my wife

chapter 7

„Well yes."

„Well yes what?", I ask. What is he doing?

We've been married for 6 weeks now. The first time we met was 2 weeks ago and I still know nothing about him. Well I saw him half naked but still he could've at least introduced himself sometime?

Suddenly he picks me up for lunch and wears a WEDDING RING????

I just don't know what's going on anymore.

„We're married, aren't we?", he interrupts my thoughts.

„We are, but isn't it just formal? And just for the record, I don't know you."

He looks over to me and giggles.

„You don't, but I do know you."

„No you don't", I say challenging him.

The car stops.

„We're here, honey."

WHAT. HONEY? My heart skipped a beat.

I blush instantly. No one has ever called me that. And no one has ever gotten this reaction out of me. Not even my ex boyfriend. Wow this is real isn't it?

We step inside the restaurant and it looks so nice and cozy. Such a cold guy like Emilio doesn't fit to this cute place.

Seems like he already had a table prepared for us. Clever, aren't we?

We sit down and order our food.

He looks at me and I look at him. It's like a staring contest. This time his eyes look different. I don't know how, but they are different. And right now he looks stone cold, not sexy in the slightest like 2 weeks ago, when he drove me crazy with his eyes.

We don't speak and I don't feel like I need to say anything. Our eyes speak for us.

„What's on your mind, honey?"

„Nothing.", I keep a neutral face.

„Nothing, huh?", he doesn't smirk but I know that he wants to.

„Yes."

„I'm not patient, honey. So, I'll ask again. What's on your mind?"

I sigh.

„I'm just wondering why you came."

He leans forward, arms on the table.

I watch every single movement.

„You said, I don't know you. That's why I want to get to know you."

Raising a brow I say: „Really?"

„Really."

Nah, this feels wrong. There's just something fishy about this guy. We've been married for 6 weeks. Why is he doing this now?

„What do you want to know?"

„Everything."

„Wow this is very accurate.", I almost laugh.

He just looks at me with that are you serious look?

„Ok fine, what do you already know?", this man exhausts me.

„Your name is Eliana Bello, 21 years old, you have a younger brother, Theo Bello, 18 years old, I don't think I need to mention your parents, you go to university and study management, you worked with your parents before marrying me and your family is the most important thing for you."

„That's all you know? And here I am, thinking you did a background check on me or do I just not know? Anyways you know enough, I want you know something about you, Mr. Mystery.", I smirk at him.

He giggles and says: „What is there to say? I own a big company, I am a very successful business man at only 30 years old."

„Ok stop braggin' that's not what I wanted to know.", I say with a disgusted look on my face. Does he think he can impress me that way? I'm not that easy because these are facts I already know.

„Then what do you want to know?"

I'm actually really curious about his background. His family. But before I could ask, the waiter interrupted us by bringing the food. He places the food on the table and I see Emilio not playing any attention to the food or the waiter. No. His attention lies on me. On nobody or nothing else but me. He never takes his eyes off of me. 

I can't tell what this is. 

I can't see what's in his eyes. I focus on my food.

I thank the waiter and we start eating.

I'm just getting more and more curious.

„I want to know about your family."

He clenched his jaw and fists, takes a deep breath and says: „Do I have to?"

He looks like a little sad, abandoned puppy.

„Yes, you know about mine. I think I deserve to know about yours too."

„Fine.", he looks grumpy now.

Wow this man changes expressions so quickly.

„Here in America it's just my brother, my cousin and me."

„What are their names?"

„My brother's name is Elio Romano and my cousin's name is Renzo Romano."

„Age?"

„Is this an interrogation?"

„Yes."

„28 and 27", he sighs.

„Occupation?", I don't ask anymore, it's more of a demand.

„Is this really about me?", he really makes fun of me. I wanna roll my eyes but I have to keep cool.

„Yes, but I need to know about your family too, don't I?"

„Of course, you're right. They both work for me."

„How about your family at home, italy I assume?", he looks uncomfortable.

„You know what, you don't have to tell me. Let's eat, our food is getting cold.", I grab my fork.

„No, I wanna tell you. And yes you're right my family lives in italy. There're only my parents actually. My dad's sick and I can't leave to visit him due to my work."

„Oh I'm sorry. I didn't know.", I feel so sorry if I knew I wouldn't have asked.

„No, it's fine. I would've told you anyways.", a weak smile. He looks so honest and human. Nothing like the description I've read online.

Suddenly his phone rings and his entire attitude shifts.

He answers the phone call and gets up.

„I texted Gabriel he will get you, he will bring you food too if you're still hungry. I have to get back to work."

„Ok, thank you."

We both walk outside. He gets in his car and I wait outside.