"Until the day we die, 'Bella Darling."
Sequel to my book 'Champagne', reading the first book before is necessary to understand the events of this one.
| Mafia AU.
| Contains Angst, Smut and Fluff.
| English isn't my first language.
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"Kim Myungshi I've already told you to stop kicking your shit everywhere !"
Arabella sighed, watching her son's little curly head run further inside the house.
Even though it's been a year since Taehyung came back, Myungshi always had this habit to run in the living room to check if he was really still here, if he didn't leave again.
And he always found his father sitting there, waiting with a smile on his face, the after-school snacks on the coffee table and Myungshi's favorite show ready to play.
The little boy didn't have to worry about missing it anymore.
Arabella still had troubles adjusting to her westernized lifestyle and didn't know how to set up Netflix, but that's one of the first things Taehyung did when he moved back in with them.
"I'm gonna go crazy, I feel like I'm raising two children and I only pushed one out."
"Hi sweetheart.." Taehyung said with a smile.
"Shut up."
He snorted, watching her walk upstairs to go change.
Saying Arabella was a milf was an understatement, because she was actually the ultimate milf.
She changed into a comfortable outfit, a Skims bodysuit with a pair of shorts, her curly hair in a low bun.
[unrelated but am i the only one who wears a low bun around the house to not have to deal with my hair but still feel cute ?]
Myungshi didn't even notice his father slipped out of the couch, way too invested in his show, cheering for his favorite characters fighting through the screen.
"Get the fuck out." Arabella said, preparing herself a fruit salad, something she came to like because of how refreshing it was.
"Calm down woman I just walked in."
"And you're also going to walk out now." She answered.
"You can't still mad at me for that Sweetheart come on now.." Taehyung said, leaning against the wall behind him.
Arabella looked up from the cut board, glaring at him with the flames of hell dancing in her eyes.
"Keep throwing smiles in the neighbor's face and somebody's going to die, keep testing me Taehyung, just keep pushing." She said, the knife she was using making circles in the air as she talked.
"You're cute when you're jealous.." Taehyung tried to soften her up.
He knew his wife, and he also knew it wasn't a threat but a warning.
"You'd also look cute without a dick, ever since you moved in it's what she wants from you, if you don't have it she can't want it, problems solved."
"You know I can still get 'Arabella' tattooed on it, there's room for it." He said, leaning on the counter in front of her.
"This knife is dangerously close to your face, you know ?" She said, cutting some pineapple.
Taehyung looked up at her, lightly biting his lower lip.
"You act like you don't have 'Taehyung' tattooed under your boob.." He said in a slightly deeper voice, poking the lower part of her right breast, his index tracing the shape of her chest.
She slapped his hand off, planting the knife in the wooden cut board right with a lot of strength right between his fingers.
"I won't keep your dick wet."
"I didn't say anything 'Bella darling.." He answered, raising a brow as his tongue poked his cheek.
"Last time you looked at me like that we woke up Myungshi."
"Memorable.."
She took back the knife and held it to his neck with a small smirk.
"One more word.."
Taehyung tilted his head to give her more space, smirking back at her.
"Do it if you can, come on Sweetheart, cut it."
She scoffed, planting it back in the cut board, to mix her little fruits together.
"You piss me off.." She mumbled under her breath.
"And you make me hard."
"Once again you're gross." She sighed.
"Once again I want to bend over the counter and see you be the good breeding bitch you are for me.. What a shame you're on the pill." He said, poking her stomach.
"What a shame you can't shut up." She answered, slapping his hand away.
"What a shame you probably have to change panties now."
"Hope you gag on a piece of watermelon."
"Hope you gag on my dick and choke with it."
"Hope you die from a heart failure."
"Hope you die from a heart attack."
"Hope you catch balls cancer."
"Hope you choke on these nuts."
"Yeah and I'll turn into The Nutcracker if you don't start to watch your mouth." She answered, putting her little snack into a bowl.
Taehyung bursted into laugher at that, earning a glare from Arabella.
"You.. You out of all seven billion people on Earth tell people to watch their mouth ?" He asked, pointing at her.
However his amusement was cut short as she pulled his ear, making him hiss in pain.
"Aw, aw, aw okay I'm sorry Sweetheart.." He said, trying to escape her grip.
"I told you to watch your mouth." She answered, eating with her other hand.
"I'm sorry 'Bella darling shit.. So damn strong and for what." He muttered, massaging his ear as he walked at the other side of the counter.
He wrapped his arms around her waist, head resting on her shoulder as he pressed a kiss on her neck.
He noticed Arabella became softer over time, he didn't know if it was because of the trauma she went through when she thought she lost him or motherhood, but she was slightly more opened to affection.
"Give me some.." He asked, opening his mouth.
She elbowed him in the stomach, walking out of his grip.
"Why are you always so agressive !" He said through gritted teeth, watching her walk away. "I'll sue you for domestic violence."
She turned around, shrugging with an unbothered look on his face.
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