The Beautiful Mafia the CEO
Ch 156: You are not Killa.
Just got into the apartment. Killa went straight into the room. While Marvin just stared at the sad departure of Killa who did not say a single word to him.
"Sister-in-law." Naya pats Marvin on the shoulder.
"Go change your clothes, you get a fever. Don't worry, I'll take care of your brother" Marvin said with a forced smile. For Naya to stop worrying about her sister's condition.
"Alright," Naya replied in a soft tone. Marvin hurried to follow Killa into the room. As well as Naya, she went into her bedroom.
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In the room. Marvin saw Killa sitting daydreaming on the bed. He walked over to Killa. And sit next to him.
"What are you thinking?" marvin asked as he grabbed Killa's hand and held her tightly.
Killa turned to Marvin. "How come you're this calm, Marvin?" ask her back with a shrunken forehead.
"What should I be like? Do I have to run and cry in the rain like you do?" marvin smiled and pinched.
"Currently, are you mocking me? Who said I was crying" said Killa. Didn't accept the crying word of Marvin.
"Then what's his name? Out tears? Hahaha, it's the same, isn't it?" Marvin chuckles.
"Basic freak, there's nothing funny why are you laughing?" Killa glanced at Marvin's cynics.
Marvin who was laughing now in an instant became flat. He squinted and said, "Who are you?"
Killa also frowned not understanding. " sthat mean? Fucking weird. Of course I'm Killa."
"You're not Killa."
"Currently, stop joking. I'm not kidding Marvin."
Marvin's words made no sense. Killa decided to take a shower and change her wet clothes. He got up from his seat and was about to walk to the bathroom. But suddenly Marvin said things that made him stunned, and speechless. Even his footsteps stopped.
"I'm not kidding, you're not Killa. You are someone else."
"You're not my wife Killa. Because the Killa I know won't run away from trouble. Nor would he cry alone on such a roadside. At the very least, he would not feel despair despite being so heavy of a problem. What could make her cry?"
Marvin got up from his seat and walked over to Killa. Came from behind. Killa was shocked. He was about to let go but Marvin further tightened his embrace.
"She was a strong woman and abstained from despair. She's my woman, the woman I love so much" she continued, peeping over Killa's head.
Without Marvin look. Killa's tears were dripping, her chest was rumbling, she quickly wiped those tears. He didn't want Marvin to see him cry.
You, you're the reason I cried Marvin. I'm sorry I made you so worried! Inner Killa.
Marvin held onto Killa's shoulders and turned her back. The two of them stared at each other. Marvin stroked gently on Killa's cheek. There are still small tears left there. Marvin knew that Killa had just shed a tear.
"You're not crying?"
Killa nodded and smiled.
"That means you're my Killa, my wife, the woman I love so much."
Killa nodded and smiled. Even though his eyelids were heating up, he still held back as hard as he could. So that the tears do not drip.
Marvin again pulls Killa into his arms. Then stroked his head. While Killa felt very comfortable in Marvin's arms. Her touch not only made her body warm. But his heart also felt very warm, to the extent that warmth, always made him opiate and feel unwilling. If you have to let go of this warmth.
"Let's take a shower together" said Marvin.
Killa let go of her embrace and stared in disbelief at Marvin's face.
"What's wrong? I'm not kidding, Mrs Louis. This is an order and you must not refuse it. You have to follow all my words" he said again.
Never had Killa answer, Marvin was immediately carrying Killa. He ran carrying Killa into the bathroom. Though Killa rebelled for release. Marvin still doesn't want to know.
"Aaaa, Marvin Louis let me go. Watch out for you, Dad! You stubborn man who won't lose, let go of me! It's called coercion, awwh."
Killa continued to shout while pounding. In his banged up Marvin's chest. Marvin smiled and laughed triumphantly.