𝙷𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚘, 𝙼𝚊𝚗𝚓𝚒𝚛𝚘 | M. Sano ✓

7 : TRIP

" i suggest you should not drink that yet, it looks really hot" i said pertaining to the newly brewed coffee takeomi is holding

" Nothing hurts more than the pain of existing." he proceeded to chug down the whole cup without breaking eye contact

there is no one normal in this household.

its already 9 am and we should be in the meeting place at 9:30. bonten will have an transaction meeting with another large italian group but here in morocco. since Mikey is attending, i would go too. the meeting place is just in an exclusive hotel room since things are already in tact and they would just to sign the agreement

I didn't get a good night's sleep last night because of my own husband, which has left me cranky and easily agitated over even the tiniest things today. My mind was worn out from absorbing all of his craziness while I waited for him to fall asleep.

Thank heavens, when we got to the scene, all of the executives were prepared professionally rather than their usual silly selves. When the rest were just standing around us, Mikey directed me to take a seat next to him on the sofa.

i examined the man infront of us, he's supposed to be our business partner for today. he's at his mid 30's or 40's and he's dressed luxuriously with those all shiny gold accessories. his image screams rich but not as good as my husbando

" nice to finally meet you, Sano. and this lady beside you is?" he looked at me giving me a smile i dont know if its a fake or a real one though

before mikey could even say a single word i already introduced myself,

" Hi. im y/n. Manjiro's wife, best friend, nanny, guardian, babysitter, mommy, and also his part time spanker" I directed a cold statement at him. Without saying anything else, Mikey simply captivated my waist and pulled me even closer to him.

" i see. you got a great taste in women, Sano. so where did the two of you meet?"

i finally flashed a smile, " mental asylum"