Falling (Stefanielle)

Chapter 8

"Now that was hot, Mrs. Spampinato."

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The days were passing by quickly, the couple was already back in the city of Angels and had moved into their new place, their new home.

Stefania had started the search for her daughter again, Danielle supporting and helping her with it as much as she could. They were contacting people who knew Adrian, trying to locate his latest whereabouts, trying to find out about her daughter...but alas, all their efforts led to absolutely nothing.

However, in the midst of everything, it had been a week since the two last had sex. Danielle and Stefania had decided they wanted to get to know each other better first and have a fresh start to their 'relationship', since their first meeting was, well, a disaster.

The duo took each other out on multiple dates in the past week, somedays it even seeming like a playful competition of who could top the other's date and so on, but at the end of each day they would always hold each other to sleep.

Currently, the two were unpacking a few things that were still left to unpack after they had moved into their gorgeous house by the beach. It was a duplex house, with a breathtaking view of the ocean from the terrace. It had a small yard in the back, separating the sandy beach and their home. It wasn't too big neither was it small. In Danielle's words, it was 'Perfect for them.'

The couple had invited a few of Danielle's friends over for the house warming party tonight. Stefania did invite Cayson, but sadly he was out of town for the week.

Stefania noticed Danielle was a little quieter today than usual, as they were unpacking. She could feel all the thoughts echoing the blonde's head, but held off of asking her about it until they had finished with their chores.

Once they were done after a few hours, making sure everything was ready for when their friends arrive, the Italian made two much needed coffees for her and her wife. She walked back into their living room, watching Danielle who was still deep in her thoughts, her arms crossed and her gaze fixated on the fireplace in front of her.

The CEO slowly walked closer to her wife, hugging her from the behind as she handed one of the mugs over to Danielle. "What's on your mind, bella?" she asked, placing a sweet kiss below the blonde's ear. Danielle let out a content sigh, turning around in her wife's embrace, "Nothing, baby" she lied with a smile and took a sip of her coffee.

If it was anyone else, they would've fallen for the lie, but Stefania could see right through it, "Stop, bambina. I can tell there are some thoughts bothering that beautiful brain of yours, so talk to me about them?"

Danielle sighed, taking Stefania's hand in hers as she made them sit down on the couch, "I just—It's stupid." she croaked.

"It's not stupid if it's bothering you. And if it's anything I can help with, then I would love to."

The blonde looked down at their intertwined fingers, tears starting to puddle up in her blue eyes, "Do...do you still love him? Adrian?"

The Italian looked at her questioningly, "What—"

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked that. It's-It's just that you are searching for them again and...what if we do find them? What if when you see him you realize you're still in love with him? What if my dad forces us apart? What i—"

Stefania grabbed the panicking woman by her shoulder, interrupting her, "Hey hey hey...Danielle! Baby, breathe! Follow my breathing, okay?" The brunette took a deep breath, Danielle following anxiously.

The Italian pecked her forehead once she had calmed down, pulling away a little to look at the glistening eyes, "Danielle, I need you to listen to me now." she started.