My husband's the Cold Mafia

My husband's the Cold Mafia
Chapter 57. Warming up.



"W-what?" diana still did not believe the conditions her husband had put forward.


"Do your duty as a wife" Nathan said lightly.


"But-but...


"I told you, you can't refuse or make excuses. Because, if you do that, then I will still ask for my rights and I will also kill your friend!" nathan interrupted Diana to be so wrong.


"No, I'm just not ready" said Diana, lowering her head.


"Ready man, you must do your duty! I don't want to hear any of that!" nathan's assertiveness made Diana even more terrified.


Diana was silent and could not say anything more, she could not refuse, but she also could not do her duty as a wife.


"Why are you silent? Quickly change your clothes!" tell Nathan to lift Nara's body and move her to the crib.


Diana nodded, walking into the dressing room to change her clothes. I don't know what clothes her husband meant, but Diana better change with new clothes.


"What should I do now?" diana murmured as she stared at the row of nightgowns she had not worn before.


Diana just resigned, for the sake of humanity, she would do anything. After all, this was indeed his obligation that he could not refuse anymore.


After changing into a new nightgown, Diana came out with a pale face. He was very afraid of what would happen next.


"I'm done getting changed" Diana looked at her husband, who was still sleeping with Nara.


"I don't feel good seeing you wearing that shirt, change it again!" ketus Nathan jutek's.


Diana went back into the dressing room to change her clothes for the others. It had been some nightgowns that she used, but, her husband still asked her to change clothes again.


"I'm tired, actually, what clothes should I wear?" diana asked annoyed.


Nathan walked up to Diana, making the woman stiff.


"You think I'd have a taste of seeing you in your nightgown? There's nothing pulling from your body, so wear clothes that catch my attention!" press Nathan.


"If you're not interested, then. Why should it be forced?" diana said with dewy eyes.


Srekkk!


Diana's eyes widened in shock, as Nathan tore his nightshirt violently. Now, Diana's chest covered with B* It was plastered in front of her husband.


"W-what are you doing?" diana asked nervously.


"You should just wear this" Nathan said, pointing to his wife's chest protection.


Diana brushed Nathan's hand over and covered his chest with her hand.


"I've seen it before, even touched it when you breastfed Nara" Nathan said lightly without thinking about Diana's torn feelings. Diana felt so low from being treated like this, all men were the same, she thought. Equally rude and perverted.


Cup.


One kiss landed on Diana's lips making the woman directly look into her husband's eyes.


Diana was silent when Nathan began to hold her cheek and do what her husband wanted.


"Breathe" whispered Nathan. Diana immediately inhaled oxygen and regulated her tight breathing.


After looking a little better, Nathan resumed his actions without caring about the resistance of his wife.


Nathan's kiss was not just on Diana's lips, the man began to lower his kiss to Diana's neck.


"Aw, sick." Diana was shocked when Nathan bit her neck hard. Apparently, Nathan chuckled and gently stroked Diana's head.


"It's just a warm-up, I'll charge it later when you get used to it" Nathan whispered quietly.


Finally, Diana was able to breathe a little sigh of relief. At least, he doesn't have to do his duty tonight.


"Replace your clothes and go to sleep" Nathan said, stroking Diana's cheek with a small smile on his lips.


Diana nodded and Nathan walked out of Diana's room.


"Almost," Diana wiped her tears.


"At least he still has pity" Diana continued, standing in front of the mirror. His hand held onto Nathan's bite mark which still felt sore.


"But, he bit me like he bit chicken, it hurt a lot."


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...Hayoooooooo😂😂😁 Not ngeprank yah guys, just slow down🤭 don't rush, later the effect is not good...


...There are no intimate vulgar scenes in this story, friends. Appreciate me as a 19-year-old writer...


...If friends do not like the plot that does not give an intimate impression, can be left without a trace of yah...


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typo scattered everywhere please be wise in commenting well.


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