gisha could not see Will's expression, as the man asked him with his face down. Gisha did not know what expression her husband made. But really, his heart trembled, for this time, he did not want to refuse William's request. Whether out of sympathy or whatever, Gisha wanted to comfort this poor fellow.

"It looks like ten seconds is better." Gisha hugged Will, warm and full of sincerity. She hugged him not because she was forced to, but this one was Gisha's wish. Whatever Will feels right now, it must be a bad feeling. Even if only a little, Gisha wants to lift the heavy burden that she bears.

"Thank you." William hugged Gisha so tightly that it was difficult for his wife to move.

...***...

Gisha closed his eyes for a while, while continuing to soak in the bath up that had been covered with a lot of foam.

For some reason, Gisha keeps remembering William's face and his father's words.

"It turns out that the burden of that person is much greater than mine, it seems like his relationship with his mother is bad, let alone with his father's family. They even dared to deceive Will. Ha, a normal person would also go crazy if it was in his position."

Gisha immediately opened her eyes again when she heard a familiar voice around her.

Right above Gisha's face, there was already William staring at her.

*cups

Gisha had not had time to say anything, her lips had already been attacked just like that. He could not even catch his breath well.

"Why are you here?" Gisha asked with her breath still panting, William did not even give her a pause to breathe just now.

"Color wants to take a bath together, and this one shouldn't be rejected."

William, with all his power over Gisha, entered into the same bath-up. Spend time showering together, together, without any distractions. Doing the usual relationship of husband and wife, combining love in the cold of the night water.

......................

This time the two sit at the dinner table after a shower together which is fun for William and heavy for Gisha. Because it was done without his desire, he was only forced and forced himself.

"You sick? Or is the food bad?" William asked to see his wife who had been silent, eating also felt no lust. Various delicious foods were presented in front of him.

'This is all because of you! Because of who I am to be cold like this!' the protest was to let Gisha keep herself in the heart, because it could be dangerous if Will heard it.

"His son, this is another meal. I ate for a long time. If you're busy, please eat first."

"Not really, oh my wife, tomorrow I have important business. You stay home and don't go anywhere. I told Adamson to take care of you. Don't run anymore, if your legs don't want me to break." Will smiles, again with a strange smile that intimidates let alone his last sentence successfully made Gisha's tongue choked perfectly.

'Loss I sympathized with him earlier. He's a horrible, horrible guy! It's so terrible!' Ketus Gisha in heart.

"I'm not leaving. But, who's Adamson?" It was the first time Gisha had heard that name.

"Oh, he's our driver, who was a little disrespectful to you." Will pointed to someone neatly dressed in a white shirt, standing behind him, right next to Fredrin.

Gisha nodded in understanding, at least he had met the man twice even though his first meeting was annoying.

"I'll take care of you, guarantee your safety." Adamson bowed respectfully before Gisha.

"Including guaranteeing the safety of my feet from someone's tantrums?"

"GOD!" The man immediately coughed instantly. He himself was confused as to what to answer. How could he possibly save Gisha from Will no matter what.

"Gwfftt." William tried to hold back his laughter, it seemed like this time he was laughing sincerely, there was no sinister aura that Gisha used to feel from Will.

"Your feet will be safe if you stay here, so don't worry." William rubbed Gisha's head slowly, with care and tenderness.

"You guarantee?" Gisha glanced at Will with certainty, sometimes Will is good, sometimes more sinister than he seems.

"I guarantee you." Will brings out his mysterious sweet smile, only with that smile can Gisha make sense.

"My legs are precious, please don't get hurt." Gisha looked at his feet seriously. On the other hand, Will only tried to hold back his laughter, seeing the behavior of his tiny wife.