Rossi

Chapter 14

I finally finished packing for New york. We were only staying for one night and the next day but girls don't travel lightly. Marcello was waiting outside the gates for an hour now and I could tell he was getting impatient with the number of 'hurry the fuck up' texts he was sending me

I rushed downstairs with my huge suitcase wearing some black skinny jeans and a white crop top, I spotted Marcello leaning against his range rover looking down at his phone wearing his signature all black suit and silver rings and his wedding ring to top the look off

"I've been waiting here an hour" Marcello complained taking my suitcase from me and placing it in the back of the car

"Good for you" I remarked smirking to myself so he didn't see

"Watch it" He warned then let out a slight laugh "Get in" He pulled the door open for me letting me inside, soon after he got into his seat manspreading again then starting up the car.

"Where's Vince I thought him and his girl were coming with us?" I asked curiously to Marcello, his gaze already fixed on the road and one hand placed on the steering wheel the other on my thigh

"He went in his car, he's already at the hotel" He stated slowly trailing his fingers near my heat "Besides i'm not travelling with that asshole and his whore"

"Why can't you just be happy for him? I'm sure he's happy for you now that you're married?" I spat turning my head to look at him but his eyes still on the road

"Are you fucking him? Is that why you're so eager to defend him?" He growled

"Are you fucking serious? You think i'm fucking your brother because i'm defending him from you?" I scoffed folding my arms "You're unbelievable"

"Of course i'm unbelievable for thinking that my wife could potentially cheat on me it's not like she's done if before" He sarcastically laughed

"Asshole" I breathed, more angry than sad

Marcello stayed silent for a while gripping the steering wheel with both hands and driving way beyond the speed limit but i'm sure he didn't give a fuck

"We're here" He stated pulling into the hotel parking lot then getting out of his seat and slamming the car door behind him like a child having a tantrum. I stepped out of the car grabbing my suitcase and wheeled it in the entrance with Marcello just a few steps infront of me near the front desk.

Of course the woman at the desk was eyeing Marcello up and down the whole time he was booking our room, She was blonde with quite noticeable tits, every few seconds she would stare at Marcello in the eyes for a little too long than normal but Marcello didn't react luckily.

"Enjoy your stay" The woman said flirtatiously not even looking at me once

We were now in the hotel room and it was beautiful. The bed was huge and looked freshly cleaned there was also a huge black sofa and a flat screen tv attached to the wall with a balcony that came with an amazing view of New York.

"This is beautiful" Is all I managed to say but Marcello just nodded with no emotions showing

"Are you seriously mad at me for sticking up for your brother who you quite clearly treat like shit?" I put my hands on my hips Marcello took out a cigar and lit it puffing out trails of smoke before he answered my question

"I'm not mad" He calmly spoke " I'm jealous"

"Jealous? What's that supposed to mean?" I scoffed

"I'm jealous because he gets to go on dates and build a relationship with that girl and I can't do that with you because we were rushed into this, I want to get to know you I want to go on shitty little dates with you I want to see you laugh at my jokes but I feel we can't have that because of our situation" He admitted and I let out a sigh

"We can still do all of that Marcello, Just because we are married a little too soon than we expected doesn't mean we can't build our relationship up and do the things you want to" I spoke with reassurance placing a hand on his cheek softly I had never seen Marcello so vulnerable and I never thought he was capable of feeling like this.

He grabbed my face in his hands and pulled me in for a gentle kiss to my lips "I'm sorry" He mumbled then pulled away with a boyish grin on his face.

"Going soft again?" I giggled "What is it with you hm?" I continued smiling at him which made him also smile

"Go get ready for the ball we have to be there soon and I know how long it takes for you to get ready" I grinned at his statement and headed into the bathroom with my makeup bag and dress.

After about two hours I finally was ready for the ball, I wore a red silk dress with my whole back on display and there was a dangerous slit going up until my thigh, I had pretty intense makeup but not too much and my hair was straightened making me look more mature. My wedding ring also stood out on my finger which made me feel warm inside knowing that the man I married was the one for me.

I figured a red dress was a good option considering we're going to kill this sick bastard tonight for all the pain he's caused for my family and many others for that matter.

Stepping out of the bathroom I was met with my husband wearing a tight fitted white shirt with his muscles bulging out of it and tight black slacks showing everything in all the right places, his hair was gelled back which made him look even more handsome.

He eyed my body up and down taking in my beauty, he licked his lips and all he managed to say was "Holy fuck"

I smiled and walked towards him, my black heels clicked against the floor, My heels made me look way taller but Marcello still towered over me. He pressed a gentle kiss to my forehead "You look good" I spoke in a seductive tone placing my hands on his hard chest he snuck his hands to my ass giving it a good squeeze

"You better not be wearing panties" He whispered kneading my ass in his hands and I tried my hardest to hold back the moans

"You wanna find out for yourself?" I teased and he placed a hand under my dress cupping my sex and swirling his fingers around it, I let out a gasp followed by a deep moan, his middle finger poking inside my hole before quickly pulling out

"I would love to keep going but we have to be there soon amore" He rasped out taking his hand out from under my dress leaving me half satisfied "Wouldn't want to be late would we?" I nodded slowly

He saw that my hands were shaking from the nervousness of coming face to face with my dads killer, I had never been this scared before the man was dangerous there were so many things that could go wrong, what if Marcello is killed? What if I'am?. He held my shakey hand in his and pulled me in for a hug.

"I love you" He whispered in my ear

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