Domenico Ferrari is the head of the Italian mafia, he has the dream life. A beautiful wife that he loves and a business that's going very well.
But he soon is given info that leads him to believe his wife is cheating on him. With 'proof' he has no c...
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Oh shit
Her deep brown eyes plunged into my own, unfortunately she looked away breaking our stare.
I closed the car door and fixed myself before we both started walking to the entrance.
This was the most awkward situation I've ever been in but I know she's been through worse.
I got to the door first and held it open, when she walked passed I kept my head down as to not put myself in a worse position.
My dick was still infuriatingly visible I just hope she doesn't see.
I cannot fuck this up
I followed after her and she was already walking to our table.
When we got to our seats I pulled her's out and sat down quickly.
I waited for her to get comfortable before I said anything.
"So..um how are you?" I asked.
I was trying to hide my nerves but I'm sure I was failing.
"Good and you" her answer was short.
"Not the same" I said rotating my watch.
"Hm" she hummed carelessly looking at the menu.
"Isa I know you and I have issues and I caused them with my plain idiocy but I want to fix my mistakes" I rushed out.
"I know" she said simply.
"I know what you did, and I know you want to fix it. But what will you do afterwards huh? What do you think we'll just get back together as if nothing ever happened, we're divorced if you forgot" she said.
Yeah I'm done for
"I just want to get back what I lost I had everything and threw it all away in one night" my hands started shaking.
"I just..I just want you to come back" I kept my head down afraid to see her reaction.
As a tear was about to fall from my eyes I felt a warm hand on mine.
I looked up and she was looking at me with a soft smile.
"Ya know I've never seen you cry before" she laughed.
I chuckled and wipe the salty water from my cheek.
"God woman you've made me cry more than I ever have in my whole life" I laughed.
She smiled and slipped her hand into mine.
I haven't felt like this in a long while, I rubbed my thumb over her soft skin.
"I've missed you mi amore" I said and kissed the top of her hand.
"I hate to say it but I've missed you too" she said, now with a pink hue to her skin.
"You know you don't hate it" my smugness was evident based off my smirk.
My stare was unnerving, I knew I still had an affect on her.
I always did, that won't ever change
We couldn't keep our hands off each other even if we were in cages.
I craved the sweet, honey suckle taste of her lips.
Not the one's up there either
I don't know what she used or did but she made it smell so good I never wanted to stop.
She was like a fucking siren
Luring me to my death
Heaven help my soul, my thoughts dirty my faith
My cock dirties my faith
And when I have the chance it will dirty my wife again
