TUO AMORE (Mafia Romance) 18+

Chapter Forty Two

Amalia's POV

Lately, I've learned to appreciate life. I've learned to appreciate what I already have and the people surrounding me because so far, people come and go. It was one of the reasons why I found it difficult to bond with people in the first place. Yes, I've been married to Thiago for five years but it took me quite a few years to adjust to him and even up until now, I've never really confided in him.

However, there was an exception.

Tony and I had something different, something unexplainable. The thought of this man brought peace to my mind but I was intimidated because I knew the kind of attachment I've formed for him, it was unhealthy.

I needed him, the thought of him belonging to somebody else burned me. It wasn't jealousy, it was rage because nobody deserved this man.

No lo mereces.

Stop.

I snap out of my reverie and pull away from the pillow as I scrutinise my surroundings. Although it's been a little over a week since I've arrived here, it was still so unfamiliar to me to wake up in a huge setting, I was still adjusting to this place. I scrutinise the room until I felt a presence and so, I flip over and gently return to my pillow as I gaze at a sleeping Tony.

He was asleep, probably deep in his sleep because when I moved, he did not move or wake up at all. He was sleeping on his back, his beautiful face was facing the ceiling, while his left arm was tucked underneath his head. His right arm rested on his stomach, only further tempting me to move it and make myself comfortable in those strong arms. He was breathing slowly with both of his eyes closed. His lips were smooth, plumped and kissable even in the early hours of the morning. I froze on the bed when Tony inhaled deeply at some point, making his nose twitch a little before he gently exhaled out. I bite my lips as my heart palpitates, I thought he was awake all this time.

I was surprised when I learned that he was still here because I anticipated him to be gone straight after I had snoozed last night. Speaking of last night, my stomach aches as I reminisced the events of it, we completely wrecked each other.

As I linger in my thoughts, I slowly reach for his hand and as soon as I did, I shivered. His skin was warm and smooth, just as how it was last night. A chill rushes to my spine as I caress my finger on his hand before I gently lift it from his stomach and move toward him, positioning myself on his chest. As soon as I did, I released Tony's hand only for it to land on my back.

As I lay comfortably on his chest, I hold him firmly and snuggle closer to his chest, inhaling his masculine cologne, which nearly summoned my sleep. This was the best feeling ever because it's the first time I've felt this type of affection from somebody. Alvaro and Delores never offered me parental affection, Thiago never offered me his affection and the only person that had ever done that was this Pendejo and because of that, I cared about him.

"You either want something from me or you don't feel well."

I open my eyes and appreciate his voice when a small smile reached my lips. His deep sleepy voice filled my ears as I stop moving. When I glance up at him, he was finally awake.

"No pendejo, I just want to lay here with you until I don't feel like doing it anymore."

"Why?"

I freeze on top of him and stifle a laugh before I glance up and stare at him with an unusual look.

"You're right, I don't feel well. You fucked the life out of me last night and now, it hurts to move."