The Mafia's Whore
#3: I'm Your Wife

"You need to remember! I'm Jhonatan never loved you."

Her breathing was heavy, her chest was a hot terrace. So all this time he's been lied to. Only he has loved her all along. His love clapped one hand.

Jhonatan pulls Bella's arm violently, then pushes her to? guardrails.

Bella was unable to fight back, her whole body felt limp. To support his body alone, he had to hold firmly on the second-floor guardrail.

He loves her, more than himself.

Not only satisfied with hurting Bella, Jhonatan called some of his servants to move Bella to the maid's room which was behind the main house.

While the maids were just staring pityfully, she felt sorry for the Madam. I don't know what caused the master to hurt the madam. But they also knew that the madam was not the only one.

Here he is at the moment.

Bella was in a narrow room, a closet and a mattress on the floor.

"Mrs.."

Bella wiped her tears. He smiled at the woman beside him. "I'm fine, you guys get out. I want to be alone."

The two servants who were guiding Bella's body nodded. They know, the young lady needs time.

Bella closed the door behind her, her body slowly slumping. He drowned his head between his knees.

"Dad, Bella misses Dad."

Bella weeps for her fate, why is her fate in comparison? he who used to be in love, is now thrown away like trash. Everything he felt was a fake.

"Jhoo..." Bella continues to mutter the name Jhonatan. He could not forget Jonathan, the man had taken possession of all his heart. He could only cry in deep sorrow.

Time kept turning, now two days had passed. She used to work hard in the streets, selling to help her father, it turns out that she is currently made a maid by her own husband. For two days he kept thinking about Jhonatan, the man did not apologize or pick him back to the main house.

What her husband said was true. He just made his toys. During these two days she was determined, she would be the only woman to obey. Maybe John would love her.

This morning he will make breakfast for Jhonatan, Jhonatan's favorite is fried rice. He remembered Jhonatan who ate his fried rice, he said it was delicious. John loved his cooking.

"Let me be Madam."

"No! John loved my cooking. So there's no need, you guys just help me serve."

After the fried rice was cooked, Bella was helped by the two maids serving at the dinner table.

"O yes, I made more. So you can eat it."

"Thank you Madam" said the two maids at the same time.

The two maids were so close to the Madam, they were very sorry. They know, that Bella is a good woman, innocent and innocent.

Bella stepped wide, she opened the door for her husband. During those two days, she asked her husband. For not seeing her, and it turned out that her husband did not come home for two days.

"Your mother."

Bella's eyes were hot, not a wife who wanted to see her husband with someone else.

"Honey, let's go in."

Jhonatan passes Bella by with a woman who is claimed to be her lover.

The woman smiled cynically at Bella, she knew, the woman in front of her was the wife of her lover.

Bella held onto her chest which felt throbbing pain, heat, pain. Until he could not express the pain of his heart at this moment.

"Honey, we're having breakfast. Fried rice,"

The woman was swaying spoiled in the hands of Jhonatan. She was sitting as a lady.

Jhonatan looked doubtful, he knew the fried rice was made by Bella, his mistress.

"Bi, bring me some bread." Tell him firmly. Whatever Bella made, she would never eat it or touch it.

"Honey, you just eat that fried rice, if you like, if you don't like it you can throw it away." Jhonatan stroked the head of the woman.

"Yes Honey, it tastes good."

The woman opened her plate and scooped up the fried rice in the glass basin.

"It's delicious, baby,"

"Who cooked this?" jhonatan pretended not to know.

"Mrs Bella cooked it, sir,"

Jhonatan. "From now on, drop the mistress's call, just call her Bella, her status is the same as yours."

Bella clenched her hand, Jhonatan said like a knife slicing through her heart.

"Oh, he's coming. From now on, make fried rice or whatever Selin asks. Because Selin, she will soon be the mistress of this house."

"Jhoo, how long are you going to be like this? I'm your wife,"

"But I don't assume, you're my wife."

Both of Jonathan's eyes were like demons, every time he saw Bella's face. He always remembered his wife lying weak. When Jonathan got up, he dragged Bella to his room.