My mafia wife is too Domineering.

Chapter 5 Encountering my Step-aunt

‘Lotus Mall’

Shanaya took me to the Lotus Mall, a unique and impressive five-story retail complex. My curiosity piqued when we arrived at the mall, so I asked her, "Wife, why are we here?"

She replied nonchalantly, "To get some essential items." We then went straight to the third floor, which was reserved for clothes and accessories. A voice abruptly called out to us from behind as we were moving.

“Ryan Ley”

I turned to look back and saw Alice beckoning. In high school, Alice and I were classmates, but we did not really talk much. She was, nevertheless, a sweet and kind person in my memory. Her looks were on par with Mina's. Consequently, I decided to approach her, leaving Shanaya behind.

"Hello, Alice. How have you been?" Since manners reveal a lot about a person's character, I asked in a courteous manner. I was shocked to see her answer, "What brings you here?" with a tinge of disdain as she crossed her arms over her chest.

I fumbled for an answer, running my hand idly through my hair. At last, I answered nonchalantly, "Just taking a stroll."

She burst out laughing, mocking my ability to simply stroll when I couldn't even afford to buy a dress here that cost $1,000. She said, smugly, "You are still studying, unlike my husband, who works here as a manager. Sorry, my bad. Yes, you were detained for a year, right? That clarifies why you are presently enrolled in your third year of college."

She made smug look while fiddling with her hair, saying, "If you beg me, maybe I could convince my husband to find you a job as a security guard here." Hahaha”

"I will pass," I said, turning to walk away from this apparent arrogant person. I wasn't sure why she had a grudge with me. She took hold of my arms, though, before I could move away.

"Why are you being like this, Alice? Why are you trying to ruin my mood?”

"You really don't know? Fine, let me enlighten you. I had feelings for you when we were in school, but you openly rejected me. Do you recall that? That awful day has stayed with me. No one wanted to approach me after that because of you. Now, I will let my husband discipline you, or I will have you apologize in front of everyone," she grinned and continued to twirl her hair.

“Alice, don't push my limits. It was you who initiated contact with me, not the other way around. Therefore, it is unfair for you to place blame on me." I brushed her hand angrily away, expressing my frustration.

“Your atrocious behavior is absolutely unacceptable. It appears that you have developed an inflated ego, but remember that you will always be inferior to me. You will never reach the level of success that I have achieved today." Just as she was about to hit me, someone stepped in and unintentionally cut her off. Bewildered, she insisted, "Who are you? Let go of me.”

Smack

Then a hard blow landed in her face and she found herself reflexively massaging her cheeks. Her shock soon subsided, though, when she saw the woman in front of her radiating a powerful, menacing energy. Alice was so terrified by the icy look in her eyes that she froze there like a rock.

"Who are you?"

Slap

“ You”

Perplexed, I turned to face my wife, who was standing there with a chilly expression on her face. Her manner sent a shiver down my spine even though she seemed calm on the outside. Confused by her reaction, Alice stared at me and reached for her phone, intending to call her husband. "You wait," she warned, "I'll call my husband."

She dialed the number and cried into the phone saying, “David, a b***h just slapped me. Come and seek retribution on the third floor in the clothing section." More and more bystanders gathered as time went on; some even began to film the incident.

“What caused her to become so aggressive?

"I'm not sure, but that man must have something to do with it.”

“Hey, did you hear her mentioning revenge for her husband?”

“Alright, let's see how this situation unfolds.”

A man in his thirties, with a potbellied arrived quickly, while huffing. In an attempt to ascertain the situation, he forced his way through the throng. Immediately, he went to Alice, who had a red handprint on her face, and hugged her.

"Who hit you, sweetheart?" he exclaimed.

"That b***h, honey," Alice said, pointing at Shanaya. His fiery eyes darted to my wife, and then back to me. However, upon laying eyes on her, his anger swiftly transformed into desire. ‘Wow, she is incredibly captivating. I must strategize my approach towards her,’ he thought.

He politely addressed my wife, "Excuse me, madam. Could you kindly elucidate the details?"

Slap

The manager of the mall was shocked when Shanaya slapped him, as his pride was very important to him. It made me wonder if she was venting her frustrations on him. When I noticed his response, I could not help but smile.

"Get your boss on the phone; tell him Miss Jonas is calling," Shanaya said impatiently.

"Who do you think you are? How dare you?"

Slap

"I am running out of time, so I told you to get in touch with him."

Alice covered her mouth, shocked, and moved backwards out of instinct. Her voice quivered. The manager, now intrigued, grabbed his phone to dial his superior.

"Sir, there is a woman named Miss Jonas, who is transgressing the guidelines by physically assaulting our patrons."

"What! Miss Jonas? I'm on my way, and both of you will apologize to her or face your termination!" he shouted.

“ What?”

Thud

As his phone crashed to the ground and shattered, he immediately dropped to his knees and continued to beg for forgiveness. He repeatedly bowed down and said, "Ma'am, I apologize deeply; please find it in your heart to forgive me."

The owner rushed over at the same moment and went to his knees. "Ma'am, please forgive me. I had no idea that it was you who had entered our store. I am so sorry for the thoughtless welcome," he cried out, trembling with remorse. Shanaya, on the other hand, remained silent and stared at Alice.

After having an epiphany, the manager attacked the woman physically, kicking her knees and yanking her hair. Alice also pleaded with her, expressing remorse and promising not to meddle in her life again.

"Wow, this woman is really tough."

"He must consider himself fortunate to have a wife like her, who supports him unconditionally."

"I wish I could be in his shoes. She's so amazing - if I had her, I would be completely fulfilled.”

The crowd murmured amongst themselves, with some expressing envy and others displaying jealousy. However, I had a different perspective. I pondered, 'Why are you so focused on her appearance but not on her personality? If you spend just one day with her, you'll see things differently.'

Understanding the unfortunate situation Alice was in, I pleaded with my wife, "Please, forgive her this once." She nodded in agreement and approached Alice with a stern look. She warned with a single slap, "Remember, he is my husband. If you approach him again, I will behead you mercilessly. Understand?”

She continued to confirm by nodding, clearly anxious.

The crowd turned green with jealousy after Shanaya's declaration, but they were powerless.

She then took me to a men's clothing store and told the salespeople, "Present the finest outfit for him." The price does not matter." The salespeople nodded and displayed a suit priced at $10,000.

I gave my wife a nudge to notice the price tag, but she didn't seem concerned. Instead, she handed me the suit and asked me to try it on. I only nodded, silently agreeing with her. I went to the fitting room and, after a short time, opened the door.

Creak

While Shanaya was preoccupied with choosing suits, she suddenly turned to face me and gave me a stern look. She then came closer and casually said, "I want you to wear this exact version for our honeymoon. Rest, I'll take care of everything at my villa."

Feeling embarrassed and flushed, I could not help but mutter to myself, 'Wow, this woman has no shame. Just because she doesn't have any, doesn't mean I don't. And how can she say it so publicly? Forget it, she's like a hungry succubus.’

Shanaya, feeling puzzled, held onto my hand and inquired in a deep voice, "Pardon me, repeat what you just said?"

Realizing that she had heard my comment, I quickly replied, "Oh, uh, nothing.”

After settling the bill, we headed to her mother's house in Macaber city. The entire journey, which lasted about two hours, was in complete silence. As we approached the gates, I was astounded by the beauty and opulence of the five-story villa. It reminded me of Shanaya's villa in Nivea City.

While she moved confidently forward, I could not help but wonder about her identity and family. ‘Why did she marry me, was it just because of a suggestion I made? Something seemed off, but what exactly?’. Frustration consumed me as we entered the hall, where two women were engrossed in gossip. I didn't recognize the lady on the left, but as I glanced at the woman on the right, a deep sense of hatred and anger washed over me. It was my step-aunt, Lancy Cannon, who was almost 39 years old.