Stuck in a Brutal Mafia Marriage
You're driving me crazy, baby!

A few weeks have passed, now Peter and Rachel have to move to a private mansion. The basement was ready and all the prisoners were moved. After all they did not want to interrupt the middle-aged couple's days anymore. That's why they decided to say goodbye and move after breakfast.

Two Alphard cars seemed to be speeding through the streets of the city. It's been 1 hour they drive and don't arrive.

"Is it far away?" rachel asked as she stretched her stiff back muscles.

Peter nodded, "You tired?" Rachel nodded her head.

"Prophey! we'll be here soon!" his reply. Open the car dashboard, checking if there are any snacks available.

"Eat this!" hand over barbeque-flavored potato chips and a box of strawberry milk. Rachel happily received the snack, why not say that there is a snack. You see, Rachel just took it from earlier.

Upon their arrival at the mansion, they were immediately pampered with a beautiful garden view. The garden is full of various kinds of Lily and red roses. Peter deliberately set it like this so that Rachel is not saturated to stay here.

Peter looked to the side, where Rachel was. Her lips lifted up looking at the innocent face of Rachel who was fast asleep. Basic small children, just ate a pack of snacks directly fullness and finally overslept.

The cup!

"You're so pretty!" praise Peter lirih while stroking his lady's thin cheek.

Peter took his wife into the mansion. The entire mansion maid stood at the doorstep welcoming their arrival.

"Welcome, sir!" greet them in unison. Peter glanced at a glance before finally passing through them without responding to their welcome. No one was offended because they were used to the young master's indifference.

Peter went straight into the room. Laying Rachel's body on her king-size bed slowly. But still, the woman woke up.

"Where is this?" rachel asked, feeling unfamiliar with the interior design of this room.

"Our house!" peter replied, smiling thinly.

Rachel opened her mouth wide, so she fell asleep. Forget that! what surprised him was the design of Peter's room. Why all the stuff here is dominated by black.

This room looks luxurious and gloomy for him. It's scary, can't imagine Rachel waking up at night. Moreover, the curtains of this room are white. Rachel could have died of a heart attack because of fear.

"This is your room?"

"It used to be, but now it's our room!"

"I don't want to sleep here!" Rachel is about to move, but her movements are held back by Peter.

"Why?" peter was confused. Isn't it common that husband and wife sleep together.

"Your room is scary, why should it be dominated by black!" sewot Rachel, her eyes peeking here and there, dying.

"Then you can reset it. Anyway I don't mind." replied Peter accordingly. Is his taste weird? black is so beautiful in her eyes.

"Then set it up later. Now I'm gonna take a little nap." Rachel went back to lying down, grabbed the idle pillow next to her and hugged her tightly.

Peter smiled cunningly, he walked to the other side and went to lie down. "Why are you still here?" ask Rachel.

"I want to spend time with my wife, am I wrong?" Peter wrapped his hands around Rachel's slender waist. Snapping forward erodes the remaining distance.

"You're not working?"

"No, from tomorrow I go to the office."

"Re, can I have my ration now?" peter whispered softly.

"Can't! tomorrow I'll touch me!" Rachel pushing Peter's burly body made the master growl in annoyance.

"Oh come on, Re! I want you!"

"Ck, go soak in the cold water there. The covenant is a covenant, it must not be broken!" Rachel changed her position to sit.

"Come, Re!"

"I'll pay you!" still bargaining.

"You think I'm a whore?"

"My personal whore to be more precise. Come on, I'll pay whatever you want!" Peter pleaded, taking out his mainstay style, looking at Rachel with a heartfelt look.

"Once!"

Without the ba-bi-bu Peter instantly flips Rachel's body and overlaps her. "How much do you want?" peter whispered, and then took Rachel's ear.

"All of you, give me all your treasure!" reply Rachel didn't know herself. Peter chuckled at it, this materialistic woman must be taught a lesson.

"By pleasure!" peter is married to Rachel. So she should have shared everything, let alone treasure even if Rachel asked for her life Peter would give it.

Peter continues the action, the two exchange temperatures and share a sweat. Until long groans sound loud omens if both are at the peak of endless pleasure.

"Thank you!" peter whispered, giving a gentle peck on Rachel's forehead before lying next to her.

Rachel who was still conscious smiled briefly. Being treated gently by a man makes his heart beat fast. Just this time he was close to the opposite sex other than his own father.

Although their marriage was forced, Peter was her legal husband by religion and law. If Peter hadn't threatened with that indecent video. They will never get married and Rachel will never feel the warmth and love of a man.

"That video, you destroyed it, didn't you?" rachel asked in a soft voice. It was hoarse, barely audible.

"Here, there's only one copy left on my phone!" peter replied casually, while inhaling the scent of Rachel's body that had become opium.

"Why don't you tell me you want to blackmail me again?" rachel shouted with the rest of her strength. Peter shook his head, pulling the woman into his arms again.

"No, I'm not that bad! I want to keep it as a memento. It's a little funny, but it's the video that makes you my wife. So I watch it every once in a while when I get bored!" peter muttered, occasionally biting the neck that was already full of his work.

"Why are you watching it if you can do it live?" sis Rachel plain. Unknowingly making Peter look up while looking at him with a mischievous lightning.

"Can I do it again?" rub those puffy pale lips. Suddenly Rachel sniffed, hitting the rough chest of Peter's field.

"This is still sick!" rachel sewed Peter up.

"Then I won't delete the video!" Peter drowned his face in the white neck.

“You love to blackmail people ya!”

"But I keep giving you interesting offers. What if my ration plus one more." continued Rachel.

“You sure?” ask Peter to make sure.

"Yes, but delete that video now. I don't want you using it to threaten me anymore!" cynical Rachel sneer.

"Again, oh no, I'm falling more and more in love and interested in you, Re!" Peter rushes to retrieve his phone and deletes a file containing the hot video.

Shortly after their conversation, Rachel fell asleep hugging Peter's burly arms, which she said were so comfortable and warm.

Peter smiled looking at Rachel in awe. Her idle hands were unceasingly rubbing the soft brunette.

"You're driving me crazy, baby!"

TB

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this story is only fiction that the author created in accordance with the author's imagination so please do not take seriously🙏

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