Married To The Mafia King

ts it. However, things took a new turn when he challenged a young mafia king and lost the battle. To remain in the mafia gang, King Zaron used one of his daughters in exchan

ed if I walk in on you like that." He smirked, and I grit my teeth. Is this young man from this planet? He always has his way of getting on my nerves, and it always works. "Tell me that when I'm in a bad moon, and have your head rolling on the floor." I glared at him, before walking over to sit before the mirror. "Good morning, little princess." He finally greeted me. Ok, isn't my brother crazy? Is he just seeing me now? "Good Morning to you too Mr , and where the hell are you going to looking so gorgeous," I asked, more like I was envious of him. My brother is the most handsome creature I've ever seen in my years of existence, not to brag, but he's the definition of perfection. "Nowhere princess, I..." "I guess you got no work to do dude, getting dressed for nothing, just to come here and intimidate me with your looks, like bro, are you this less busy?" I rolled my eyes, as I glanced at him, before I finally grabbed the hair dryer and switched it on. He smiled and giggled at the same time "Ain't I allowed to look good, huh? That's not fair baby, you're looking good, and want me to be exceptional, is that how wicked you can be, huh?" He asked, but I replied with an eye roll, and he scoffed "The last time I checked, you were supposed to join father in the meeting with the rest of the mafias, right?" I said, while blowing my hair, and I heard him laugh lightly, like what's funny with what I just said? "You haven't been spying on the old man, have you?" I scoffed repulsively. "Never!" He scoffed as he rolled his eyes. "Don't you think father will be mad at you if he finds out that you spent most of your time having conversations with me?" I inquired while giving him a questionin