THE MAFIA!

Chapter 51's

🍄 Los Angeles, California

By morning, Chania, who was still fully dressed as when leaving Italy, was still asleep under a thick blanket of fragrant.

As consciousness pervaded half of his body, he wriggled. Do not forget to feel the most comfortable backrest that belongs to him for now. But I did not find.

Instantly Chania's eyes opened to confirm the presence of the beloved prince. But never found any sign of the man's whereabouts there.

"Honey?" call Chania change position to sit on the bed.

Unable to get a reply to the call, Chania chose to move. Shuffling blackout curtains showing the city of Los Angeles.

"Well! what time is it?" pekik Chania who had seen the sunlight. And it looks like some cleaning workers are cleaning the garden area.

His eyes circulated looking for the presence of a wall clock, until he found the time that had shown at nine in the morning.

"Oh my God! michael is awake!" gerutu Chania hunt - rush into the walk in closed.

30 Minutes passed by Chania was neat by using a home dress in red, thin makeup and partially tied hair using a small pauses on the back.

Coinciding with him opening the walk in closed door, the main door of the luxurious room also opened. A handsome, handsome man was standing in his casual clothes.

Shorts in white long sleeve sweater padu from famous brand. Added a world-class watch with a fantastic price circular on his left wrist.

Yes, he is the young Master Michael Xavier Sebastian!

Their gazes met and were silent for a few seconds. Chania with love and admiration that always increases every day. Michael with a sense of awe for the natural beauty of a Chania Renata.

"I'm sorry, I woke up late!" said Chania disconnecting their silent gazes with a clumsy smile.

Michael simply replied with a smirk smile. Because that guy never set Chania up to get up early. Alias frees Chania from waking up at whatever time she wants.

"Hungry already?" ask Michael.

Chania shook her head with a smile. But the next second a voice came out from his stomach. Yeah, the rumbling belly reached Michael's ears.

Instantly a shy smile that rose from Chania's sweet lips. Makes Michael even more anxious with the girl in front of him. The girl who is none other than his own wife.

"We're eating now." Michael stretched out his hand to welcome Chania.

"Ahem!" Chania nodded as she walked over to Michael who was still standing not far from the main door.

Grabbing a burly hand with firm lines that show how hard and strong the hand is. But there are some scars - wounds at some point.

I don't know when Michael got those little cuts. Maybe the opponent when training in the past. Or a scratch from an enemy during a war?

Exit the room with fingers grasping each other, channeling the taste that exists between two hearts. But not aware of each other.

Walk down the stairs at the same time. Making several pairs of maid eyes that look harbored their respective thoughts.

Some did not expect that the cold young master was finally married.

Some people are jealous of Chania. The young girl who was recognized as a wife in the white house, even though the whole world did not know.

There are also those who consider Chania unfit to accompany Michael Xavier. Of course it was the thoughts of those who were envious together with his spiteful nature.

Yep! first time!

Michael and Chania are sitting opposite each other. At a dining table filled with fine dishes.

Until the morning meal was over, there were still people who stole - look at every move of their employers.

There is no activity that shows the purity between the two. Of course, however Michael had to keep his warrants in front of the servants and bodyguards.

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The wall clock shows at 12 p.m. Until that moment, Chania doesn't know Michael's purpose in bringing her to Los Angeles.

If they are on vacation, then they are only at home. After breakfast Michael invites him to relax in the living room while watching American television, with a maid who always stands a few meters from the sofa, to prepare if the young master needs his help.

If for work, not one bit see Michael busy with his phone or laptop. Not even into the workspace, if there is a workspace.

If only to visit the house, why did Michael have time to say there was something important with a troubled expression.

Can't stand questions that just spin around in the head without finding an answer, finally Chania decided to ask the husband who is now sitting firmly beside her by looking straight at the television screen measuring almost half the wall.

"Honey?"

"Hm?" Michael glanced at the gentle Chania.

"What exactly is it that's coming here?" ask Chania curious.

Michael was silent for a moment, staring at Chania's face to get cool. And the next second a sigh slid from his nose.

"There's something I want to show you." Michael replied suddenly sad.

"What?" chania asked with a serious expression after the look on Michael's face changed.

Sighs, "Please promise not to fear me for that one thing."

"Why should I be afraid of you, Honey?" ask Chania. "I know you're a Mafia who easily takes out your enemies just because I love you more and more. You are gravely wounded by war, your enemy everywhere, not necessarily driving me away from you. If a lot of horrible things don't scare me, then why should I be afraid of you for one thing?" flocked Chania with a serious look.

Not answering, Michael again threw his breath. This time it sounded a little harsh.

Michael stared inside a pair of beads of Chania's eyes deeply. Find out if the girl is really sincere with the long sentence. Or just entertainment, or to be admitted. Chania is not a hypocrite. At least that's what Michael knows all along.

Slowly Michael pulls Chania's chin which leads to him. Close the lips on the lips of the wife who always looks tempting. And a gentle kiss landed there.

Not stopping there, Michael again put their lips together. Bringing Chania to love by kissing each other, exchanging saliva to pull the tongue.

Do not ask how the expression of the maid who served in the room. Although he did not hear clearly the conversation of his master, but he was able to interpret if the young Master and the young Madam were having a serious conversation, and ended up in intimacy that could not be seen by his eyes.

Even turning away was not enough to cover up the shame of being a mosquito between two human children in love.

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