Chapter 5 SPG

=NYLANYER POINT OF VIEW=

Yes! Yes, I have known for a long time that my husband has an organization, but I didn't know that he was a Mafia Boss. So I wasn't surprised when he opened up about being a mafia member.

"Thank you, wife. Thank you so much," he said to me while still hugging him. Even though I didn't know how grateful he was, I hugged him back.

I told him, while caressing his face, "Your world is also my world, and don't say thank you, because if you wholeheartedly accept what your true identity is, I love you, you know that, so don't be afraid to share it. I must know, I'm your wife, so I hope you do what I want," which was now looking up, because he made me sit at the wine counter.

"I'll take you underground sometime and at the head quarters, not yet, but at the right time and place," he told me with my eyes shining because I wanted to see what was happening in this place. And what is there?

"Really!?" I told him, as I was already thinking about what to do in this place.

Yeah, really! because I want to show you my real world. Fuck! I love you so much," he said to me so without a word I jumped onto his leg and he in turn supported me so as not to I will fall.

"I love you so much, hubby!" I told him and then hugged him while he made me. I rubbed my face against his chest. Then his face was on my neck.

I'm tickled by the taste of what he does. Until I could feel his lips kiss back, he still saw me against

"D-Dylan o-ooohhh," I muttered as I could feel him biting there as if making a kissing mark, and he continued to kiss and bite.

"H-hubby oooohhh n-not h-here," I stammered to him, and I wasn't surprised when he walked as he carried me to his room. While he continued what he was doing.

He closed my eyes tightly when he pushed me against the wall, then he kissed me there.

I shuddered and moaned when I felt his hand on my breast and squeezed it.

"Ohhhhh Dylan, hmmmmm," I muttered, but he just kept on kissing me. That is something I really enjoy.

"F*ck! My wife, you are so f*cking delicious, my wife," he said to me once. But as we walked, I could feel his hand between my thighs.

"Ooooooohhhh sh*t, Dylan, aaaaaahhhh," I muttered, especially when he played with my clitoris. Even though I was still wearing underwear, I could feel the warmth of his hand.

But I moaned even more when I felt that he had inserted one of his fingers inside me. I screamed a little because it was a bit painful, but still delicious.

"Dylan, ooooohhhh, it hurts." I said, but why am I still enjoying it?

"It's all right, wifey; I'll be gentle, shhhh. I just want to make sure that you can take care of me," he said in a charming voice. That will also give me more heat in my body.

As he just kept coming out with his finger inside me, I was soaking wet because of what he was making me feel.

Delicious!

Heaven!

"Oooh, that's delicious," I muttered, but his hand got faster and faster. And I don't know where to turn my head. I even grabbed his back.

Until I felt like I was peeing as if he wanted to go out.

"Hubby, ooohhh, I'm cumming," I said, while pushing his hand there to get inside me. Because my buttocks are rising as if my pussy is already throbbing from what he is doing.

"C*m with my finger, wifey," he said, so I turned a blind eye and that's when the one who wanted to come out came out.

I was even surprised when Dylan's face suddenly slipped into my pussy and I couldn't do anything because I was so weak while I was still shaking. I could even feel his tongue and lips sucking on my bottom, that he didn't waste a single grain on what I released.

"Ooooooohhhh Dylan, aaaahhhh yeah," I muttered again as I could feel his tongue playing with mine down there.

"You're so sweet, wifey," he said as he carried me to the bed. Because we were on the sofa in his room.

When he lowered me, he had already begun to remove his shroud while frantically looking at me, but I was focused on the value he was referring to me.

Big!

It fits so!

"Don't worry, wife, I'll be gentle," he said to me, and that's exactly what I'll do.

I blushed when I saw how she was playing with his penis, right in front of me, and I blushed even more as this awakening grew.

"Take it, wifey, your turn," he said to me at once, taking my hand, which was still a bit trembling.

When I touched it, my sparrow grew, because this is how it has chosen to handle such a thing. Smooth, muscular, and ready to fight.

At first, I didn't know what to do with the one who moved my hand on his big eggplant, even bigger than the eggplant. When he was sure I could let go of my hand, which was still going up and down, I looked at him. He looked up and closed his eyes, as if feeling what I was doing to him.

As I looked at his manhood, something prompted me to use my mouth, so I knelt in front of him. My husband was still amazed at what was done when I kneeled in front of him.

"You want this, hubby?" I asked him while I was still looking.

"Fuck yeah, oohhh fuck," he said to me. So, without saying a word, I shot his penis in my mouth. First, I licked his head.

"Fuck ohhhh!" he muttered, as I took his penis out of my mouth.

But as time went on, he was the one who moved, so I just gaped in front of him. Even though I was overwhelmed by his size, I endured.

He gasped, as he looked up and, without saying a word, he removed it from my mouth. Surely, he lifted me, then he leaned over me.

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I woke up because someone was kissing me. So I smiled because I already knew who it was. It smells like a chard dish.

"What time is it?" I asked him, while still closing my eyes.

"Seven o'clock in the morning." He said, and the man surprised me and got up, but he kissed me again because I was still gaping.

"Sh*t, I'll be late again," I shout, nervous. I was about to get up and I felt like I was wearing his big shirt. I winced because of the pain I was feeling. Gosh.

"Are you okay, wifey?" He asked worriedly, but that's not what worried me because I only have a big t-shirt but I don't have underwear to wear.

"Why don't I have underwear?" I asked him with a smirk.

"I've been seen all of that? You're still embarrassed. Don't you worry? I'm the only one with those," he said with a laugh.

"I don't know about you," I said, and forced myself to stand up to go to the bathroom even though I stumbled.

"Does it still hurt?" he asked, the obvious still being asked. Damn!

"Che!" I said and locked the door. I just heard him laughing.

After I took a bath, I changed my uniform. Even though it was painful, I was still forced to walk. Haller, we are midterm now.

When I came down, I saw you smiling. That feels like a jackpot.

"Let's go," he said.

"Maybe someone will see us," I said, while looking at him hesitantly.

"I don't care about them, I just care about you," he said, making me blush because shit is your grandmother's sh*t, so I didn't do anything but get in her car.

While the car was running, my husband was restless. And look in the side mirror. Then he swears even more, losing his temper very early in the morning. He just smiled now. His eyebrows are now met.

"Put on your seatbelt wifey," he said so I put it on and I sat up and I heard his cursed again.

"Fuck them all! Why now?" he whispered, but I heard, who are they?

"What happened, hubby? Is there any problem?" I asked, while looking at his anxious face.

"Someone is following us. I'll just call Christian, Chad, Glyden, and Maya," he said, while I looked back, and yes, someone was chasing us.

Then my husband started contacting the people he mentioned. And after fifteen seconds, there were ten cars coming, and we stopped there.

"Make sure they are alive, because they make my wife nervous," he said.

"Yes boss" then the red car pulls up.

"We won't go in anymore" he said as he watched his men leave to pick up those who were chasing us.

"W-why? I have a midterm," I asked him while frowning.

"I'll just fixed a little messed, maybe tomorrow, you can attend your class, but for now I'll make you an excuse letter," he said, but the darkness of his face 'I can't read what he's thinking niya.

"But they're gone," I said, because I was worried.

"Shhhhh! Come with me and let's meet the asshole," he said. Then he pressed me to my waist. So we just followed their car. And we have a lot of buildings, "he says."

As we climbed a building, I couldn't help but be nervous, so I clung to my husband's arm.

"Shhhh, don't be scared, I'm here, no one can touch or hurt you," he told me. I nodded, but I still clung to him.

When we arrived at the door, I heard a very angry man. And someone is begging too.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Who is your boss?"

"If you thought of that before before following our boss, you would have no problem."

That's what I heard. So when we got in, they looked at us and I was scared, so I hid behind my wife.

"Boss, sorry, I didn't mean to, I just did that because they were holding my wife and son. Huhuhu," said the man who was tied up and also had a wound. But Dylan ignored them and stood in front of the men.

"Lock them up," Dylan said, and the other men obeyed to lock up the man.

"Boss, are you okay?" said the blue-eyed man. He is also handsome, but my wife is more handsome.

"Yeah, we're okay," my husband replied coolly. At the same time, he made me sit on his leg. Embarrassing

"Hello Mrs. Goggins. Nice to see you. Christian Jay Martinez, at your service, "said the b eye.

"Hi, I'm Glydel Delos Reyes," said the beautiful woman with brown eyes.

"Maya Carol Nishida," she said when there was a race this afternoon because her eyes were narrow but she was beautiful.

"Chad Anderson," he said, sounding familiar too. Yes, yes

"Are you an artist?" I asked with a smile.

"Look at Goggins. Your wife knows me. My charisma is really different," he said.

"Anderson, shut your f*cking mouth." My husband said. So I squeezed my husband's back again.

"Jealousy immediately pfftttt," Chad said while laughing.

But I did nothing but keep quiet because I knew my husband would explode in anger again.