Stuck in a Brutal Mafia Marriage

Spruce

Taps! taps! taps! A young woman ran down the hospital corridor while holding a little girl who seemed to be still sleepy.

"Where is this hospital's VIP room located?" approaching the reception desk, ask the officer on guard.

"VIP room is on the 7th floor, miss!" answer with friendly. Want to ask the name of the patient who occupies, but did not have time because the woman immediately went and thanked him from a distance.

With a quick step Belle got into the elevator. Pressing the button that says the number 7. His heart was restless, impatient to see Keenan. From night Belle couldn't sleep because Keenan left without telling.

The fear of loss thrusts into the heart. Especially after hearing Keenan was involved in a fight made his heart beat unbecoming. Worrying. I don't want the man I love to be why.

Ting! as soon as the elevator opened, Belle rushed out. Started to take a look around the room. Too focused to not look ahead.

Bruk! Belle accidentally hit someone. Makes him stagger back. Will fall if a hand does not hold its slender waist.

"Be careful Elle, you can fall and befall our daughter!" a voice warned. Make Belle sculpt in place. And look up.

Those two eyes collided for a very long time. The two communicate with each other through their eyes. One had a sharp gaze and the other had a beautiful, sullen gaze.

Belle fixed the position. Then, hugged Keenan tightly. Let Abigail be in their midst. Missing, Belle was already unable to stem that feeling.

As a result Belle directly channeled all her longing through hugs. "You're okay, right?" Belle let go of his embrace. Then, spread a glance across Keenan's body. Check over.

"I'm fine Elle!" Keenan gripped the weak of both of Belle's shoulders and kissed her forehead briefly.

Warmly, Belle's eyes glared at Keenan lovingly. It was nice to see Keenan standing before her in such a fine state.

Happy, his years of waiting have paid off. Who would have thought Keenan, a heartless ruthless man would treat her like a queen.

Keenan loves and loves Belle. Although Keenan never said it directly, Belle could see the feeling through Keenan's sharp eyes.

"Where have you been? have you eaten yet? why not say goodbye?" Belle flooded Keenan with all sorts of questions.

Seeing that Belle cared, Keenan reviewed the smile. "I'm sorry, I just don't want to worry you by telling you if I go transacting!"

"Then, what happened to you. Why is Peter hurt and why is your shirt so full of bloodstains?" still demanding explanation.

"Alessandro attacked us Elle!" reply Keenan replied. Moving her thumb to wipe away Belle's tears.

Belle knows who Alessandro is. After marriage, Keenan told me all about his life. Whether it's work, family, even bad habits Keenan also told.

"Kee! can't you just leave that fucking job?" it's nothing, it's just that Belle's worried about Keenan's safety. For Belle nothing is more important than her husband's life.

"For now can't be Elle! I can't leave Peter, he's like my own brother!" Keenan took one step forward and cupped Belle's face. Brushed the woman's cheek.

"so you'd rather risk your life than live with me?" still mendumel.

"Omong empty what are you talking about. You're my life, I always prioritize you. I always come home safe, right?" still trying to convince.not want Belle sulking.

"Just like that, you're my life too. I'm just worried about you and you're nagging me. So don't blame me if I remarry after you're dead!" violent Belle. Unknowingly makes Keenan angry.

"Hey! shut your mouth, you wanna die?"

"You want to get married again after I die huh? then don't blame me when my spirit kidnaps you from your new husband. You belong to me Elle and I won't let you turn away even if I'm dead!" keenan whispered. Hugging Belle's possessive waist tightly.

Silent, Keenan's whisper just made Belle's hair stand up. Keenan who saw that only a small smile chose to take over Abigail from Belle's sling.

"Hello princess, miss daddy hm?" I kissed Abigail's entire face.

"Yes! Abi miss daddy!" abigail answered while taking some of Keenan's hair and playing it.

"Don't come near, your body is still filled with blood stains. Take a shower there!" push Belle. To take Abigail. But the little girl tightened her grip on the father's shirt.

Hearing the defense from the princess, Keenan chuckled. Staring at Belle with a triumphant look. They had only been together for a month and Abigail had stuck to him like a postage stamp.

"Didn't shower yet?" keenan asked lirih and Abigail nodded quickly.

"Oh so your mommy doesn't have time to bathe you because she wants to see your daddy soon?" keenan. Again teasing in a whisper.

Belle was only speechless, occasionally scratching her non-itchy nape. Trying to get rid of his embarrassment.

"Then let's go home, dad will bathe you later!" Keenan held Abigail out of the hospital. Leaving Belle still glued in place.

"Hey wait for me!" belle shouted as she ran after Keenan.

"Walk slower, I just ran!" Belle whines when she can't match her footsteps with Keenan's. Tired, Belle grabbed Keenan's idle left hand and hugged him tightly.

Keenan let go of Belle's hand, not because he didn't want to be touched. It would be much more comfortable if Keenan hugged Belle's shoulder. This will make them look like a cypress family.

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"Kee, don't we go home first?" Belle wondered as she spread her gaze out the window. Observe the view of the city that is occupied by the locals.

"Of course, who would dare forbid me to go home?" reply Keenan replied. Even Peter himself could not stop Keenan. Especially subordinates.

"Then, how's Peter doing?" Keenan turned his head. Pulling his eyebrows up. Staring at Belle wonder.

"Why are you asking about other people's circumstances when I'm here!" said with a choked breath. Jealous.

"He's not someone else but your employer!" mawed. Staring at Keenan lazily.

"It's just that he's a man and I don't like you talking about other men!" answer it quickly. Makes Belle shake her head. Lazy to face her jealous husband.

"We're going back there?" Belle diverted the conversation. Hope Keenan isn't jealous anymore.

"Yes, if you don't want to come too, don't papa!" keenan replied. With a flat face and a sharp look.

"No-no, I'll come!"

"Why?" astonished when he saw Belle enthusiastically come to the hospital. That made Keenan a little suspicious. All at once afraid Belle turned away.

"I'll cook later, we can take her to the hospital!" Keenan was silent. Can't speak anymore. Angry to hear Belle cooking for Peter.

"What's wrong with you, why are you quiet?" grabbing Keenan's shoulder and wiggling slowly. Removing Keenan from his silence.

"You want to cook for Peter?"

"Ck, that's not what I meant by Kee. I want to bring food to the hospital not just for Peter to eat. But for all of us. We can eat together later." explained, not wanting Keenan to misunderstand and get angry.

"Hm!" Belle whimpered, hearing Keenan just a brief puffing upset her.

"For you, I have prepared a special dish!" belle whispered right in Keenan's ear.

"What's that?"

"My body!"

TB

Still not author revision🙏