THE MAFIA!

Chapter 68's

Stepping foot up the stairs quickly after Deborah's departure, Michael was astonished by the two bowed guards. Suspicious, it was the first word that stuck in his mind.

"Why you?" michael asked as soon as he got to the door.

"Nothing, sir." they answered compactly, but Michael still squinted his eyes at them, which meant that not one hundred percent believed the two guards' answers.

Not wanting to waste too much time with it, Michael went into his room. He could not wait to see his wife. His pair of eyes instantly searched for Chania's whereabouts. And felt stiff when it turned out Chania was no longer in bed.

The heart stops beating for a while. Fearing that Chania was outside the room and hearing Deborah's screams, Michael opened the door again.

"Is Chania out?" he panicked at the two guards.

"Inside, Sir!" answer them compactly by looking down.

Soon Michael again closed the door, entering the walk-in closed room, as the main goal when Chania woke up from her sleep.

Cleks!

The bathroom door in Michael's open without knocking it first. A pair of Michael's black beads were greeted by a pair of shady Chania eye beads.

His little wife, who was just 23 years old, was soaking in a bathtub. Make his whole body covered with fragrant and soft white foam. Leave the head with the upper half of the neck only.

Had been afraid if Chania heard everything, but when she saw the smile on Chania's lips, the worry in Michael's heart gradually faded. Moreover, their rooms are soundproof from outside. Especially the bathroom, it will not be possible to hear any sounds from outside.

"Why, Honey?" ask Chania with her leisure. The tears that originally rained down his cheeks a moment ago were somehow gone. The face now looks brighter and soothing to anyone who sees it.

Swallowing his saliva hard enough, trying to cover the worry in his heart, he went into the bathroom, closed the door quite slowly.

Uh! like not just Michael Xavier.

"Have you taken a shower?" ask Chania.

Walking over, answering Chania's question with just a small nod.

"You don't shower anymore? I want to shower with you." said Chania spoiled, like the usual days.

' And maybe u**for the last time... '

Chania continues in the heart.

Sitting on the lips of the bathub, Michael spread a smile that spiced up guilt for Chania.

"Alright." replied Michael later.

Shameless because it was commonplace, Chania who was just bikini was sitting upright, asking Michael to take off his shirt and shorts.

Using only a CD, Michael went into the bathtub and sat facing Chania.

"Reverse, Honey!" chania's orders try to get Michael to turn her back.

"Huh, why?"

"I want to rub the dragon tattoo on your back."

According to the wife as a guilt-redeemer, that's what Michael can do. He turned his back to Chania who was now gently rubbing her back.

The flickering fingers moved following the groove of the swerving dragon tattoo - curling at Michael's back. Wiping with tenderness, his hands wet with water and foam made his movements more and more felt light on the skin of Michael's back.

' Maybe my life will be like Mama's, maintaining twin fetuses without anyone.. '

Chania's heart began to tremble, unable to endure the sadness. Inside his chest was crying - so. But not a single tear came out. Lips are silent, flat facial features deliberately shown to manipulate anyone who sees it, especially Michael.

"Just want to rub my back?" michael asked to throw away Chania's daydream.

Smiling sweetly and spoiled, "Maybe someday I will miss touching this dragon tattoo. And maybe I'll miss hurting this back with my nails. Hihih." Giggling covers his heartache and all his misfortune.

Silently, Michael's heart felt scratched by a sharp knife hearing Chania's sentence. A sentence that seemed to slap her guilt. Makes the pain even more painful.

Until here he began to realize, that his heart had fallen in love with the girl behind him. But prestige was always higher than his common sense.

"You're not going anywhere" said Michael without looking at Chania behind him.

"Hahaha. Only the dust hitchhiking lives on young Master Xavier. Big boss in Italy, handsome and ruthless Mafia lord. If the time comes, dust like mine should be cleared from a palace this big, sir."

"You wouldn't be able to get out of here, if I hadn't told you to."

It hurt more and more with the words that pierced his heart. Simple sentences, even with lips that sing a sweet smile. But able to tear the heart of the Mafia. It makes the heart feel a bloodless pain.

"Stop talking that doesn't matter, Baby.."

"I'm just telling you the truth, Honey. You even called me Baby because you had to, right?" tanya Chania is still busy rubbing the back of the Mafia. "Because I forced you to pretend to love your back like I did." she continued.

"Stop! please.." smirk Michael can no longer imagine losing the figure of Chania, the girl who had months to accompany her sleep. Especially if Chania falls in the hands of Deborah.

But the tongue still feels confused to pronounce the word I LOVE YOU.

"Honey?" call Chania in such a soothing tone. "I want to thank you." she said seriously, "At least at my age of 23 years, I've felt married and have a husband, never loved sincerely. And once treated gently by a Mafia class like you." said Chania slowly, and ended with a kiss on Michael's back. "Although I will never get love from you."

Silently, Michael could only be quiet and enjoy the touch of Chania's hand that was creeping into his stomach. Hugged it tightly from behind. Feeling Chania's cheeks start to stick to her shoulders.

"I never knew when I would live. I don't know, until when I can be in this house, in this room, living with a prince like you." Chania closed her eyes.

"What are you talking about?" lirih Michael felt that he did not understand the direction of his wife's speech.

"If my presence threatens your world, just end our contract" Chania said. "You have the full right to terminate our contract."

Sighing heavily, "Stop talking who doesn't - no."

"Thank you for what you gave me, Honey..."

' Including two fetuses for me.. '

Chania continues in the heart.

"I don't like you saying thank you too much." ketus Michael felt increasingly guilty.

"Ugh!'

Pulling a hand from Michael's sixpack belly and moving it to cover his mouth. Suddenly, Chania felt nauseous and wanted to vomit.

"Why you?"

"Just a little nauseous." replied Chania. "Ughhh!"

"For too long to soak. Let's wake. I helped clean your body."

Without waiting for Chania's approval, Michael got up and lifted the slender body. Take him for a rinse under the shower.

After that, Chania who was about to get out of the bathroom was even more nauseous. And inevitably he vomited his stomach contents in closed. But the result is only white liquid that comes out. Of course it's getting more torturous.

"Baby, I'll call a personal doctor!" michael said that he was panicking about Chania's condition.

"Don't!" chania said firmly. "I'm just in the usual wind."

"But..."

"I'd hate you for a lifetime if you called a doctor for me!"

Frowning, not understanding Chania's attitude. Though he already felt quite worried and confused to see Chania who looked tormented with her vomit this morning.

"What are you saying!"

"I don't like doctors!" chania answered, laying her body on the bed after replacing the kimono towel with her home shirt.

Sighing, turning his head to the right and to the left, feeling unmoved by Chania's threat.

Since when was Michael afraid of threats?

And again - again he can only obey the wishes of the wife.

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