Four days later
"Is everything set in place ?" Sandro walking inside my office . I give him a straight nod still looking down at the message on my phone .
It was George head of security letting me know that the cars were ready to escort us to the event . Anya still wasn't so happy about this but it had to go on as it was one of the rules of the mafia .
"Yes the cars are waiting outside, I'm gonna go get my wife I'll meet you there."
"Sure thing ." He pats my shoulder before leaving , I shove my phone into my pocket whilst strolling out my office and to where Anaya was .
I could hear Elijah's babbles from here as I made my way up the stairs. I twist the door handle opening the door. Anya looks up at me with a frown whilst breastfeeding our son.
I sigh heavily now approaching her, I caress her cheek not breaking eye contact ,"you look beautiful."
"Thankyou." I watch as she places Eli down now fixing her dress.
"Anaya everything I do is for you and our son I hope you know that ."
"I do, I'm just not happy with exposing a four month old baby."
"We are not exposing , it's by law in the mafia which we do it , people need to be aware who the next heir will be and that's Mr moretti right there."
She breaks into a small laughter and as do I
"I'm gonna get over it but can you let me sulk for a bit ?"
"No you've been like this all morning ."
She reaches for my tie slowly beginning to wrap it around her hand pulling me closer towards her .
I knew exactly what she was doing
"Anya we're gonna be late." I say as her lips brush against mine
"We'll your the boss so make amends ." She whispers And with that she vigorously claims my lips pulling me onto her .
Here we go again.
***
"I'm guessing your no longer mad at
Me ?" I ask my wife as she stood in front of me re-doing my tie for the second time .
"No I had a pretty good apology." She responds looking up at me , now patting my chest .
"So all this time that's all we had to do?"
She nods her head in agreement
"So why didn't you just say so ?"
"Because if I had initiated it you would know I wasn't mad at you anymore ."
I scrunch my face together in confusion and she giggles turning back to face the mirror .
"And we're approximately two hours late." I say just after glancing at my watch
"Your the boss are you not ?"
"Yes-"
"Exactly, Enzo I think you've inherited my sensitive side you know." She picks up the revolver which I had left by the sink lifting up her thigh and tucking it inside her holder .
"Only because you see my vulnerable side doesn't mean I'm no longer capable of being intimidating."
Her eyes roll once again and she faces me , "oh you can be , but you've become more emotional, I partially blame myself for that-"
"It's not partially it's all you ." I follow her back into the room and watch as she picks up Elijah , placing him on her hips .
"I think it's time we go."
***
We were escorted to the event by my personal driver whilst Sandro went in a different car . The drive took no longer than twenty minutes and we didn't even have to go inside to know how much people were here .
The cars gave it off
The moment we arrived, body guards had approached Anya and I . "Mr Moretti , my names Kenzie , my team and I will be looking after you and your wife tonight."
"Okay great , who's in charge of the guest list ?"
The man pointed over to two young men , they looked like fucking kids . There ties weren't even done properly . I shouldn't have listened to Sandro and used my own security.
"Has everyone been checked off ?"
Kenzie gives me a firm nod , and I don't respond . I reach for Anya's hand and make my way into the entrance .
"This place is amazing." I hear my wife say ,
The interior was indeed built incredibly, which is why the venue had cost so much .
We reach two large gold doors , and the doormen push them open giving me a view of the large room . Thousands of people were here , the majority were my alliances from across Europe .
The Italian mafia was well known
The loud chattering quietens as everyone begins to look at us .
"Ladies and gentlemen, Mr moretti and his wife!" The speakers on announces .
"Let's hope tonight goes well." Anya whispers
I clench my jaw "let's hope so."
***
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Fanfiction"Often it is the most deserving people who cannot help loving those who destroy them." Anya Bernardi : A 21 year old living in a home where pain is inflicted upon her. She wants nothing more than to run away and start a new life , a new adventure...
