Married With Pilots
Living in Moscow

Keiko had just come out of a building, she had just finished shooting for a fashion magazine, her bodyguard Arima was waiting for her right in front of the building's exit, a native Japanese man, one of the Yakuza members is skilled in martial arts, playing samurai and firearms. The man was waiting for him in front of the building, his face was quite haunted, he rarely spoke other than Keiko, Lelya and Sarah.

“Nona let's follow me,” he said Flat.

Keiko followed the man's steps towards a bright yellow HENNESEY VENOM F5, politely opening the car door for Keiko.

“My love,” greet Anthonino.

“Where did you get this weird car?” ask Keiko.

“You don't like it?”

“The color is too yellow,” car with $1,600,000 looks unattractive in Keiko's eyes, making Anthonino smile amusedly.

“I will replace it, what color do you think is good?” anthonino asked as he began to step on the gas pedal.

“I think red makes more sense,” Keiko replied in an indifferent tone.

“Alright, tomorrow it will turn red.”

“Where do you live?” ask Keiko suddenly.

“I want to stay with you.”

“Don't joke, it's London.”

“Ya this is not Moscow,” replied Anthonino in a teasing tone Keiko.

Keiko snorted, Anthonino just chuckled, He took off his satire and rewinded his chair, letting the car go by automatic splitting the deserted road, while Anthonino himself looked busy with an ipad in his hand.

Tired of Keiko picking up paper and pen in her bag, she began drawing notes on paper to create the musical tone she was working on, the two were busy with their respective jobs for up to 10 minutes then they arrived in front of a towering building. Anthonino took over the wheel and steered the car into the parking area that was underground.

Keiko just kept quiet, she still did not know where she was.

“Where is Arima and my assistant?” asked Keiko with a tense face.

Anthonino glanced in the direction where the car carrying Keiko's assistant was located, the tense look on Keiko's face suddenly disappearing. Anthonino can read that.

“Down, my love.” invite Anthonino while opening the car door by pressing the button around the steering wheel.

Anthonino grabs Keiko's waist and takes his wife into an elevator that seems designed specifically for the private. They arrived at a room that was designed like a pent house.

“During in London we will stay here.”

“I want to stay in my Grandpa's mansion only,” reject Keiko.

“Kei, I'm your husband.”

“Nino,” Keiko to raise her protest.

Anthonino looked at Keiko with a cold gaze, "this place is indeed not as luxurious as your grandfather's mansion, this is only one of the representative office spaces of my company, this is just one of my company's, for two weeks I turned it into a place to live so that we can comfortably stay here, I have no intention of buying any property in london, in the future we will stay in Moscow.”

‘In the future we will stay in Moscow?’ what the word means, the inner Keiko just back pain, strange feelings continue to crawl her, raging and make her very agitated.

“How do I explain on granddad?” asked Keiko with a pouting face.

“Give me, I'll talk to the granddad, you don't have to worry,” said Anthonino. “And all your assistants, they will be here also with you.”

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