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The Mafia's Wild Flower Chapter 29: Canada
My hands wouldn't just stop trembling. It's been a day since I left my old house and decided to live with Khein at his place. I could say he was a very reliable man. He provided me with everything I needed and kept his promise not to do anything inappropriate to me.I was glad.It has been a day but I was beginning to grow anxious as time went by. We have planned to get married within a week from now, however, I have a major problem.My fake name...Gosh, how did I never think of this?I will get exposed!I used my mother's surname to cover up my father's last name because I honestly didn't want to get associated with him and our family at this phase of my life. I want a simpler living. But I guess it's an impossible dream to achieve. How could I live a normal life when the world knew the two biggest and strongest Mafia in this world? The Ferrero and Ivanov families.I am really stupid.I uttered a curse as the intercom suddenly rang. I'm in my own office, doing some secretary work an
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True to his words, we stopped at a nearby hotel we could find. I didn't know I was sick until he checked me himself. That probably explains the reason why I was so anxious even earlier in the morning.I groaned in discomfort as I shivered from the cold. I couldn't see Khein's face as I was closing my eyes and trying to get some sleep, but I've heard him trying to talk to his grandparents and explaining that we will be continuing our travel there by tomorrow. After he ended the call, he went to my side and sat down on the soft mattress of the bed."Are you cold?" he asked. I nodded my head. "I've already lowered the AC temperature, that should be enough to cause you warmth," he said then held my forehead again. He had already made me drink some meds to help my fever subdue, but it was taking so long to take effect. I am still cold and my head feels like a hanger was banging against it."Cold..." I whispered, shivering.I heard him sigh. "I guess I'd have no choice."The next thing I he
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"I'm... sorry," I said, embarrassed. I opened my mouth to speak but there were no words coming out from my mouth. I pressed my lips nervously and glanced at Khein who wasn't by any means mad at my actions. As a matter of fact, he was even smiling and silently encouraging me to go on.I felt like crying.In moments like this, I feel more vulnerable. The fact that he's introducing me to the people who are important to him, it made me feel special, and somewhat... important.I felt his hand squeezed me on my waist very gently. "Go on," he mouthed to me, and like magic, it gave me the courage to continueFacing the important people in his life, I bent my body a little to pay respect. "G-Good morning, ma'am, sir..." I meekly said, stuttering.They seemed warm and kind, though. It's just that... I am so anxious."No need to be so formal to us, young lady. You can call us mama and papa as well."I raised my head to meet the older lady's eyes. I was taken aback.She smiled at me."Come here."
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Khein didn't want to wake up to his secretary, and thus he stayed there, motionless, for about a few hours just so she could be comfortable. And to be honest, Khein had never felt so comfortable in his whole life than their position right now. To be able to hold her in his arms was too much for a weak man like him.They stayed there, in his childhood bed, for hours. It was as if they had their own worlds together, they cannot be disturbed and separated. Not at all...The afternoon strikes and the two woke up eventually. By that time they had fully regained their energies and were good to mingle with the old couple.He only watched how comfortable and soft Rosey is towards his grandparents. He honestly didn't think she would be very fond of them as well as they would be fond of her. Rosey just has this mysterious personality that no one will be able to notice and expect. She's one unpredictable fella.However, he must be too quick to judge. Khein felt guilty for even having the seed of
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Sometimes, I really don't understand Khein. He's unpredictable and such a mystery to me. His intention towards me is still not clear and I know I should be careful around him, but why do I feel the contrary? I feel somehow... comfortable?Is this the feeling of comfort, though? Because honestly speaking, I don't even know how to describe this feeling. I never felt this way before. I have never been so comfortable with other people than my family and those who are close to me since I was little. And Khein? He's a total stranger for me. A stranger who I met in the most unexpected and unpleasant way.But here I am, hanging out with him."STOP!" I yelled on top of my lungs while running away from him. I could not almost catch my breath. I was laughing very hard."Who said I'm a gay, huh?" he asked while chasing after me.We were in the middle of the mama's garden and it was pretty huge! Literally huge to the point that thousands of people could fit in with no worry at all. Khein and I were
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I didn't expect he would respond that way...All my life I've always been misunderstood. All my life I felt like my feelings were invalid, and for reacting to certain things is not a normal thing to do. I have never been cared for. My opinions and my feelings were not validated. They are all useless and nonsense.But Khein did not let me feel even a bit of those feelings I was already used to.He showed me that reacting that way was normal and valid, he apologized, and respected my need to have a silent moment by myself.I never thought I would cry this much over such a simple thing, but here I am, pouring my tears out because I couldn't take these emotions anymore.These feelings were strange to me, yet it feels so good.Oh, to be heard...It feels overwhelming, in a good way.I cried my eyes out, letting the tears I didn't know I have held with. I was sad, happy, worried, and just couldn't explain it. These emotions were too much for me to handle. And so I cried. I cried like a baby
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The next few days have been the greatest days of my life. Never ever had a day passed by as boring. I enjoyed every single moment of my time here in Khein's grandparents' manor. And it wouldn't be that possible if it weren't for him.Khein made me feel different emotions while staying in Canada at the place he grew up with. He introduced me to a lot of things. He showed me his favorite lake, his favorite place to hang out on, his favorite food that he loved to eat since he was little, the most memorable place in the manor that he couldn't erase in his head. I learned a lot about him while staying with me for a couple of days. And it feels like I got to know him better this time."Come here," he said to me while laying down on the bed. I just finished bathing and am wearing my favorite sleepwear. Khein and I have been sleeping on the same bed ever since and have been comfortable cuddling with each other. Nothing happened between us, though, although we shared the same bed. Khein respect
Last Updated : 2023-09-30The Mafia's Wild Flower Chapter 36: Pleasure
Khein couldn't stop himself from staring at the most beautiful woman he has ever seen in his whole life. She was beautiful in and out, and her imperfections made her even perfect in his eyes.The way she stares at him makes him lose his mind, let alone when she starts kissing his lips as if it was hers to devour. Khein tried his best to keep his cool and not let his desire take over his right mind. However, as soon as she went on top of him and he felt the softness of her skin, it was as if the beast within him let loose and he found himself craving for more.And thus leading them to this position. Parting her legs apart, Khein settled himself in the middle of her parted thighs. He looked at his masterpiece. The love bites he left on her skin makes him feel proud of himself. She was his and no one should threaten his role in her life. He would be the only man that would be touching her and no one else."You're so beautiful," he uttered under his breath as he reached out his hands and c
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