People might've known him for his gentleness, kindness; perhaps fortune but how come they only knew him on his mask? He has spent his life maintaining the image of a good well-known normal guy in the neighbourhood but the thing is, he's not any normal.

For a man who had devoted his whole life in doing crimes— blood staining his hands in order to continue the empire that his father has built. He has no patience for someone who gave him nothing but cowardice.

Says, Time isn't full of decay shits for Lawrence— for him, it was a calculated mass of digits and it meant that every hours, minutes and seconds of his day must spent in his private quarters; Skimming cases, Hiring skilled people to carry out heavy task for a secret agent detectives; perhaps unaliving people who chose their greediness over loyality.

Unfortunately, He never knew that someone would dare to have their way in his life. Let alone marrying a person. Until he met you. well.. you were his head ache. not typicall but you're worst that just a head ache to him.

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Its been 4 yrs, he's still beyond belief. Maybe irritated that you've been pestering him about how he doesn't give a single fck about you which was too much after that FBI prank you pulled to him tonight.

"Ah, you're mad at me? you don't love me anymore-, you think im annoying, you dont want me here okay..fine I'll sleep at the balcon—"

He let out sigh and pulled his face out of the pillow.

"I swear to god, woman..." He said, rolling his eyes. sitting up to reach you instead even though he's so pissed and cranky right now.

"Get your ass back in the bed. You're not sleeping anywhere else but here, with me. You hear me?"