Marrying the Brutal Mafia
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After breakfast Javier was busy with a laptop on the sofa, it just so happens that today there is no important schedule in the office.
Sky quietly went to the kitchen not far from Javier's seat. The kitchen in addition to the basement is dedicated to Javier cooking.
When Javier's free time cooks alone, he will eat alone at the dinner table.
This kitchen used to be in use when he and his father Ataric cooked. Ataric is a husband and father who is good at everything, including cooking for his only child, Javier De Willson.
After cooking they will eat a plate of both at the dining table because his mother is rarely at home.
Javier looked at Sky with his eyes on his tail, the girl was looking for something in the fridge.
Javier sighed then walked up to Sky.
"What are you looking for?"
Sky turned around in surprise. "I-i."
"You still hungry?"
Sky nodded innocently making a smile etched on Javier's face.
"Can you cook?"
"Of course, I can. I'm gonna eat fried rice."
Sky turned back around carrying the ingredients in the refrigerator.
Javier followed Sky from behind and stood in the pantry not far from where Sky cut through the groceries. He was holding his chest to look at his wife.
Sky stole a glance at Javier, cooking while watching by her husband made her nervous for a moment, it felt like she was following a cooking event that was being watched by a great chef.
"Look at your hand when you cut, don't look at me."
Sky cleared his throat. "Who sees you."
Javier smiled and walked up to Sky and hugged his wife from behind. He leaned his head against Sky's shoulder with a downward glance, looking at Sky's busy hand cutting onions.
"Couldn't be like this."
"I'm getting a divorce from Carla. You'll be the only one I have now
You happy hm?"
Cup.
Javier kissing Sky's neck makes Sky shudder amusedly.
Cup
Cup
Cup
Three successive kisses landed on Sky's neck, cheeks and forehead.
Sky snorted violently releasing the knife from his hand then turned his back to look at Javier.
Javier even smiled amusedly at Sky's face.
"I said I'm hungry, can you stop bothering me!!"
Javier pinched Sky's cheek angrily. "You're so mean, hmm.."
"Le-let go." Sky brushed off the rough hand of Javier who pinched his cheek.
"All right." Javier raised both his hands to give up bothering his wife.
"I'll wait for you to finish cooking."
"Hm." Sky returns busy struggling with a knife and Javier returns to his laptop.
After a few minutes, the aroma of fried rice that Sky cooked smelled delicious and Javier kept his laptop and then came back to Sky.
"It's over." Sky kept his fried rice on the table.
"You have to try my cooking, it must be delicious" he said excitedly.
Javier passed a table to open the refrigerator and brought some vegetables inside a clear container.
"Why did you bring that vegetable?"
"Of course to eat."
Sky immediately took his fried rice.
"Keep those vegetables away from my fried rice!"
"I don't like vegetables and I don't want to eat them!"
"So you don't like vegetables?"
Sky nodded.
"Then I'll force you to eat these vegetables."
Javier approaches Sky but Sky runs off with fried rice in his hand.
"I said keep the vegetables away!!"
"Eat this Sky healthy!"
"Stop!" Sky pointed at Javier.
"Javier I said stop!!"
They chase each other around the couch with Sky carrying a plate of fried rice and Javier carrying a clear bowl of vegetables.
"Sky you quit!!"
"I don't like vegetables!!"
"You should try it first!!"
"I've tried it and it's not good!!"
"It's not bad, Sky."
"Not good. Tasteless!!"
A second later, Javier ran faster ahead of Sky who was about to escape.
He caught Sky's arm.
"Let's eat!!"
"No.no.. I don't like vegetables!!"
Silence Mr. Liam and Aunt Gail peeked at their quarrel. They smiled at Javier and Sky who looked like children, chasing each other for vegetables.
The stubborn Sky finally made Javier succumb.
They sat at the table after chasing each other.
"Try." Javier took the plate but Sky brushed it off.
"Don't add to the waiter's job here. We can eat a plate of both."
Sky picked up the spoon and gave it to Javier but was not immediately picked up by Javier.
"It's your spoon."
The man instead daydreamed making Sky frown his forehead.
"*We ate a plate of both. It's your spoon."
"Okay, dad."
"How does it feel?"
"Dum... uangkkkk." Javier little thumbs up at Ataric making his father chuckle and stroke Javier's head.
"You should be good at cooking too. Men should be able to do everything, Jav."
"Like you are, Dad" he replied with a full meal in his mouth.
Ataric smile*.
"Javier?" Sky called out with a flick of his hand on Javier's face.
Javier blinked his eyes and took the spoon out of Sky's hand.
Why her?
Javier scooped up the fried rice and chewed it slowly.
Sky looked at Javier waiting for her husband's reaction to his cooking.
Javier again sculpted with the taste of the fried rice. Then he glanced at Sky.
Sky raised one eyebrow. "Why? Doesn't it taste good?"
"Where did you get this recipe?"
"From someone who taught me when I was a kid."
"Oh." Javier nodded naggingly.
"It tastes just like my father's cooking." He said while stirring the fried rice.
"Really?"
"Good, you can treat your longing with this fried rice" continued Sky.
Sky pushed his fried rice closer towards Javier. "Eat."
Javier glanced at the fried rice alternately glancing at Sky who was smiling towards him.
He scoops the fried rice back and gives it to Sky.
"Open your mouth."
"Hm? you alone, I can make it again."
"Open his mouth." Javier said with a slight threat.
Finally, Sky was fed by Javier. Not out of Javier's mischievous behavior he kept a little cucumber on his spoon then gave it to Sky.
Sky chewed as usual but when he felt a different taste, Sky stopped chewing staring at Javier.
The man just smiled. Sky picked up the tissue and spewed out his fried rice.
"You!!"
Javier chuckles and clears Sky's lips with his thumb.
"I'm sorry, the veggies are riding themselves onto that spoon" Javier said with an amused smile looking at Sky who was still looking at him in annoyance.
"I'm going to the party, you want to come, right?"
"really?" asked Sky with sparkling eyes.
"I'll eat a lot of ice cream there."
"You can have the chef make it if you want ice cream."
"Ice cream at the party tastes different for sure. I never went to a party. A wedding or a birthday party because I don't have many friends."
Javier looks at Sky deeply, Sky's life and his self are not much different. The same as having wounds they tried to hide.
Javier lost his father to murder and his mother to nowhere while Sky, his mother died and was tortured by his father and stepmother.
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