Mr. Mafia Vs Muslim Girl
Commemorations.

"It's nice to meet you, miss." Said Assistant Hito who met with Maira in front of the office area.

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"Where's my brother? why are you alone." Said Maira giving a question to Assistant Hito because she saw him alone.

Silence, there was no reply from Assistant Hito, and slowly his feet slowly stepped.

"Hey, I'm asking you." Maira's voice raised.

Instantly Assistant Hito's steps came to a halt and stared intently at Maira this time.

"Don't look at me like that, I'm just asking." Maira said firmly with a look of eyes charging for answers.

"Your lunch today I taste pretty good huh?" Assistant Hito quipped.

You fucking Assistant, I asked you stupid! but you didn't even answer my question! Maira muttered the serapah oath.

Eits, wait? have lunch? did he know that I had lunch and met him..... Arghhhhh.... Bumpat Maira again.

"Of course, since I didn't eat my dinner with you, it made me happy." Maira said with a confident tone minimizing the suspicion that Hito presented to her.

What do you know about me today, you fucking assistant. Maira muttered in her heart.

"Be careful, miss in acting. Don't let me disappoint Mr. Mark. Excuse me." Assistant Hito's words passed away leaving Miss Maira pensive and silent in all her silence this time.

Did he just threaten me?

it seems that I will make you go first before I launch the plan that I have neatly arranged.

You're really like a pebble stuck in my shoes, really annoying and annoying. Maira muttered in her heart.

Now Maira was already in the room, continuing the work that had been delayed.

finish it immediately.

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The car Mark and Annisa were driving had already reached before the gate, both of them stepped down to go inside.

"Bee.. " Call Annisa while glancing at her husband who is at the side.

"Yes dear." Mark smiled.

"You're not going to the office anymore? is your job done?" Annisa asked.

"Hem, the work in the office is done, you'll rest easy there's Assistant Hito handling everything."

"However, the work at home is still unresolved. " Speak Mark with an expression made as cool as possible.

"Homework?" Annisa said again. "Yes baby." Answer Mark quickly.

"Do you even have a lot of bodyguards and more than 10 servants to keep this house clean? Then what?" Annisa was confused by her husband's intentions.

"Make junior Mark." The whispers in Annisa's ears with her pesky hoarse tone were very tempting.

"You're mean to me, it hurts so bad baby." Mark yanked it in a very spoiled tone like a child.

"Sorry." Annisa felt guilty.

The two of them reached the room, and Mark spoke. "You have to treat me." Said Mark in a hurt tone and even persecuted pointing at the part in pain.

Pain made possible. Haha....

With her worry, Annisa immediately opened the mark slightly by starting to feel it to check it.

No red pinches? and no one got hurt? whereabouts? Annisa muttered looking for the red marks left behind because she had pinched her husband.

Aware of having been played by Mark, Annisa also added the pinch and rushed away, because the distance between the two was so close, even the breaths of the two also clashed with each other because Annisa spontaneously looked up her head to face the husband.

With a quick motion Mark locked onto the movement of Annisa who wanted to leave.

"You lied to me." Annisa said in her regretful tone while pursing her lips.

"Do you intend to tease me with your lips, dear? you're the one who teased and played there? do you like my torn bread?" Mark said with his evil smile.

Glek, Annisa is having trouble even to swallow her saliva. Agh!!!!

When Annisa wants to let out her frustration again, Mark immediately locks Annisa's lips with hers, long enough they put together the tiny, cherry-colored object.

one hand still locked his wife's waist, and the other slowly opened the shirt he was wearing himself.

Until the chest of Mark's field was perfectly exposed.

Mark released the link on his lips, Annisa was momentarily stunned by the sight that was in front?

Arghhh. I want to touch his stomach. Annisa muttered daydreaming.

"Are you content to admire your husband's good looks? this burly and athletic body? you can hold it dear. It's all yours, only yours." Mark said to his wife by guiding Annisa's hand to hold Mark's torn bread.

And that's what should have happened.

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