His Guilty Pleasure

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Valentina's pov :

"Mamma." The little kid ran up to me and fell on my open arms.

"Hey sweetheart." I caressed my daughter's soft hair and started to tie it up. "Do you want some ice-cream love?" I asked her and she nodded her head excited. " I'll go get you some." I kissed her forehead and stood up from the ground.

I felt something pull at my dress and looked down. "Mamma?" My son asked me. "Yes love?" I kneeled on his height and he looked at my daughter shyly. "Can I please have some ice-cream too?" He asked me and I laughed. "Of course sweetheart." He smiled showing his dimples and started to ran to my daughter.

He hugged her and they started to jump around together.

I stood up from the ground once again and smiled as I looked at my two beautiful angels. I felt a hand snake around my waist and turned to look at my husband.

"Thank you." He told me and I smiled at him. "For what love?" I asked him and he placed a kiss on my temple. "For everything." I looked at him confused and he took my hand on his own.

"Let's go get them their ice-cream. Chocolate I assume, right?" He asked me and I nodded my head. "They definitely took that addiction from you." He told me and I laughed in response.

"I love you Val."

I cupped his face and looked at him lovingly.

" I love you more Vincent."

"Valentina open your eyes." He told me and I looked at him confused. "What?" I asked him and he shook my arm.

"Valentina, wake up."

"Valentina."

"WHO DIED." I yelled as i quickly stood up from my bed but the covers trapped me and I fell back down.

"What? No-one died." I looked to my side and found Vincent sat on the bed next to my with a wet towel on his hand.

"What happened?" I asked him and he placed the towel on my forehead.

"You were mumbling something about ice-cream on your sleep." He told me and I tried to remember my dream but failed.

"I can't remember what it was about. Anyways, I mean, what happened yesterday after, you know." I closed my eyes and Vincent took my hand on his own.

"You don't have to worry about that now ok? Right now, all you need is to get some rest. The doctor said that you hit your head pretty bad." He told me and I hummed in agreement. I opened my eyes once again and found him staring at the ground.

"What happened?" I asked him and he shook his head. "Nothing." He told me but I could sense that something was wrong. "No, tell me, what bothers you." He raised his gaze from the ground and looked at me.

"I'm sorry." He told me and I looked at him confused. "Sorry about what?"

"I'm sorry I couldn't find you on time. I'm sorry that I'm the reason you were almost-" He sighed and looked back down. "I'm in the fucking mafia. I'm supposed to be one of the most dangerous men on the planet and yet, I couldn't find you in a club. I just fucking lost it. When Bells told us that she couldn't find you, I fucking panicked. I don't know what the hell is going on with me. I can't concentrate. I just-" I took his hand and rested my back on the headboard.

"Vincent." I told him and he looked at me angrily. He stood up from the bed and started to walk in circles.

"No. You don't get it. I feel like I've changed. Something has fucking changed in me and I can't understand why.", "Vincent.", "I fucking hate it. I-"