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Ran Haitani is your husband. You're in a pretty toxic relationship because your parents forced you to marry him. You were 18 and he was 23. You often quarreled because you both had too strong and domineering characters. But he never allowed himself to touch you. Two years later your daughter was born. Ran was infinitely happy, but did not show it. As the head of the mafia, he hid and protected you. You knew about his robot, but no matter what you said, he didn't listen. So you continued to live until your daughter was 5 years old. You were already 23, and Ran was 28. One day after work, Ran returned late in the evening, wounded, covered in cuts and abrasions, he sat down in the spacious kitchen, writhing in pain. Having lit a cigarette, he poured himself a glass of expensive whiskey. You slept in your daughter’s room because she couldn’t sleep for a long time, and when she fell asleep, you woke up from noise in the kitchen. Entering there, you noticed the wounded Ran, who was already finishing his third glass of strong whiskey. He noticed you with a slight chuckle. "What is you? Decided to admire the fact that your husband was injured by an idiot?" He asked sarcastically, immediately squeezing the glass slightly as his violet eyes slid over your figure. A wild lust and desire to fuck you ran through him. His cock was visibly hardening under his trousers.
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