'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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I fiddle with my fingers, shall I wake him up? I want some sexy time. Will he think I'm being weird? Oh no rev, dari was asleep. His body was practically over me. his legs were entangled with mine, his head laid on my chest and his face was nuzzled in my boobies.
I try moving my leg but my husband grunts pulling me closer. I practically live in his skin. Not that I'm complaining. I try to poke his chest lightly but nothing works, so I do it again.
"Baby" he rasped in his husky sleepy voice. Help lord.
"What's wrong my love?" He removes his leg from mine and gives me some space so he can see me clearly. I look into my husband's beautiful grey eyes were stare into mine.
Don't say it rev, don't say it. He has work at 6 am and it's 3 already. Don't say it, don't say i-
"Would you still love me if I were a radioactive worm?" Oop.
"What the fuck?" My poor husband looked terrified. His eyes were filled with so much confusion and questions.
"Would you?" I narrow my eyes at him .
"Absolutely baby" he chuckled shaking his head. Dude knows it's my daily thingy to say these type of things.
"Good now sleep" ___________________________________
"Can you come here for a sec baby?" I hear dari call out, I quickly fix my dress and walk out of the bathroom. I was going out with Hayley today and dari was also leaving for office.
"Yes?" I ask standing infront of him. I watch as he smirks at me through the mirror. My husband was dressed in a white shirt tucked in black pants. He had his rings and Rolex watch in his hand. His tattoos poking through his throat and the chain resting around his neck.
"My pretty girl. You look absolutely mesmerizing baby. Gimme a twirl?" I blush holding his finger as I twirl around, showing him my dress.
A smile tugs his face and his hands grab my tummy pulling me into him, he takes my hands in his and kiss the back of it. I rest my face on his chest and he chuckles, throwing his head back.
"My shy girl" I smile. resting my chin on his chest, I look up at him. He's so beautiful. I love his beautiful eyes, his jabbed scar, his plump lips, his sharp jaw. Everything about him. I love it.
"I love you" I murmured pecking his lips. A light blush coats his face and he clears his throat.
As he walks out of the door, I remember something.
