I slept for at least 15hours, it's almost 3 pm, and only now am I opening my eyes. Damn how I need it.
Once I put my feet on the floor everything will be real, my best friend is hurt, I lost my job, that shit I can't get over it yet. And I'm married to Niccolo AKA my best friend's brother AKA mafia boss.
My life would be a great fucking book.
Can I just stay in this bed until I don't know forever?
I need Andrea to help me deal with my shitty life.
With that thought in mind, I get up and get dressed in something comforting, I don't care if the hot guys will see, I don't care if Niccolo will see, my depression mode is on until I get my shit together.
That may take a while.
I go to the bathroom, wash my face, brush my teeth and hair.
Messy bun it is.
Still rubbing the sleep out of my eyes I walk out of my room looking for Talon, but I don't find him instead of on the couch, watching Tv with MY mug full of coffee is Niccolo.
Maybe now I am doubting a little my choice of clothes.
Because he looks fucking hot in that navy suit.
What? No, I don't care.
"That is MY mug, what are you doing here?"
"I'm here to see my wife." He said, too serious it actually scared me.
"Very funny. Now, what are you doing here?" I say and reach for MY mug.
"I wanted to tal-"
"Jesus fucking Christ, what is this? Ever heard of sugar? Yuk!" I say after spitting the coffee back into MY mug and giving it to him.
"I don't like sugar. And I'm not drinking that now."
"You're sick. Anyways what were you saying?"
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