Alexander was in the training field longer than required. When he told his uncle Jones what happened between him and Ashly, he told him to inform Monika to leave the Villa as soon as possible. His uncle started laughing his ass off, which made Alexander even angrier. Seriously, he is the Mafia Don, and his uncle is laughing at him as if he were nothing. Alexander huffed, thinking all those things, and continued his training. He just hoped that when he goes back to his room, Ashly's mood is good and his wife doesn't throw him out. Ashly gave him the silent treatment the previous night. And his way of dealing with it is by staying away from her as much as possible. Well, he didn't do anything wrong, and Ashly needs to understand this. She needs to believe in her husband. But now Alexander has started missing Ashly. He never liked spring. In the North, spring didn't last even a few weeks. Summer lasted a maximum of a month. Winter lasted for more than ten months. He was born in the

Ashly was sitting alone in the meeting room. She was so sunk into the book she was reading. It's been a month since Monika left, and it's not like Ashly didn't feel bad when Monika cried in front of her, but what she can do She never likes to share her things with others. And it's not a bad thing because, apparently, her husband is also the same. Well, talking about now, she was reading a book called "The History of the Mafia Kingdom", when Zia entered the room. "Elder Queen and King are here to see you, Queen," she said with a glint in her eyes. Ashly smiled. After the discussion between them about Monika and Alexander, she got really close to Mother Bree and Father Brandon. Ashly opened the door herself. And she smiled sweetly at her in-laws, who were having such excitement in their eyes, and then her eyes widened in shock when she saw that Mother Bree had a lively bundle of clothes in her arms. Bree chuckled at Ashly, who was sitting on the divan, staring speechlessly at the ba

When Alexander entered his room in the evening, he was greeted with the sight of his queen sitting comfortably on the divan, hovering over a book. His beautiful wife really likes to read the different books. Lucifer was lying beside her; it looked like he was sleeping. Ashly quickly removed her eyes from her book and smiled beautifully when she saw her husband staring at her. "Alexander..." Alexander pricks his son's nose quietly, without disturbing him. Alexander then joined Ashly and kept his arm around her shoulder. Ashly leaned her head back on Alexander's chest. Alexander kissed his wife's forehead. "Are you happy, honey?" Ashly asked, which made Alexander frown. "Happy? Are you kidding me?" Alexander cupped her face and looked into her beautiful eyes. "You are taking care of our child without any complaints; you are making everyone happy in my family; you are perfect in every way, love, and I am happy to have you; you are a perfect Queen and a perfect wife". Ashly moved fo

Alexander drew soothing circles on his wife's waist. Ashly was lying on his side, her naked body pressed against Alexander. She was tired and sleepy after a few rounds of sex. Alexander loved touching his wife's body in non-sexual ways. He loved to feel his wife. Her skin is so soft. Alexander stroked her limbs, massaged her hips, and ran his hands throughout her back. Ashly's body was soft and small. Her skin was really smooth. So touching her was such a stress reliever. "You really abandoned our son for sex, baby," Alexander teased her. "I didn't." Ashly snuggled on to her husband's chest. Alexander kissed her soft lips. "He is with mother and father, and mother said that he will take care of him so I can spend some time with my husband". When Alexander heard this, he sat on the bed and turned, hovering over Ashly. He started kissing her from her neck to her belly. "I still can't believe it. I can't believe that I have such a perfect wife, the most beautiful person in this wor

"All wives are the same. What did you expect?" Brandon poured a generous amount of wine into Alexander's glass. Both father and son, kicked out of their own rooms, ended up with each other. They were talking about their wives silly behavior. "I am Lord for God's sake, Father," Alexander whined like a child. "Everyone is scared of me, but my wife always kicks me out like a puppy". "Ahhh, Lord my ass, when it comes to your wife, you are nothing but a puppy". Brandon laughed when his son glared at him. "Like you, father". This time, Brandon glared at his son. Both of them took a deep breath and finished their drinks. "What are you two doing here". Brandon and Alexander heard a voice. It was none other than Joned. "What are you doing here, uncle?" Alexander asked while raising his eyebrows. "Well, Jace kicked me out". Both Alexander and Brandon burst into laughter. "Welcome to the kicked puppy community' Uncle". Jace glared at both of them. Both of them were laughing their ass