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Brought together by mutual friends, Ophelia and Carlos were the butt of everyone's jokes, everyone saying how perfect they would be. However picture perfect the two seemed to be, with both battling demons their relationship abrupt...
"We should make this a weekly thing Lukie," I muse, sucking in a long breath from my cigar.
"I thought a girlfriend would make you stop smoking those," Luca wrinkles his nose in disgust.
"Clarisse got them for me, it would be rude to not use them Lukie," I click my tongue, exhaling smoke as I do.
"Well my wife is pregnant so you're gonna have to be rude," he deadpans, snatching the cigar from my hand.
I scowl and flip him off, "Fucking asshole," I snap.
"That's no way to speak to your fratello," Luca taunts, patting out the cigar.
"Fratello my ass," I mock, feeling in a better mood now than I have in the past year.
Luca raises an eyebrow at me, making me chuckle, "I'm sorry hermano, I won't smoke around Adelyn," I send him a wink before diverting my attention to the laughter waltzing down the staircase.
My breath gets caught in my lungs as I see Ophelia walking down the stairs hand-in-hand with Adelyn.
She smiles as she sees me, her blue eyes dancing with joy as her body moves gracefully with each step.
My eyes travel down her body, the green fabric of her dress complimenting her lightly tanned skin, her auburn hair hanging loosely down her back.
Mi niña bonita.
Ophelia's dress:
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"Tesoro you look so beautiful," Luca breathes out, his eyes not leaving his wife.
"Look at her little bump," Fia squeals, her hands gently touching Adelyn's stomach, which now has a small baby bump.
Luca laughs and gently hugs his wife, being careful not to squish her.
"Do you think I'd look that cute pregnant?" my Fia whispers, how arms snaking around me as she rests her chin on my shoulder.
"Mi amore you would be the most beautiful pregnant woman to ever walk the earth," I reply, craning my neck to gently kiss her temple.
She chuckles and hugs me tighter, "I love you," she murmurs, letting out a sigh as she kisses my jawline.
I smile and wrap an arm around her, rolling my eyes at the way Luca fusses over Adelyn.
"I'm not the first person in the world to be pregnant," she laughs, swatting Lukie away as she begins to walk towards the front door.
Luca rolls his eyes at his wife's stubbornness, hurriedly walking after her to open the door.
"We'll meet you there!" Adelyn waves at us, smiling before sitting inside the car as Luca holds her door open.
"I swear she's like a different person pregnant," Fia mutters, "I hope I'm not like that," she adds.
I raise an eyebrow at her, "Not for a while though," she mutters, gently pulling me beside her as we walk to the garage.
