(Estella's pov)
My back hurts. That bed was so hard and uncomfortable. Why am I so comfortable. Now that I think about it this bed is much softer than the other one. And it smells sooo good. Almost like Alessandro. I open my eyes so quickly that I had to blink a bit before I can see the room I was in. I look around and see a beautiful dark room.
I look around and see the city view coming in through the floor windows. Such a beautiful view if you ask me.
I see in the corner a siloet of someone in a chair looking out into the city view. Don't fucking tell me someone else kidnapped me again. Ugh why me...why fucking me.
What story are we even on. I walk closer to the person with a pillow in my hand. I turn the lamp that was next to the person to see my soon to be husband. Damn when can he never look hot. I want a mini him in me nowwwww.
"Love are you up?" Oops did I wake him. He opens his eye and I peck his lips quickly and go back to the bed he had put me in. Is my best guess unless another guy did than well I don't know. He gets up and sits right next to where I'm laying down.
"Can I have an actual kiss amore mio" his Italian is so hot. How the words just roll off his tongue. I wrap my arms around his neck and connect our lips. I miss these red kissable lips so much. We haven't even been apart for one day and I miss them so much. Our kiss leads to my hands being tangled into his hair. I pull away because I don't know how much he can keep in control.
More like you can't control yourself you horndog.
Hahahahahaha I'm so mean. He pouts but I pull him down to lay next to me. I'm gonna tell him I want a baby but when. No it's to soon. I'm so weird we have only known each other for 2 weeks and I'm thinking about this. I think its in my genes my parents had me like a month within meeting each other which is maybe because they couldn't get enough of each other but I don't really want to know what happen between them. Just thinking about it makes me want to...Yeah no I'm not thinking about that.
Does he was a heir or not. We are in the mafia I think he would want one. But does he want a son or a heir? Will he hate me if it's a girl. What if I can't have a baby. What if I'm infertile he won't want me. Will he? He'll leave me. Not want me...wish he never met me.
Why the hell am I thinking this we haven't even tried for a baby yet.
"Amore mio, en qué estás pensando?" He even knows Spanish.
(My love what are you thinking about?)
"Noth-"
"Estella you better not say nothing your about to cry." he said if in a serious voice but never raised his voice. How can a man like him exist. I don't deserve someone like him. I know he's dangerous but I was already born into this life and either way was gonna end up married to someone in the mafia no matter what I said. But he is different from what I've heard.
"Wh-at if I can't give you a kid....you'll hate me. Yo-you wouldn't wan-want me." I just sob out. Must be the hormones. Or just me fucking crying because I feel like it.
"Estella do you think I love you because you can give me a child." did he just say he loves me.
"I'm sorry your not ready for that and I sa-" damn he talks to much and I just smash my lips to his. He doesn't hesitate to kiss me back and place his hands on my hips while I'm startling him.
He flips us over so now he's hovering over me and looking down at me.
"Never say that I'll leave you." and connect our lips together again. I put my arms around his neck once again and bring our bodies closer to each other. Why do we have to have clothes on out of all times. That's disappointing extremely.
(That's short I'm so sorryyyyy my friends are spamming me see y'all next time Xoxo, Evelin)
Last edited on September 5, 2021
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