My husband's the Cruel Mafia
Chapter 24

"We're going home now!" said Rein who just came out of William's room.

"Sir, you're okay, right?" ask Mark who is worried about Rein's situation.

"You think?!" answer Rein briefly. He does look fine and does not want to show anyone if in fact, his heart is fragile and broken.

"Wait, Sir!" Mark looked over, his eyes on the broken, bloody lips and slightly bruised face of Rein. William did it again. The violence he had committed against Rein a few years ago.

One of the reasons, Rein decided to leave the Federick mansion and start his business from scratch without the help of his parents at all.

"Based on a stone head! It's a pain inside out still strong-ass!" mark, but only in the heart. He then gave a black handkerchief to Rein. "Use this to wipe your saliva, I mean the blood on your lips."

Rein was almost furious to hear Mark's words. But, because his mood was bad he preferred to be quiet.

Although sometimes Rein is annoying and has no compassion, Mark is always loyal to be beside him.

He had regarded Rein as his own brother, and loved him more than his own life. Because it was only Rein, the family he had right now.

"I told you, if you're okay, you idiot! Why did you give me that washcloth?!" sentak Rein while taking the handkerchief from Mark's hand.

"But this isn't a mister's washcloth, this-"

"Go home, now!" Rein glanced at Mark at a glance then headed out to the car, leaving Mark who was smiling to see his disappearance.

What Rein had in mind at this moment was, wanting to immediately return to the mansion and indulge with Nayla, his wife.

"Your prestige is too great sir." Mark stepped up his legs after Rein who was already in the car.

However, his steps came to a halt as he passed through a room with a slightly open door.

How shocked Mark was, hearing a voice so trembling his ears. A voice he had never heard in his entire life.

Until it makes the entire bu-lu kuduknya goosebumps instantly. "Geez, whose voice is that?" mark asked himself as he scratched the nape of his neck that was not itchy.

Mark's face met with red, his body seemed limp and could not walk hear the sound of hot romance in there.

Because of the kepo, Mark peeked a little inside. His mouth was gaping wide, looking at a couple without wearing a thread that covered.

It's just, Mark can't recognize the two of them, because they position their doggy style and turn their backs on Mark.

"What do they really do?!" muttered Mark cursed his own stupidity because it has the soul of a cock thrashing.

Mark got closer, but suddenly the voice disappeared and was not heard again. "Hurry up, are they done exercising? Ah, nevermind. Better me-"

"You know when you're there. Mark!" is!" yelled Rein from outside.

"Damn! I forgot that you were waiting for me!" Mark took a thousand steps before Rein grew even more enraged at him.

Brugh!

By accident, Mark bumped into someone and made someone almost bounce.

"Curtain! Where'd you put your eyes, huh? You hit me on purpose!" mark exclaimed as he caught the waist of the man and carried it into his arms.

"Stale reason!" mark said without saying anything more.

While the woman just smiled at Mark's departure.

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"Why so long, what are you doing inside?!" Rein moved one of his legs, seemingly too tired to wait.

"When I'm going to catch up with you, I go through a room and see a strange sight" Mark said, focusing on driving forward. He decided to ask Rein, instead of his heart continuing to wonder.

"Weird sightings?" Rein raised one eyebrow. Looking up at Mark. "Didn't the mansion be weird?!" ketus Rein's.

"I saw lovers who weren't wearing any clothes overlapping like a position six-nine and-"

Uhuk!

Instantly Rein choked on his own saliva. Though at this time he was focused on looking at his cellphone and watching the wife who was sleeping soundly.

Plaque!

"Basic dirty brains!" said it. Rein hit Mark's head a little hard.

"I'm just telling you what I saw, sir. Why did you hit me!" exclaimed Mark, rubbing his head a little plontos.

"Don't pretend to be innocent, Mark. I know you go to nightclubs a lot, you must do it there too!" Rein cleared his throat, again neutralizing his expression that was somehow already very nervous now.

"I went to the club because I was running errands from you and also-" Mark stopped. There's no way he's telling Rein that he's investigating Devan, Nayla's father who goes to bars a lot.

"Say!"

"I heard the woman calling the name of Mr. Leon!" mark answered giving his phone to Rein, because he had previously recorded it.

"Gee! Yes, hurry up Leon!"

"As you wish baby, uhh!"

They both looked at each other and then turned back.

"Do you know what that voice is, sir?" asked Mark who did not know.he glanced at Rein from the rearview mirror in front of him.

"Cat clamp!" answer Rein briefly.

"You must be joking." Mark paid no heed to Rein who was currently holding his laughter dead-on seeing Mark's stupid behavior.

Haha.

Rein's laughter broke, he chuckled even as he held onto his painful stomach. Mark can always make his mood up and down. It sucks!

Mark, meanwhile, preferred to be quiet and enjoy the rare sight, where Rein laughed like this for the first time.