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Max watched all the objects in the envelope with a terrifying grin. He looked at Sara who had just received food from the hotel attendant.

"What did he tell you?"

"Nothing, not even his identity he showed. He just said it like that" Sara replied honestly because it was such a reality.

"Ck, you little boy," muttered Max.

He looked back at the few printed photos with a sinister smile on his lips.

There was a photo of the old plane that Silver had lent him with the writing behind it. 'This is revenge. You know what I mean, Senior.' With emot sticking out his tongue and blinking his left eye, Max chuckled blandly.

Unexpectedly, the damn plane that frustrated him was the little boy's wits.

And some pictures of that bloody little boy. 'I have conquered the wolf. And this is the first attempt, I will definitely take revenge again on you, Senior.'

Max chuckles. It turned out to be true, the little boy was indeed able to conquer the animal of his gift. "Bad brat, I look forward to your next retaliation" he said.

"Who is he?" sara asked and sat down next to him after preparing the food at the table.

"Little boy I met in Brazil. He's the descendant of the most feared man here. He's in a hurry, isn't he? Mark Anthony will definitely chop off his head if caught wandering around," Max explained, chuckling.

"Mark Anthony?" sara Gumam. He seems to have heard this name. "Very familiar."

"The ruler of Cosa Nostra. It's not good to get too far, honey. Just get here, we'll leave after finishing my business with Camorra."

Sara nodded in understanding. He pulled Max to the table. "You should take vitamins after you eat."

"Come on, honey, I'm cured," Max said, pursing his lips.

"Reserve someone's sacrifice, Max. You have to do it or I won't eat."

"Okay, I'm an understanding husband and will obey my wife. Come here, don't stand still."

Sarah sat down beside her husband. It felt like a teenager in love, Sara felt stubborn. Max's confession surprised him and it was incredible.

His love does not clap one hand anymore and has received recognition from the husband. And of course the confession made Sara unconsciously smile herself with cheeks that were already blushing.

Max, aware of the change in mood and his wife's maroon-red face, took the initiative and fed her and teased her with a thin grin.

"Don't daydream, I know my face is handsome, but you can't keep imagining and kissing me in your mind. Just do whatever you want directly, I'm yours!"

Max chuckled as Sara swerved towards him with her face still flushed red. "I also know you love me, dear."

Sara's face turned red. He turned his face away so Max wouldn't see it but it was too late, Max had already seen that.

"You're kidding, I'm not," Sara denied.

"Come on, you've told me."

"No."

"So long you've ruined me, baby," said Max dramatically and rubbed his chest as if it were a pain.

"Stop the drama, you're not talented."

"I tell the truth. Say something about it, I want to hear it again."

"No," Sarah refused. He refused to look Max in the eye.

"There's nobody else here, only I'll hear it, honey."

Sara shook her head until Max lifted her into the man's lap.

"What are you doing? Lower me! You gotta eat, Max!"

"Not until you say it."

"I don't want to!"

"I won't eat!"

"Then you're gonna die silly."

Max laughed blandly. He hugged his wife gently. "I love you 3000" he said, which made Sara chuckle.

"That much?"

"It's still lacking. I should have said as much sand in the sea and stars in the sky, but that doesn't sound cool" Max replied.

"So it's more about cool sentences than it should be?"

"You don't know, honey. That love phrase has to be said coolly to sound romantic like a poet."

"But that doesn't sound cool in my ears."

Max turns Sara over and stamps the woman's tiny nose. "Then you have to teach me."

Sara gulped rough. He's stuck, Max just wants to hear the sentence. "I can't."

"I'm only good at hearing and distinguishing, but I don't have the talent to make such sentences" Sara said.

Max breathed heavily. "All right, I'm subdued. I'll wait for your next confession, my wife."

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Calling Alex with a small child-given cell phone hides the identity, but no answer from Alex makes Max hold back upset.

"You must rest for a while, your feet have not healed, Max," said Sara, watching her husband restless about the safety of his members.

"It's just a regular wound, honey. It's okay," replied Max subtly.

"I am unusual. Rest, you must heal today. I don't want to live long in this country."

"Give me a kiss" Max bargained.

"Rest will make you heal, Max."

"A kiss will heal me, baby. Come closer."

Although slightly disinclined, Sara had no reason to refuse. She missed her husband's touch.

Max chuckles at Sara's reddened cheeks when she manages to touch his wife's cheeks with lips.

"Just a kiss on the cheek and you're embarrassed? Jesus, Sara, what would happen if I stripped you naked?" goda Max licked his wife's neck.

Sara chose to shut up. Shit, he's really nervous. If only time could be restored, Sara wants to restore the times where herself and Max still have limitations in touch.

Unlike now, the seed of love has grown and developed, stifling the chest cavity just because of the breath. Sara felt very unusual.

Especially now that Max's tongue is exploring his neck with a strange temptation that makes his body automatically sail strange. Sara tightened her arms around Max's neck, letting the man do the thing to do.

Sara understands. They have been holding themselves back for a long time. And perhaps it is time for them to unite, to carry out God's command to be posterity and to fill the earth.

The owner of the blue bead smiled as there was no rejection from the wife. He begins to tease Sara, touching the wife's sensitive spot until the leaping of the thin lips is heard.

Downstairs, Max pulls up the t-shirt Sara was wearing and discards it. Each touch made Sara squirm so that it added to her confidence.

Max thins his lips. He kissed his wife's lips gently again.

"You can also touch me like that, dear," whispered Max raucously and brought Sara's hand to touch the clay muscles in her stomach.

Sara was shocked when her hand touched that muscle. He always looked at Max's abdominal muscles but rarely got a golden opportunity like this. Her hands were hot, plus her rumbling chest added to the excitement on her cheeks.

And again Max had touched his whole body gently. Sara felt crazy, she squeezed the man's hair and turned her head up.

"Max ...," said Sara.

The insanity Max created completely dispelled his sanity. Sara closed her eyes when the madness returned. He repeatedly called Max.

Only Max's name is on the end of his tongue. Sara did not understand, she automatically mentioned the name.

"Darling, I love you" whispered Max right in Sara's ear.

And because her sanity had been taken over, Sara said, "I love you first, Max. I loved you from the past, now until later."

Happiness just happens. Max is very happy, not only to get recognition from his wife, but also they achieve a union that will bind them forever.

Similarly to Sara, despite being almost trapped by the pancahar drug Marcus gave her, she was finally able to control herself that night. And he was completely unconscious after drowning in the Mediterranean sea. Only the right husband can have his whole self.

"I love you 3000, My wife" Max said.

"I love you once," Sarah cheered and she got a bite on her nose.

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