'SHE CAME INTO HIS LIFE, AND BECAME IT'
The most powerful and ruthless member of the 𝐝𝐞'𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥𝐨 family and the top business tycoon of Italy. Everyone fears him , his own family infact. 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐮𝐬 has a permanent scowl on his face. A devil...
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My Husband walked through the door, shutting the it behind us. His tanned skin gleamed under the golden lights. His body was covered in red trail of crimson blood and sweat. His thick jet black hair was ruffled, some strands resting on his forehead. His grey eyes darkened on seeing me in his tshirt. It is not my fault, I couldn't find any other clothes......okay okay! Maybe I did find it, but I wanted to wear his.
His kissable plump lips curved into a smile and he drew his lip between his teeth, eyeing my body. Is it hot in here?
"Baby" His rough voice tickled my ear. I almost run into his arms, my safe place. I think that I'm obsessed with dari but that's okay, he's my husband so it's okay for me to be obsessed with him. What if he hands me to the po-po though?
Oh wait! We're the law. Aackk.
"Dari" I reply in a gentle voice. I take small steps towards his large body and pull him by his shirt. He grinned and sat on the bed. I stood between his legs as he pushed his knees apart leaning back a little, his large veiny hands wrapped around the back of my thighs.
"Are you okay?" I ask, running my hands through his dark hair. He hummed roughly and nuzzled his face into my tummy making me giggle. Hehe, I feel funny.
"Is dad okay?" I ask again. There was suddenly absolute silence. He stilled in my arms, not moving one bit. I look down at his face, but it was hidden in my tummy. What has happened?
"Merda baby, you'll hate me" he rumbled, I almost feel bad for his hair. My man stresses to much. "Dari, please talk to me? I-I might be upset with your decision but that doesn't mean I'll hate you for it. I could never hate you. And It's always better to communicate" I sit on the floor infront of him, he looks down at me and his eyes sparkle, softening.
"You're so pretty" I blurt out. He chuckled and pushed his face forward. I sigh dreamily and run my fingers along his rough white scar. I love it. Gliding down, I reach his jaw and move my thumb across his sharp jaw.
"Such a pretty baby. Thankyou little wife." He said. Dari bent forward and grabbed my jaw and tilted my head up, he traced my jaw with his thumb while his misty grey eyes remain fixated on my lips .
He pushed himself off the bed and positioned on my side, on the floor. He grunted cussing under his breath as the distance between us was to much. Dari extended his tatted arms and pulled me by my tummy and positioned me on his lap, making me straddle him.
"Can you tell me what's bothering you?" I question cupping his jaw. He watch my movements as I rub my hand on his sharp cheekbones. Dari forwarded his face towards me and I inched closer too. He slightly brushed his nose against mine, making me giggle. He's cute like that.
