Issues

CHAPTER 1

SKYE'S POV

I slowly came to from a deep slumber but kept my eyes closed. I could feel something going up and down my bare back. I smiled as I instantly knew what, or rather who it was. He did this every chance he could.

My lovely husband. Bernardo Moretti, he's 32 years old. We've been happily married for 5 years now. He's the mafia don of the Italian mafia and I'm a housewife.

You're probably thinking 'Oh, of course. She's a gold digger.'. It's not even like that. I used to work in corporate before I met Bernardo, or Bubs as I call him in private or B when we're around other people. When we got married, he insisted I don't work because it would be dangerous for me as a mafia donna.

Believe you me, I tried putting up a fight but it was no use.

How rude of me to not introduce myself. My name is Skye Moretti and I'm 28 years old.

Back to what's happening right now. Bernardo and I are in bed (naked because it's obvious what we were doing last night) and he's running his hand up and down my bare back. I love it when he does that.

Today is Saturday, which means we can sleep in and have the day to ourselves.

My busty chest is against his muscular one and with the angle of his arm on my arm as he's touching my back, I'm assuming he's leaning his head on his other hand with his elbow on his pillow.

I sleep on the right side of the bed and he sleeps on the left.

I open my eyes and sure enough, I was right on how he's laying. He smiles down at me and I can't help but smile back.

"Morning baby". He says in his sexy voice with a hint of an Italian accent.

"Good morning Bubs". I say as I smile at him.

He leans down for a kiss but I quickly cover my mouth. He furrows his eyebrows in confusion.

"Morning breathe" I saw simply to explain my action.

He rolls his eyes playfully and says, "You know I don't care about that. Can I get some love from my wife please?"

I giggle and let him kiss me. Of course this man had to escalate things and an innocent morning kiss turned into making love; not that I'm complaining.

We eventually get up from bed. I look over at the clock on the nightstand and it read 10:47. It's well into the morning.

Bernardo goes to take a shower. He wanted me to join him but I declined because I know it would have turned into something else.

Bernardo is a big, muscular guy. He's got a 6 pack, a deep V-line, big biceps, the whole package. Needless to say, he's very handsome with his black hair, forest green eyes, olive skin tone, celestial nose and plethora of tattoos. He's very attractive.

Which is why I don't understand why he got interested in me. I mean, I'm just a girl with fair skin, button nose, brown eyes and ginger hair. Oh and I'm plussize. Actually, to put it more accurately, I'm fat. I have big arms, big boobs, big thighs, a tummy (it's actually not that big), cellulite and stretch marks. I have no idea how he finds me attractive. And as you've probably guessed, I'm super insecure. And Bernardo hates the fact that I'm insecure but I can't help it.

While he takes a shower, I throw on his shirt from yesterday, change our sheets and make our bed.

And yes, I may be big but his clothes fit me.

Our room is a big room with a tan/chocolate brown colour scheme. Our bed has beige linen, duvet, pillowcases and it has bed posts and a headboard. On each side of the bed, there's a nightstand with a lamp. On the right side of the bed is a wall with a folding door, that spans the whole wall, leading to the balcony.

Of course there's a curtain for the folding door even though it's tinted and someone outside won't be able to see inside.

In the opposite side of the bed, in the room, is the lounge area. A 2 seater couch facing the massive TV with a single seater couch, on either side of the 2 seater, facing each other. In the middle is a coffee table.

Below the TV is a fire place. On the right side of the TV is a small hallway leading to the doors that lead to the bathroom and our walk-in closet.

Of course there's other decorative stuff in our room.

(A/N: imagine whatever you want to imagine as the room style and the other decorative stuff)

Our bathroom has his and her sinks with cabinets below them. One of those hug bathtubs takes up one corner of the bathroom opposite the sinks. There's also a shower with frosted glass and those shower heads with different settings and a toilet. Black and white marble is the colour scheme of the bathroom with hints of copper.

I hear the shower stop running so I know he's done and just when I finished making the bed.

I go over to the closet to pick out what I'm wearing today. I'm staying in today so I go for black thermal tights (the ones that cover the the feet as well), a loose black dress that ends mid-thigh and has sleeves that end at the elbows, and chocolate brown slides. Simple but comfy.

I feel arms wrap around my waist and I lean into his chest.

"Maybe we should just stay in our room today, keep to ourselves and spend time together", says Bernardo.

"We could do that. I can make us a nice charcuterie board and some other stuff and we'll have a mini picnic in our lounge. But let's go down and have breakfast first."

He has been busy lately with mafia stuff so we haven't spent much time together. This will do us some good.

" I like the sound of that and I love you in my shirt"

I turn around in his arms and wrap my arms around his neck and just take in the moment. After a while, I kiss him and go take a shower.

I brush my teeth, take a shower, put on deodarant and moisturise. Afterwards, I go to the closet to get dressed. B isn't in there so I guess he's waiting in our room. I tie my hair in a messy bun and go to our room.

He's waiting for me in the lounge. He's wearing a dark grey sweatpants and sweatshirt set, dark grey socks and chocolate brown slides that match mine.

He gets up from the couch, interlocks his fingers with mine and we go downstairs to have breakfast.

A/N: I'm not too sure about this chapter but here ya go. I hope your enjoyed it. Please excuse any spelling or gramatical errors.

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