Chapter 30 Welcome To Hell

• Welcome To Hell
• Increasing darkness made me realize its time to wake up my fragile Snowflake. I tried, but soon realized that she was still mad at me. She was acting stubborn more than she was, which provoked me to thrust inside her, but she started acting like I wasn’t excited around her. I agreed to her demands, even though I knew she would not let her see the beaches of Miami again this soon, at least. She wanted to see the assurance in my eyes and I showed her. That’s it.
• She was pushing me from her all the time, but the need to touch her was more curial for me than her comfort as she was getting scarlet as she was an under watch of around twenty armed bodyguards. That brat's jubilant sound disturbed me from watching her. Hell, how can he smile so much and all time? Marcello, my younger brother. He handles arms business here, and he is very good at it, even at his young age. He got confused when my Snowflake greeted him the way I told her to, but within a fraction realized who taught her that.