After 8 generations the American mafia finally had birthed not just one but two girls.
Demontre and Angelica Smith along with their triplet brother were the hearts of the American and the Italian mafia.
Suddenly their hearts were shattered when th...
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"Hey bambina." Picking my head up away from the mountain of paperwork I'm met with the sight of those chocolate hazel eyes I love so much.
Fuck my husband is hot as hell is all I can think as I watch Ace walk over to me in my office, swinging a gift bag.
"Hey hot stuff," I winked before placing a small line on the paragraph I was at to keep my place. Giving me a peck on the cheek I back up and eagerly ask "Is that for me?" before making grabby hands at the bag.
"Maybe, maybe not," he smirked while jumping onto the top of my desk.
"Your fat ass is going to break my desk one day." I snickered and then grabbed the gift bag.
"Might break the desk when I have bent you over it one day," he countered while I reached into the bag, my hands feeling some soft lace. Pulling the lace out I'm met with the sight of some very skimpy black lace lingerie.
Taking my eyes off the flimsy pieces of cloth I meet Ace's mischievous look on his face. "I thought you needed some cheering up since the girls are gone so I got a gift... for both of us," he snickered.
"So what? You thought my wife misses the girls, so let's make more kids?" Raising my eyebrow I can't help the laughter that sneaks out.
"Maybe you should try it on? Just to make sure it fits you know?"
"After all those years if you still don't know my size we should get a divorce." I exclaimed which earned me a pout since he clearly just wants a show and probably to grab my ass in the lacey set.
Sighing overdramatically he crossed his arms over his chest and attempted to give me a puppy dog look. "Reese come on I'm dying we haven't had sex since the quickie after lunch! If you don't want to wear can you at least pop a tit or something?"
That quickie was like 3 hours ago... honestly having a husband that is obsessed with you isn't even that exciting.
"OH FUCK" "EWW" "You guys are to old to have sex"
Was suddenly heard, tilting my head so it was peeking out the side of Ace's ribs, and I see my 3 oldest spawns. "See I told you! Lock my office door before you come in." I scold Ace.
I've told this man thousands of times to lock my office door when he comes in. I swear to Satan, Ace is just as bad when it comes to listening as the other bitchs.
I mean the rest of the family, not bitchs.
Anyways.
"Don't worry I'll remember now," he scoffed before murmuring something about being cockblocked by his children. As he got off my desk to sit at one of the chairs across from me.
"So what's up?" I asked.
"Uncle Ry texted the family gc he had to see us," Ezekiel shrugged.
"Something you two would know if you weren't out here slutty it up," Thomas shuddered while plopping down into one of my sofas.
