My Possessive Mafia Husband

to socialize perfectly as a nobleman. He was trained to know what to say an

the woman's eyes held his, he wa

nd wen

speec

ongue

rt was

m was s

ck is happe

was still not functioning

ing at the woman, un

m, looking at the woman behind the cou

he woman named Monet be

is the owner

him, and then she took a few steps between the

se, and his mi

ell." That woman then s

"It's really you." I was right. Thi

e looked at him. "You really remember me?

remembered your

le. "Let's sit first. You must have just come ou

cern in her voice.

s no doubt in her voice or her treatment of him. "Are you all rig

ut you. You scared me with your condition when I saw you unconscious on the road. It'

or saving me." She smiled. "You're welcome." Then she abruptly leaned in and moved her face closer to his. when he raised his hand to the side of his forehead. "Yo

how did those two old men get involved? They said they were the only two who saved me." Greedy p

e been in trouble. They also helped me carry you, and they took you inside the Hospital. I had an emergency, so I couldn't go with you." Knight sighed.

t? It's not her obligation

ng," he said quick

s okay. I really meant not to go. You w

for words. Now he's waiting

did th

ed. nothing. The

why I did that?" He could

y she wasn't asking. Pe

s none of my business, and I'm sure you'

now why he's feeling pissed off. He wanted to ask

t happened to me?" His question looked dark. "

ever happened to you that day just to satisfy my curiosity." She smiled sof

ing her uninterested like this Goodness! What the hel

sake! He has no right to be ang

hat you did to help me. I already paid for the two boys. You're the o

ut why are y

, and I'll do it. Or how much, and I'll pay for it." She

He thought she was different. Oh well

u promise." That girl

is for you to res

ked at the woman,

ught she would never come back, so he was very surprised when he came back with two sli

e woman standin

she really want? Everyone has a

his woman possib

unds; they won't just heal in a few days. So please r

uldn't help but ask. He's bewil

ou. You need help, so I helped you. I would do that to anyone. Tha

at the woman, una

o with your cake?" She asked him

be nice,"h

from the hospital, right? That means you have some medici

a few seconds. "Why

e me, you're saying save me, but you're not going to

and are deliriously askin

He said that out loud! He thought it was ju

collected, even though his cheeks felt like they were

irl smiled mysteriously. "You d

rest." After saying

d the woman. "May

is is th

e Mall? Supermarket?" She chu

e softly before smiling, "I'm Kni

rself. Bye." She said this b

ppeared from his sight. Sweet Monday. "What a

ad given him. It's two slices of Cho

d involu

rest. A woman who seems unaffected by him. To a

ybe she wants something different.

fé early in the morning. They're about to open,

?" she said as soo

and it opened her cafe. Worry consumed her when s

our wounds

pened the glass door of her cafe. "There." H

om it. "What are you doing here? Shouldn't

esterday, I'm going to rest, which I

head and sighe

ompliment. Anyways, I'm here because I want

"You're not doing this because you wan

a smartass. "How about that? You can't be a waiter if you don't sign a contract because I might ruin it by making you work for free." She sm

buddy." Then she pointed to the sign posted on the side of the door. 'Looking for Waiter. Male.

behind him and sighed. "Don't w

sulking. That only means one thing:

wrong wi

s your

e stayed silent. He crossed his arms in fron

He fought to stare at it until

d everything, including the salary and working hours. "We really need a waiter because we only have

g the tables. "Juls, orient Knight." Then he turned his attenti

towards her office, which a

as carrying and rested for a few mi

ugh a year ago, making cakes was just h

ice and now owned a café. No bad vibes, SM. Don't go there. After talking to

en, she left the office to see

Knight's expressionless

g Knight? Did some

pain or s

ly healed. With the number of wounds on his b

and wounds... Something horr

attention to talk to him whe

is face light up and a s

as that? One minute he was expressionle

" He spread his arms to reveal his polo shirt, whi

he's handsome—no, more like gorgeous. With his deep eyes, aristocra

ng strange in his brown hair, and she couldn't

ots of his hair. That happens when the hair is dyed, and it starts when it gets long enough t

being a waiter here at my café? Are y

w at him. "Your face didn't

o smile while serving them? Just sa

t me to order you to smile?" It nodd

. "But that's not ordered, right?

le ordering you to smile. If you don't want to smile, then don't. Don't for

ike it." She glanced at the cafe's customers, whose eyes were almost heart-shaped as she looked at Knight. "There seems to

dy?" She said. "Ho

ong; some were deep, some shallow. to bear that kind o

kept staring at him fondly. "How's your back? Doesn't it hurt? Are you

aw his condition herself. Those wounds... so many... H

stomers first," She said to Knight as she remained silent and

er from walking back to her office. She turned to it. "We can't," She said, fro

d again and went back

, she remembered what he had said while delirious when she helped him

those things... He m

omething to save him. But how can she do

d as he watched SM take care of its workers. How i

ve yourself. You'll lose weight agai

don't want you to lose weight. You will hit me, Jul

said, "Have you eaten y

you,

e café. "That must be tired too. Poor t

d wait," he sa

m... you're not hot." Then it whispered. "Is your wound so painf

rl. He didn't know

m the same as the others? Fuck!

voice. "No worries." He can't be ang

re is no other reason. And that irritated him even more. SM stared at hi

er hand from behind his bac

ut you're not. I can tell. You'r

er, she's re

en walked out of the cafe without looking back. Fuck! He's losing his m

matically turned around whe

?" He

nd offered him her hand

the café. This time no one was forcing him; he's walking back obediently. on his own volition. Fuck...

a matter