Asian Mafia King and the Black Beauty

Chapter 84

I have standards.
I don't plan on lowering for anyone.
Including myself.

- Zendaya 

Him- Chan (Kane) Pov

I woke up to empty hands, she's not sleeping on my chest, where is she. I got up and stretched my arms before walking around the penthouse looking for Imani. It was dark outside and all the city lights were on, I checked my phone to look at the time and it was 8:00 pm, gosh how long was I out. 

"Anae", I called out and got no response.

Translation: Wifey (Korean)

"Anae", I called out one more time and I didn't get a response. I was getting nervous and started worrying, I know you think I'm being extra but you have to remember I'm a mafia boss and the most powerful one, I have enemies everywhere looking to kill my wife. I can't let my guard down. 

 The penthouse was too silent, my instincts told me something was up so I grabbed my pistol and started walking up the stair to the main bedroom. With the pistol in my hand I slowly opened the door and what I saw melted my heart, it was Imani sleeping on the bedroom floor next to her suitcase surrounded by sneakers.

"Jagiya, wae badg-e nuwoiss-eo?" I whispered in her ear as I gently lift her and place her on the bed, tucking her into the soft duvet.

Translation: Baby girl, why are you on the floor? (Korean)

After placing her in the bed, I walked out of the room to go make myself something to eat. I decided on going for kimchi fried rice, I can't make it better than my grandmother  but I'm amazing in the kitchen. A few minutes passed, I was still cooking until I felt a pair of small arms wrap themselves around my waist. 

"What are you doing?" her sleepy voice said.

"Making food, why are you up, you were laying on the floor and I put you to bed a few minutes ago".

"I fell asleep on the floor?" she asked in disbelief.

"Yes", I responded and she buried her face into my back, out of embarrassment.

"What are you making?"

"Kimchi fried rice, you want some?"

"Yes please", she replied. I turned around lifting her by the waist and setting her on the counter top.

"Then sit here and wait for the chef to finish", I said playfully as I kissed her forehead and continuing with the cooking".

"Yes, chef".

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We finished eating and now we're in bed, Imani playing with my hair as I lay in between her thighs, placing soft kisses on them and rubbing them.

"You ready for tomorrow?" I asked.

"No not really, I'm going to be exhausted and I'm very nervous to meet your family members and mine. What if they don't like me nor grant me their blessing? Then what will happen, what if-" she's overthinking this.

"Shh, my grandparents already know of you, I tell my grandmother about you all the time and she very excited to meet you. Don't worry about anyone else, I only care about you, I'm marrying you not them. As long as I love you and you love me, everyone else does not matter ok?" 

"Ok, now we need to rest we have a big day tomorrow". 

"Goodnight, I love you", she whispered.

"I love more mi amore".