𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙣𝙜, 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙮𝙤𝙪.

𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖕𝖙𝖊𝖗 27

"Wifeyyyyy. It's time to wake upppp." I sang.

"nooooooo," She whined, turning over and pulling the blanket.

I decided to do something naughty.

I laid down beside her. Her adorable sleepy face was facing me. I slowly let my hand travel in her shorts and underwear. Next thing she knows, I shoved two fingers in her, making her moan but I cut off her moan with a passionate kiss. She kept moaning into the kiss until I pulled out and left her there as I went to the bathroom.

"Why would you do that?" She asked angrily, stomping her way in the bathroom.

"To wake you up." I said bluntly.

"You're so annoying." She complained as she was about to make her way to the bed.

I smiled as I grabbed her wrist and brought her closer to me, pinning her to the wall.

"You're cute when you're sleepy." I smiled.

"Thank you." She said.

We both looked at each other and started laughing. I kissed her and she kissed back lazily.

"We have a ball today." I said as she went to shower.

"I know. I got a babysitter to babysit Nirusha." She replied, turning the water on.

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It was time for the ball and we dropped Nirusha off to the babysitter.

"Baby we have to go." I said, checking my watch.

She came down the steps in this beautiful silver dress that showed her torso and had silver detailing on the torso. There was a built in cape and the dress made my wife look like a fucking queen. Well, she is a queen. She's the mafia queen.

"FUCK!" I screamed, startling her.

"WHAT!" She screamed back.

"Sorry I fell for you all over again." I smirked.

"Asshole." She rolled her eyes.

"Shall we go milady?" I winked.

"Yes we shall." She held my hand as we left for the ball.

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Shortly later, we arrived. We started greeting everyone and talking to other mafias. Some mafias were making alliances with other mafias and many were trying to make an alliance with our mafia but we always declined. None of them were beneficial for us.

"Wanna dance tesoro?" I asked.

"Of course tesoro." Nishani replied with a smile on her face.

Her smile makes my day.

We started dancing. My hands on her waist and hers wrapped around my neck. I twirled her and brought her back closer to me. I leaned in to kiss her until I heard a gunshot. The body in arms crippled to the floor.

"NISHANI!" I yelled.

I dropped to the floor, holding her in my arms.

"Don't you give me up. Please don't give up." I sobbed.

"I- love y-you." She stuttered. Someone ripped her out of my arms and he was wearing a nurse suit.

"NO NO NO GIVE HER BACK!" I yelled. Aadithya held me back while the nurse said the words I could never forget.

"Sorry sir. She's dead." He said while taking her body away from me.

"NO SHE ISN'T! YOU HAVE TO BE ABLE TO DO SOMETHING!" I yelled.

"I'm sorry sir." Was all the stupid nurse could muster.

I was speechless. Aadithya hugged me while I sobbed in his arms.

"No. No. I love her. She can't die. Nirusha. Nirusha needs her mom." I didn't know what to say.

"I'm sorry, Niroshan." Aadithya said while rubbing my back.

I can't believe it. There's no way. No fucking way. She can't be dead. She has to be alive. I fucking love her. I love her so much. She's my wife. She's the mother of my child. Please. I can't live without her. I need her. No. no. no.

I went back home. Without her. The babysitter dropped off Nirusha and she was in her crib, asleep. I changed my clothes. I looked in the closet. It had all her clothes. The beautiful dresses I bought for her. Her heels. Her accessories. Her makeup. Everything in our room was hers. I can't fucking do this.

I heard cries in Nirusha's room. I rushed over and picked up Nirusha, calming her down.

"Shh it's okay baby." I said, calming her down.

"M- mama." I heard Nirusha say.

Holy shit. That's her first word.

"Mama?" I asked.

"Mama." She replied, looking all around the room.

"Mama, mama isn't home right now." I said with a sad smile.

She simply nodded and I left her in her crib to sleep. I walked back to my room and shut the door, leaning on it and falling to the floor. I broke down.

How the fuck do you tell your 3 month old daughter that her mother just died right in front of her father's eyes?

I looked at the portrait hung up on the wall. It was our wedding day photo. Fuck. I cried even harder. She had my heart. She broke my heart. Whoever the fuck shot her is going to die.