He was war, She was peace.
He was death...but She was life.
Leonardo Rossetti. a stone cold killer. They call him the devil. The leader of the biggest and most powerful mafia on this earth. His got everything, looks, power, fame and money but his al...
"Leo..." I whispered in shock as I turn around to find him on his one knee holding a black velvet box with a diamond ring inside
A stray tear of joy rolled down my face as I gazed at the love of my life kneeling before me.
"Look...i know you don't exactly care about my money but at least let me make it special..." He took a breathe in and let in out before saying the words. "I love you and it's something I never thought I was capable of again, we never really had a proper wedding so...Laurella Salvatore, would you make me the happiest man alive and marry me?" He stared at me with awe saying those words.
I nodded my head and smile as he stood and placed the ring on my finger and pulled me in for a kiss as he spun me around in the air.
"I know the ring has black in it, but since your getting married to a Rossetti..."
"You didn't need to buy another ring...but thank you."
He placed a kiss on my lips and spun me around. He planned all off this for me...i took an oath to myself to be the best wife to him as I can be.
Later on we went back home and he told me to change into a robe which I didn't understand why but did it anyway. I war a black satin one with lace at the tips.
He lead me to a hot tub filled with rose petals and candles all around.
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"Your spoiling me." I say looking at him chuckling.
"That's because you deserve it."
"I don't deserve someone as amazing as you in my life." I reply turning back to the hot tub.
"Yes...you deserve better."
"Have you ever fucked in a hot tub?" He whispered on my neck sending shivers down my spine.
"No..." I reply as I could feel him smirk on my neck.
I just rode my husband in a freaking hot tub...holy fuck...
"Fun fact, if you bang in a shower, it feels like your making out in the rain." I slide the fork with a piece of cake in my mouth and turn around to see him smirking
"No...no it does not." I reply as we laugh.
"Why do men actually enjoy sex though? How does it feel?" I ask laughing. Note...we were both drunk also high..
"You really wanna know?" He asks setting his phone down as I nod my head.
"We enjoy giving pleasure to othe-" He says raising his hands and using an Australian accent.
"Stop. What was the need for the accent?" I chuckle as he grins.
"Do boys actually enjoy it though?" I ask once more.
"Yes. Very much. You see...when we eat the girl out it gives us pleasure to give you pleasure..." He smiles slowly and I stare at him blankly.
"It also feels fucking good inside." He finishes laughing as I do the same.
