Sometimes I want to walk in your shoes, do the type of things that I never ever do. So I take one look in the mirror and I say to myself baby girl you can't survive like this
~Christina
⚠️TRIGGER WARNING: ABUSE⚠️
AS I walk into the Siacrio company building I can feel the judgmental eyes beaming on me. It's one thing that I hate about being in the spotlight. Everyone can see you. There's not an inch that is private. Being the wife of Jackson Sicario has more downsides then upsides.
Jackson has an image to uphold, in order for nobody to go prying into the dark side of the family. So that means I have an image to uphold, the dumb blonde wife with a perfect smile. But I want someone to pry into my dark side. Because even though I'm smiling on the outside, I'm screaming for dear life on the inside.
"Momma? You think daddy will like my picture?" Charlotte asks as we stand in the elevator awaiting for it to stop on Jackson's office floor.
I look down at the angel who makes me want to survive my dark life. I smile down at her as I crouch down, and push her long blonde curls from her pink cardigan.
"I loved mine, so I know daddy will love his. You draw so good princess." I compliment as I peck her cheek, Charlotte giggles my in return.
As the doors open I stand back up as security ushers us out of the elevator. I keep my head up, and hold onto my daughters hand as I pass Jackson's slutty receptionist front desk.
"HI!" Charlotte shouts smiling at the two brunettes I chose not to know the name of.
Why would I want the names of my husbands sluts?
"Charlotte!" I hear someone shout with excitement.
"Auntie Gi Gi!" Charlotte exclaims as she races towards Jackson's sister Gia.
Gia catches her in a swift motion and spins her around, causing Charlotte to giggle loudly.
"Hey Gia." I greet smiling walking over to her.
"Hey Chrissy." She greets as we slide into a hug, "How've you been?" She asks and I shrug.
"Trying to keep up with this monstrous princess." I say jokingly and trying to turn away from a conversation I don't want to have.
Especially in front of my daughter.
"Oh I bet, I hear she's running things up in the castle in the clouds." Gia says referring to our penthouse.
I roll my eyes and smile at Charlotte's beaming smile, "How are you? How's Ricky and Leo?" I ask as she sits Charlotte down.
"Ricky he has his moments, but he just wants the same thing we all want. He wants the killer found. And Leo is giving everyone headaches as usual. They both just left, we all just let out from a meeting." Gia informs and I nod glancing at Jackson's black wooden office doors.
"Yeah we were just about to grab lunch with Jackson like usual. Could you watch her for me?" I ask knowing I have to go in alone first.
"Yeah sure, I'll take her to my office down the hall to hang." Gia says as she guides Charlotte down the other side of the floor.
"Don't tell your parents, but I have jellybeans too." I hear Gia whisper and Charlotte excited hoots as they walk into her office.
I nod at the security detail as the stand on both sides of Jackson's door frame. Opening the door, I step inside the office.
YOU ARE READING
The King's of New York
RomanceOne ruled in the spotlight, the other ruled in the shadows. Jackson and Leonardo Sicario were known as the Kings of New York. Their parents are infamous, their last names brings chills, it's said that if you look one of them in the eyes, all you se...