LEV PETROV (Wild Men Series #3) Book 2

Chapter 5

WARNING PARA EXCITING. LOLS.

MATURED CONTENT AHEAD. MAY CONTAIN SALACIOUS SCENES AND EXPLICIT WORDS THAT MAY BE HARMFUL AND DISTURBING TO SOME READERS. IT IS INTENDED FOR MATURE READERS ONLY. DISCRETION IS ADVISED.

LEV

Picture this. You'll push the door of your home using your right foot 'cause both of your hands are full, carrying your beautiful wife's soft body. You'll passed the threshold of your newly built home–kung saan tatakbo, mag-iingay ang mga chikiting na sisimulan n'yong gawin ng gabing iyon. Happy smiles are painted both on your lips, eyes shining with hopes of a distant future of marital bliss.

Perpekto, tama? Except it is not.

Isang damakmak ang aberya.

Una't obvious na rason-my right leg. It hinders me from carrying my bride, pero 'di ibig sabihin na hindi ko s'ya kayang isampa sa balikat ko. Which of course I did, by the way, much to Bree's anger. Mura at suntok ang inabot ko mula sa asawa. Ending natumba kami pareho sa sahig matapos kong matawid ang tarangkahan ng mansiyon ko.

Pangalawa, biglang may sumulpot na problema sa Club Idée Fixe. Namely, one of The Council's trusted soldato. The stupid fucker thought that he can sneak into my club, asked around, and escaped unscathed. Sa panaginip lang mangyayari 'yon. Agrianthropos particularly my establishements, are a fortress.

Kaya't wala pang sampung minutong nakaka apak sa club ko ang animal, nahuli na ito ng mga tauhan ko. When August pinged me, hindi na 'ko nagdalawang isip pa. I left Bree inside our mansion to talked to her dad's soldier. After the said closed door meeting, may mga benteng baling buto at basag na mukha akong naiwan. Let's not forget his three missing fingers.

Ngayon, nakatitig ako sa pangatlo at huling rason ng hinayupak na gabing 'to–ang gutay-gutay na puting damit ni Bree.

"Oh, husband. There you are! Did you see my surprise? Ganda 'di ba?" Namumungay ang mga matang bati sa akin ng asawa.

Nagbilang ako ng hanggang apat sa utak ko habang titig na titig kay Bree. She's now sporting a silk set of PJs and holding a pair of scissors in her right hand. Sa kaliwa ay tangan n'ya ang isa sa mamahaling lingerie na ipinilit ni Jonas na bilhin ko specifically for our first night.

I made a mental note to stop listening to James' husband's unsolicited advice.

"You don't like it? I-a-alter ko to fit it to your liking." She pouted, both of her cheeks are tinted with a cute pink.

Nagsalubong ang kilay ko. Is she drunk? I got my answer when Bree hiccuped and laughed. The little fucker giggled and it went straight to my sex-deprived cock. I balled my fist, my jaw clenched. Somebody will learn her lesson in a not-so-great way.

Tonight.

"Oh, it is more than beautiful, moya supruga. Isa iyang obra," sarkastikong ani ko.

Bree snorted saka ipinagpatuloy ang naantala niyang ginagawa. As if ruining the dress was way more entertaining than my presence.

Fuck. Sasakalin ko ang taong nagbigay sa kanya ng alak.

Snip. Snip. Snip. Snip.

I groaned. Nang 'di ko na matiis, paika akong lumapit kay Bree. Hindi s'ya natinag, tuloy lang sa pag gunting sa hinayupak na damit. But I saw her back stiffened when I'm just few steps away from her. Ilang segundo siyang nakatitig sa dress shirt ko saka bumaba sa kamay kong nababalot ng gloves ang mga mata niya. Her mouth hangs open.

Puta, kilig ba 'tong naramdaman ko bigla?

"It's not my blood. You don't have to worry. Sabi mo nga, demonyo ako. Lucifer or Satan don't need my presence in hell for the foreseeable future."