𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐈𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐭 𝐖𝐢𝐟𝐞

17

"Boss." A man in a black suit knocked on the mahogany door with a tense face.

"Come in." A stern voice came from inside and the man opened the door walking inside.

There was a long table where 6 men wearing black suits were sitting beside each other and they seemed to be discussing some matters which was stopped the second the man entered inside.

"Have we got it?" The man who looked to be in his early thirties who was sitting at the center of the mahogany table asked while holding the cigarette near the knuckles between his index and middle finger.

He excluded an air of arrogance and superiority and seemed to be the boss among them. He has a well-sculpted face with a chiseled brow and would be count as a handsome man if not for the evil smirk plastered on his face.

There was a pin drop silence except for the sound of breathing and the noise of sea waves. The smell of cigarette permeate the air and there was already 4 or 5 butt of cigarettes sprawled on the top of the table.

"No." The man who had knocked before said stopping near the man at the center while facing the floor with a disappointed face.

Everyone sucked the air without exhaling it and they shuddered when cold air permeates the air not due to the air conditioning but from the man sitting at the center.

The man at the center clenched his fist holding the cigarette and gritted his teeth while emitting a murderous aura. No one inside the room dared to breathe due to fear of the man and a hiss escaped his lips when the cigarette burns his fingers.

"Boss." The subordinate standing beside him called while raising his head.

"VINCENZO DOMINIQUE." The man roared like a ferocious beast abruptly standing up and the chair fell behind him.

A dead silence clouded the room and then laughter filled the room. The same man who had just screamed laugh out like a manic and stopped as if he remembered something.

"What message has he left for me this time?" The man asked touching the antique watch on his left wrist and a killing intent flash on his eyes.

"H-he... I-I.." The subordinate stammered not knowing how to speak out.

"Speak." The man shouted scaring the hell out of the subordinate and the men sitting around the table shake their heads with their heads facing down at the table.

"Wait for me, Enzo Castello." The subordinate blurted out biting the bullet.

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"You are still angry with me?" Vincenzo back hugged me when I had just finished wearing the nightie.

"You like to tease me, huh?" I asked back tilting my face to look at his handsome face.

"No. I just...do you feel it?" He asked in a hoarse voice and I felt something poking me hard on my butt.

"Still not satisfied!" I exclaimed swatting his hands away from my waist and take a step back. 

"I'm never satisfied when it comes to you." He walked to me and cupped my face in his hand. 

He leaned his face to seal our lips together and hold me like I'm some kind of treasure. He kissed me slowly as if telling me that he loses his patience when I'm with him and he too does not know why he is like that. 

After a minute or so he pulled away from me and gave me a heartwarming smile. His smile was contagious and I too smiled burying my face on his hard chest. He had worn a vest with shorts and I could feel his arms muscle. 

"What do you want to eat?" Vincenzo asked placing his head on top of mine and the next moment my stomach growls making the man laugh out loud.

"See. You always laugh whenever I'm embarrassed." I smacked his chest giving an accusing gaze to him. 

"Amore!" Vincenzo tried to hold my hand but I retreated my hand walking away from him.

"Ahh..." I yelped when I put more force on my sore legs and my lower region hurt badly. 

"Amore! You okay?" Vincenzo sounded distressed and he grabbed my arm helping me to stand properly.

I ignored his questioning gaze and remained silent standing in the same place. He had just laugh at me so I will let him laugh as much as he wants.

"Amore! I will carry you to bed." Vincenzo declared and without my approval, he carries me in his arms walking out the closet.

I remained silent letting him do whatever he wants and did not voice out my opinion. He then placed me on the bed and taking a glance at my sullen face he walked away. I did not bother to look where he had gone and stretch my legs to lay comfortably on the bed.

I then close my eyes resting my head on the headrest and heard footsteps coming towards the bed. I did not need to open my eyes to know who he is as Vincenzo and I were the only ones who are currently residing here. 

Then I felt some movements on the bed and a hand move my nightie upward till it reaches my hip. His sudden action startled me and I opened my eyes to see him holding a medicine tube in his hand. 

"Let me apply the medicine." He sounded guilty and almost pleaded with his eyes. 

I was about to stop him and kind of feel shy when I imagine him applying the medicine down there but I nodded averting my gaze. And I helped him to pull down my underwear while hiding my reddish face with my waist-length hair. 

Also, it's not his first time as I remember him applying the medicine on our wedding night when I had passed out from the intense pleasure. 

"I will try to restrain myself from now on." He vowed while gently applying the medicine and I turned to look at his serious face.