Imprisoned by My Mafia Lover - Chapter 20

Chapter 20: Christmas Eve

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

{Yuna Burgert’s perspective.]

Tonight was Christmas Eve. The werewolves did not kill people. The witches did not drug people, and civilians and clergy were safe and sound.

‘When I woke up early in the morning, the narration of the program I had watched before suddenly appeared in my mind.

I turned my head and saw Andrew lying beside me.

After all the persuasion yesterday, I finally stopped Andrew’s beastly behavior, but I still could not escape the fate of sharing a bed with him. I sighed and tured to look at his eyes.

No matter how I looked at him, he was still a handsome man. When he closed his eyes, his cold and evil aura had faded a lot. He looked more like a young man with outstanding facial features. Why did he have to become a Mafia? If I were to not care about his identity, I might really be moved by him
because of his face.

“How is it? Have you seen enough?”
I saw Andrew open his eyes and speak lazily.

Iwas caught peeking at him, and I was embarrassed. I asked him back, “You’re awake?”

“Tm afraid I’ve died a hundred and eighty times since I was stared at by you.”

Andrew hugged me and kissed me on the forehead. “Good morning, my dear.”

After last night’s incident, I was already used to his sudden actions. I calmly replied, “Good morning, my love.”

Just as I was about to get out of bed, Andrew pulled me back and held me down. I turned to look at him. “What did you call me?”

Iwas just casually saying it. When he asked, I suddenly felt a little embarrassed. “Nothing.”

“Say it again.”

I shook my head and tried to break free from his hand. However, he took my hand and pressed it toward a certain part of his body.

“It’s fine if you don’t scream. I prefer you to use your actions to express it.”

I suddenly understood what he wanted to do. This pervert! I tried to pull my hand out with even more force, but I forgot that I had never won against him in terms of strength until I had no choice but to press it together with his hand.
“B*stard! Let go of me!”

“Lwon’t.”

He wrapped his palm around my hand and pressed it gently. I felt the pulse of my hand, and my face instantly turned red.

“L told you about our family’s tradition yesterday…”

“You’re talking about the tradition of a young girl, I’m not a young girl.”

“You’re thinking about such things so early in the morning, you pervert!”

“What kind of things should I think about? Tell me.”

Andrew’s breath landed on my cheek. “Help me, please… My dear…”

He was like a spoiled child.

I was held down by Andrew and could not move or resist. I had no choice but to imitate him. I whispered in his ear, “My love…”

While he was not paying attention, I quickly pulled my hand out and jumped off the bed to escape from him.

‘When I arrived at the dining table, Andrew was already sitting there with a calm expression.

There were five or six different types of bread, butter, seven or eight kinds of sauces, fried eggs, various kinds of ham, and sausages on the table. There were also some cookies and cranberry biscuits on the side.
“Miss Yuna, what would you like to drink in the morning? Milk, coffee, cocoa, or fruit juice?” The butler asked considerately.

“Coffee, please.”

I took two pieces of bread and could not help but glance at Andrew. He seemed to have done something, that f*cking pervert.

“What are you looking at?”

“Nothing.”

“Tsk, my fiancée left me alone on the bed so coldly this morning. Don’t you think you should give me some compensation?”

“That’s because you’re a pervert.”

Iretorted. When I thought about what happened this morning, I blushed a little. How could this person be so shameless to say it out loud and have the nerve to ask me to make up for it?
“Tm still a man.” Andrew shrugged. “Why don’t we go back to bed, and you help me solve my problem, and I’ll forgive you.”

“Don’t even think about it. Why are you always thinking such a thing?” I wished that I could wipe the bread with butter and throw it at his face. I also wished that I could choke him to death.
“Because I’m boring…” Andrew had finished his breakfast and was looking at me leisurely with a cup of coffee in his hand.

It was just as he said. He really had nothing to do.

“You don’t have any work to do?” I could not help but retort.

Normally, I was not someone who liked to argue with others. However, when I was dealing with Andrew, he would always make me lose control of my emotions.

“Nothing much’s going on right now,” he said.

“How is that possible?” I asked in surprise.

Although I had never been involved in his matters, as the head of the family, I still knew how many things I had to deal with. My father, who had never cared about me, was always working. Otherwise, I would not have been so miserable when I was bullied by my three half-brothers.
“To accompany you,” Andrew said with a cheeky smile.

Trolled my eyes.

“It seems like the two of you are progressing really well,” The butler said with a smile..