It was simple.
He need a wife and I needed protection from a crazy stalker ex boyfriend.
Now there is no going back.
I'm his wife now and he is my husband
His Donna.
My Don.
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"I will burn this whole fucking city down if i have to," he decl...
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The morning did not feel as good as the night before. As always Arensio is nowhere to be found.
It took longer than usual to get ready but once I was I headed outside my room.
Lauren and Vera also come out of her room and we meet face to face. "What the matter with you?" Vera asks me
"I'm so fucking sore," I groan.
"Yeah I bet you're torn to shit," Lauren added.
"Lauren!" Vera yelled
"What?! I bet the whole neighborhood heard them going at it about bunnies rabbits," she said. Vera drags Lauren away. I slowly walked down the stairs. Arensio put it on me last night. I think I need an ice bath.
The whole house seems quiet. So I headed over to the kitchen and began to brew some coffee and make some breakfast. I pop some frozen waffles into the toaster and turned on the tv
As always the news is on. A bank robbery, two murders, and an attempted kidnap of the mayor all happened in the last 24 hours. Well, that's Los Alamos for you.
The smart option would be to get out while you can but the cost of living is so low that it cost about 600 dollars for a 2 bedroom and 2 bathroom apartment. You can't bet that and those apartments are pretty average.
The toaster dings and I grab two plates. One for me and one for Angel. Add some butter, syrup, and whip cream and I got the perfect breakfast. I added some french vanilla creamer and some sweet foam to two cups.
Since Angel's room is downstairs I placed both plates and cups on a tray and headed to her room. This brings back memories. When we were little kids my mom would work longer hours so I would make us breakfast and we would be together in our room and watch our favorite cartoons.
I knock on her door. "Angel," I called out. No answer.
I opened up her door and to my horror there she was with Lorenzo right behind her.
"OH MY GOD!" I screamed dropping the tray.
Both Lorenzo and Angel separated from each other and grabbed some pillows and blankets to cover their naked bodies.
