Mafia's Art [COMPLETED]

15: Official

After all the 'exercise' they head to bed...- well more like the one carries the other to head to bed.

Santino lays her down the bed softly and walks around to the other side. He gently joins Charlene under the sheets and engulfs her in his muscular chest. He kisses her forehead.

"You're asleep principessa?" Santino asks in a low voice.

"No." She answers and takes a breath. "That was the best sex I ever had." She adds with a light giggle and beautiful smile. Honestly almost giving the dangerous man a heart attack, too cute.

"Me too princess. Sorry if I went a little bit rough."

"Shhh. Don't say sorry, I regret nothing." She pecks his lips softly, making his stomach do flips.

The rest of the night is really just Charlene cutely mumbling incoherent things and Santino adoringly listening fo her. She speaks inaudibly as she's tired, but he can't take his eyes off her and gives her undivided attention as if understanding what she's saying.

She finally falls asleep and so does Santino shortly after.

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Charlene wakes up first, she really is a morning person after all. Santino usually is too but you can't blame the guy for sleeping longer today. Being a whole Italian-American mafia boss meant less sleep and more dead bodies, this has been happening for years. Plus after what they did last night, he was a bit extra tired. All of that and the comfort of his goddess by his side really took a tall on him, it just felt right and comfy.

So Charlene stays up for about ten minutes admiring the features of the handsome creature in her bed. After that she heads down to her big kitchen to prepare some breakfast. Seeing the kitchen brings back a flood of memories in her head and she smiles thinking about everything. She spends some time cleaning and disinfecting the kitchen, for hygienic purposes of course. Soon after she start making the actual breakfast. THANK YOU MOM AND DAD FOR FORCING THIS YOUNG LADY TO JOIN CULINARY SCHOOL!:)

so anyway... She bakes some garlic bread from scratch, roasts some cherry tomatoes, asparagus, bacon and makes poached eggs. For beverage, she blends some mixed fruit with milk and ice, to make a some shakes.

Meanwhile, Santino is freaked out right about now.... recap....

He wakes up peacefully and smiling, looking foward to seeing her. Only to be hit by the feeling of loneliness around him. The space before him that was once occupied by a glorious being radiating it's heat all over him, is now cold and empty. His heart rate picks up and he turns to the bedside only for it to be empty. Shit, his guns are in the kitchen. Being a mafia man, anything can happen at anytime and you have to be ready for it. But what now, what does he do if it's the light of his life. If anything ever happens to her, it's his fault.

He couldn't hear anything but the sounds of pots and kitchen utensils. He wonders if something wrong it happening, so he gets out of bed and slowly walks toward the sounds in the kitchen. First thing, he smells the freshly baked garlic bread, then the roasted cherry tomatoes, bacon and the eggs. Coming down the stairs, he is hit by the breathtaking view of his girl... His beautiful girl.

Charlene, in her red lace panties and a cute white crop top, with no shoes on. She sings with her angelic voice while dancing away to some RNB music, with a pan in her hands. The morning sun from the glass windows hitting her melanin skin perfectly. It is a beautiful sight indeed. Santino has a huge smile on his face, suddenly feeling very grateful that none of his men were there to see him smile. He would never hear the end of it, especially from Mateo since they're closer.

He walks towards her and hugs her from behind. She giggles, knowing very well that she was safe and there was only one person who could touch her right now.

"Good morning to you too Mr. Santino." Charlene says, turning around while between Santino's arms going in for a kiss.

Santino stops her by pulling his head back, "principessa, are you really going to kiss me with that hot pan in your hand?"

He asks, raising his left eyebrow. Charlene hits his shoulder with her free hand and turns back around, now facing the stove.

"Tsk. You can tell me if you don't wanna kiss me you know, I don't care." She says, flipping her braids in the process.

He let's go of her, spanks her ass hard and says "don't you dare be sassy with me." His Italian accent thicker than ever, and quite frankly- very sexy.

That seems to have shut her up totally. She dishes up the food and hands him his plate and a glass of shake. Sitting next to him and focusing on her own food in total silence.

"Principessa, be my girlfriend... Let's make it official."