Mr Dark Wife. JEF
Reason Kimmy

"What interested you in accepting my wife's offer?"

Jef's question made Kimmy jump a little and turn nervous. The man, who is 8 years older than him, now chooses to open his voice after a moment of silence.

"I need money" replied Kimmy to the point, because that was all he had in mind.

"What money and how much until you marry a man who is clearly married?"

Kimmy squeezed the end of her clothes under the table, without her noticing her hands were already sweating coldly.

"To redeem the house of the man who has cared for me since childhood. She's my aunt, and right now my aunt's house is confiscated by loan sharks for not being able to pay 1 billion in debt" Kimmy said.

Jef put down the glass containing the drink he had just gulped down, both his eyes staring at the girl sitting before him.

"Are you sure you want to marry me?" jef asked doubtfully and got a nod from Kimmy.

"Then will you also fulfill Belle's request?" Kimmy asked back.

Kimmy's question made Jef flinch. He doesn't even know what to make decisions. While his parents also did not stop urging that they quickly be given grandchildren.

"Call me Jef, I'm not your master!" pinta the man tried to divert the conversation.

"But-" Kimmy didn't speak yet, the man had already left.

***

The night sky had changed, and the clock had already shown seven o'clock. But Belle hasn't come home yet.

This was not the first time Jef had dinner alone, as Belle's busyness made her come home late at night, at dawn, not even to go home at all. Jef is used to it.

After dinner, Jef returned to his room. Just as he was about to lay down his body, Belle's return made him undo his intentions.

"Night, baby." said Belle, kissing her husband's cheek and throwing his bag in any direction.

"I had a meal with the crew team earlier, if you haven't eaten, I'm with you" the woman said.

"I've eaten" replied Jef then laid his body on a large, European-style bed.

Belle also laid her body beside Jef, tilting her sleeping position to cupper the man's right cheek.

"I'm sorry if I'm too busy with my job, baby. I hope you understand."

Jef commented a thin smile. "I understand, Belle. But I don't understand your busyness that you're making as an excuse for me to get married again."

Belle lifted her hand from Jef's face, and the woman changed her position to sit on his back to Jef.

"Jef, understand! It was your mother's desire that made me like this. Even if you divorce me, you will definitely remarry another woman because your mother will not be satisfied before you have children" Belle exclaimed.

"It's the only way you and I can't get divorced. We sailed the household ark for 7 years, and it's not a short time" he added.

Jef got up and hugged Belle's body from behind, and her chin propped up to Belle's left shoulder.

"I'm sorry my impatient mother, honey. I don't want to get married again, nor do I want to divorce you. Because I love you, Mirabelle."

Jef turned Belle's body on her face. The man rubbed Belle's face gently.

"From today on we have to take our time and spend a lot of time together, baby. We have to decide which time to work and which time to partner. You can, right?"

"I'll try" Belle replied a little hesitantly.

Jef stared at the beads of Belle's eyes in turn, his eyes now turning on the red lips underneath. Slowly the man pulled the nape of the wife, and began to link his lips there.

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