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"Why is Jeanne rarely here?" max asked as he put food in his mouth.


"Don't say much, swallow your food!"


"It's a little chatty."


"What?!" angry Deborah while pointing at Max with her fork. "Basin a bad boy!"


"I just miss my sister. Can his job be left out?"


"Don't talk while eating, Maxwell!"


"Ck, you old fox," Max sizzled.


Sara who heard that immediately swerved towards him. He stomped on Max's feet hard from down there. "Feel that" he whispered.


"You're defending him, honey?"


"of course. We're fellow women."


Max snorted, thinking of asking Alex for help to defend him against his two women.


"Alex, who are you on?"


The man just shrugged as if to say, "i don't know and won't care!"


"You're heartless. Your master is being tortured by these two women, but you're completely unwilling to help."


Alex who almost fed her food stopped. He thins his lips at Max.


"I'm on the right side. And you, Senor, it's not good to talk too much while eating."


"He's not your master here, Alex! Call him Max" Deborah denied, only to be answered by a nod by Alex.


Max rolled his eyeballs, however high the tone of his mother's voice, he still could not argue. That woman was the most precious in her life before someone who had ever saved her life.


"Continue eating you, my husband called," excited Deborah shortly after raising the call from Iglesias.


"Alex," said Max cynically. "Don't interrupt my date with my wife. Go find a woman so you can eat together!"


The subtle swipe is ignored by Alex, he continues to feed her food until Max snarls in his place. "Alex!"


"Who, Senor?"


"Rapidly finish your food!"


"There's still a lot on my plate. What if you help me spend it too?" alex Goda.


"disgusting. Hurry along!"


"Don't pretend to be disgusted, Senor." The man blinked his eyes. "You've been men-"


"Damn it! I'm gonna kill you!" Max instantly shuts the man's mouth, fearing his disgrace being pushed by Alex in front of Sara.


"Max?" call Sara when you see Max's eyes glaring at Alex. "Do you want to say something, Alex?"


Alex nodded but Max replied, "nothing!"


Astonished, Sara stomps again Max's foot and finally the lump in Alex's mouth comes off.


"Darling, my legs hurt," whined Max.


"No matter." Sara was indifferent and got up from her place, tidying up the leftovers on the table.


"Don't go!"


"uh? Wh why? I'm just going to the kitchen!"


"Stay here!"


Alex who had also finished his meal got up and disappeared somewhere. He knew being there was tantamount to being a bitch, annoying.


"Why?"


"I said stay here."


Knowing that her husband's tone had changed slightly, Sara complied and let the maids do her job.


"Buap me!" his orders.


Not wanting Max's mood to change, he complies. Without much debate, the bribe he gave over and over again no matter what.


In silence, Max continued to stare at the brown bead beside him. Beautiful and soothing. Her nose is sharp and tiny, also has thin and seductive lips.


The atmosphere as he kissed the lips turned back in his memory. Sweet and warm taste mixed into one. He wanted to taste it again if no one else was there.


"Max? Open mouth!"


He said, but a grin rose again on his lips.


"What did you call me, honey?"


The woman poked her lips. He knew there was not a good place to do it. Many maids are downstream running their duties.


"Recycle your food first."


"What will you give me if I finish this meal?"


"Whatever you ask for," answered Sara as long as Max had to spend the food on her plate.


Honestly, his hands were sore from having to lift the spoon for long while Max did not focus on his food.


"Good wife!"


Whatisthis? He ate very fast, even before I scooped him off the plate. What is this psychopath thinking?


Sara's thoughts were ambitious when Max pulled her hand and passed from there. He rushes to the point that he hits Max's back when the man stops suddenly.


"Why stop? What's up?"


"none. You're walking very slowly."


"What-akh, no! Lower me!"


Too late, Max's been holding her up. On the man's shoulder, Sara thrashed but Max's naughty hand hit her ass.


"They'll think that I kidnapped my own wife."


"You forced me. Put me down, Max!"


"Aw, you're hurting me, Max!"


"It turns out you really want your punishment, dear," whispered Max with a raucous tone in his ear. "You always say my name."


Sara turned her face away, she was confused as to what to do because Max was bullying her. That demonic smile rattled his entire body. What will happen after this?


The man's hand held onto his cheek and forced the eyes of the two to meet. Some cannot be expressed by the mouth because the body will react perfectly according to instinct.


"Why is your face flushed?" ask Max chuckling.


"You're too close ...."


"Hey, we've even kissed, Sara! Even if you're always hugging me, "Elak Max is covering up the facts.


"You hugged me!"


"Ck, just tell me you want to be hugged by this handsome guy. Don't twist the facts!"


Max mumbled his laugh, he knew Sara was now swearing at him inwardly. Because what distorts the facts is itself.


"You did it, hugging until I was almost out of breath. You sneaky!"


Ignoring the fact that was spoken, Max switched the conversation. "Your punishment, honey. You said I could do anything and now I'm charging that promise."


"absolutely sneaky. You're the male fox who lost her tail" said Sara.


I still want to kiss when I have a loved one. Where is that woman? I've never met him in all this time. She should have come and gone on a rampage because I married her man.


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Being the wife of the mafia turned out to be nothing like Sara had imagined before. If she knew that her future husband was a man with a soft side, she would not scratch his neck with that damn shard.


Now he regrets it. The scar was still left behind even if only a little. The scar removal ointment Alex bought was effective.


"May Max not turn into someone else later," he murmured as he applied ointment to his shoulder that had healed from the gunshot wound.


Unbeknownst to him, the man he muttered stood firmly behind him. The water from her hair drenched Sara's head but it still hadn't been felt by her.


Seeing his wife having trouble rubbing her shoulders, Max took the initiative to help her. But, Sara who was shocked by his existence dropped the ointment.


"You surprised me, Max."


"You're daydreaming too much, honey. What are you thinking?"


Max picked up the container and rubbed it gently on Sara's shoulder. Because her clothes were exposed, the female body part was exposed. Max gulps a rough spit.


Some of the red marks she left on Sara's body as she fell asleep were clearly visible in her eyes. Not wanting to disturb his wife, Max chose to shift his focus.


"Is it still sick?"


Sara shakes. "What happened to you? Why are you rubbing my neck?"


"Eh? Sorry," ringisnya. "How's the mark on your neck?"


"You can see for yourself."


Gaining such approval, Max saw it. Unable to hold himself back because of the smooth skin, he kissed the neckline of his wife's.


"Max?! Don't make a net there!"


"I'm your husband."


"No, don't-awww .... You bit me? You're not a vampire, Max!"


Max chuckled and rubbed his work this time.


"Just like this" he said, touching hidden parts of his wife's vision.


"What?! You did it there?"


"Don't scream, honey. Save your ointment, you must prepare clothes for me."


"Why did you put that ugly color on my skin?"


"Gift for being a submissive wife. It's a natural color, honey. It cannot be bought by money and wealth. You're lucky because I gave it away for free" Max boasted.


"You have to clean it up!"


"Of course, with this it will surely disappear soon."


Max again gave the same mark all over Sara's neck. He made the woman scream and pushed her.


"You sucked it like you sucked a straw of lemonade, that's ridiculous!"


"It's like that, honey. You'll have to pay your penalty with a kiss here too."


Max pointed to the part he wanted. "There must be a sign, otherwise it will continue until you actually do."


He laughed when Sarah touched his neck. "Guy, honey."


"That's how I felt before, you idiot!"


"Geez, my wife's smart, but still not sure if you're really sincere about doing it or not."


Sara was grieving, she knew that Max was just teasing her and somehow she couldn't argue either.


"Kiss me again!"


"Huh?"


"You heard it, Sara."


Not yet had Sara brought her lips closer, the sound of someone from the door interfered.


"Max?"


Sara's eyes glared, she had seen a picture of that person inside Max's drawer before.


She's she? She back? Alana's?


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