Stuck in a Brutal Mafia Marriage

Michel

The night has come, Peter and Rachel are preparing to go to Ara and Steven's wedding. Peter hasn't had time to ask about Rachel's pregnancy, because he has to leave immediately.

"Wear this dress!" Peter thrust out the paper bag and Rachel accepted it with a questioning look. "I've ordered clothes. Grace herself chose it for me!" said it. Scapegoating Grace.

Because Rachel knew Peter must be mad when she found out she had chosen a tight black dress that showed all the curves. Even showing his back and chest.

"Wear this or we won't leave at all!" threatening Peter. As usual, the look dominated Rachel.

"Well, I'll wear these clothes!" lazy Rachel. His face looks bent. Rachel wants to go back to her old lifestyle.

"Quick! I'll wait here!" peter pointed at the bed."

"Well, I don't have to dress up, do I?"

"Why?"

"Let's insult me again!" Peter folded his forehead. Not understanding the direction of the wife's conversation. "You mean?"

"As usual you'll call me a naughty woman who likes to spread charm and flirt here and there!" her lips with a wry face.

"I'm just kidding, baby. You can wear make up but not too thick. Make your face look ugly and unattractive. I don't like to see you be the center of attention."

Peter wanted to light a cigarette, but the memory of the doctor's explanation made him undo the intention.

"You smoke?" rachel asked when she saw her husband flanking a stick of nicotine.

"It was, but it didn't!" peter replied, returning the cigarette to its original place.

"Why? I don't mind if you smoke!" exclaim Rachel wonder. "No papa, it's just that suddenly I don't want to smoke!" peter's reasoning reasoned.

"Yes, it's up to you. I'll be ready for a minute. Wait for me!" Peter nodded briefly in response.

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Arriving at Ara and Steven's wedding. Peter took Rachel inside. The two looked happy, Peter embracing Rachel's waist. And Rachel hugged Peter's arm. Both go hand in hand.

It looks romantic just that their expressions are not supportive. Peter with his flat face and Rachel with his smiling face. Very contradictory.

Just stepping a few times, a voice sounded in their ears. "Rachel!"

Call a woman. The one who was called immediately turned to look for the source of the voice. Rachel's smile expands when she sees Belle coming with a man

"Hi brother!" greet Rachel making small talk. Starting chat. "How are you?" belle asked as she hugged Rachel briefly.

"Im okay and you. Is brother okay?" back asking. And Belle nodded three times. Assented.

Everything seemed fine before Peter's gaze caught the figure of the man who was making his assistant difficult. The gaze sharpened, wanting Peter to eliminate the man in this second as well.

If you look closely Michel looks quite handsome. Yes, even though it's still good-looking Keenan. It's just the difference here that Michel looks younger and Keenan looks old. Unknowingly Peter was gossiping at Keenan just now.

But what's wrong, Peter talks about the facts. Keenan was indeed older even than him. It'll be a little weird when Keenan meets Belle later. Because their age is far away.

"Sister, who is this man beside you?" Rachel asked then raised her chin pointing at Michel.

"I haven't introduced him yet?" Rachel nodded. Rachel had never met this man in her entire life. I can say this is the first time.

"Secondly, he's my old college friend Michel. Handsome right?" praise Belle while raising her eyebrows. Seduce Michel.

Michel himself seemed embarrassed. Just this time Belle praised her good looks. "Yes he's pretty handsome!" rachel agrees with Belle.

"Michel, she's Rachel Grace's best friend!" call Belle introduce. And a second later, Michel reached out.

"Michael!"

"Rachel!" rachel happily shook her hand and smiled faintly.

"Don't touch or stare at another man!" Peter pulled Rachel's arm. It made the woman shocked and staggered back.

"What the fuck are you, just surprise me!" angry Rachel, fix the position of the establishment.

"I don't like to see you coming into contact with other men. Moreover, that man is a rival of Keenan!" whispered Peter. Occasionally glancing at his target was Michel with a sharp glare.

"What's wrong with you. We just know each other. So stop your silly thoughts!" pissed Rachel. The woman glared at Peter. He told Peter to shut up through his scary look.

"I don't like it!"

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"Shut up or I won't give you a ration!" Rachel tilted to see Peter scared and decided to silence her lips.

"I'm sorry, my husband is a bit of a temper. So please understand!" Belle and Michel smiled wryly. Both of them were aware of the dark aura that Peter was giving off.

"By the way about Keenan, I've-" Rachel hasn't finished her sentence. Belle's voice cut him first.

"Re, I'm sorry. I don't want to talk about that irresponsible man. Just saying her name makes me sick!" stir Belle with a flat face.

Hearing Belle's reply it felt like Peter wanted to laugh now. Seeing how fierce Belle is, Peter feels his fate and Keenan's fate is not much different. Equally submissive under the position of the wife.

"I'm sorry, brother!"

"No problem, it's just the opposite that I should apologize for cutting your words!" Belle told Rachel to laugh.

"Luck it, I'm not offended by what you did, brother! then we go in first. Bye, see you there!" hatch Rachel. Waving his hand a few times before pulling Peter's hand.

"Come on!" Rachel pulled Peter to follow her from behind.

"I want to say something to that man!" Rachel stopped her steps. "No, we're too late!"

I don't want Peter to give up. Because again Rachel's pregnancy crossed her mind. Once Peter would obey his wife's will. It doesn't matter if it's in public or behind the public.

See the interaction between Rachel and Peter. Belle can conclude that the two love each other. And Belle was happy to see Rachel happy. At least it's just her luck, Grace and Rachel don't.

"You wanna go hand in hand?" haggar Michel's. Be aware that Belle is paying attention to the couple's interactions. Belle turned her head and saw Michel extending his hand with a big smile.

“Of course!” belle gladly grabbed that burly hand. And the two of them entered as if they were lovers.

Unconsciously the pair of eyes noticed their movements. Keenan stood at the back holding Abigail.

”How dare he join hands with my woman!” enragedly.

“Look dear, your mother went with another man and left us alone here!" Keenan complained to his daughter. However, Abigail did not respond. It seems like the little boy is exhausted.

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