Mafia love

Chapter 13

I lay in bed all day as I can't be bothered to move. I was also trying to recover from the events of yesterday. Ezra had gone to his office to do work. I'm not sure what he did at work but he was gone for a long time.

The bedroom door opens and I see him walk in. He looked angry. "Ezra." I say gently hoping he would snap out of it. I wonder what has happened at work to get him this fired up. He looked over at me and it registered that I had stayed in bed all day. Still in his top.

He walks over and sits on the edge of the bed, near to where I have laid all day. "You haven't eaten all day tesoro." He sighs. "I haven't felt hungry today." I say. I noticed that his eyes had softened along with his muscles.

He stands up and I watch him as he enters the bathroom. I hear the tap running and then he returns to my side. "I'm running you a nice bath." His soft smile is back again and I love it. "There's that smile." I say with a bigger smile. I thought the comment would've caused a frowned but it had made it bigger.

He scooped me up in his arms and carried me to the bathroom. Sitting me down onto the toilet lid seat. "Do you mind if I stay with you, I want to help." He says as he looks at me. "Not at all." I smile. "You don't have to take my top and your shorts off." He says before I stand up. I nod and he holds my hand as I step into the bath.

I sit down and he rolls up his sleeves before getting the shower head off of the wall measuring the temperature with his hand. My hair becomes wet as warm water flows through it. I sit in the bath with my arms on the side, enjoying the little pamper.

I see Ezra grab the shampoo and massage it into my scalp. It felt so nice. Rinsing it out with his hand felt just as good. He had left the conditioner in my hair. I had asked him to leave so I could wash my body. He respected my wishes and left.

I was now fully naked and washing my body. Once I had finished I realised I couldn't wash out my conditioner. "Ezra?!" I shouted. He poked his head round the door and I gestured him in. "It smells amazing in here." He says with his soft smile. "Can you wash me the conditioner out please?" I ask him with a smile back. "Of course I can." He walks in grabbing the shower head off of the wall.

He carefully rinses my hair. Once he had finished he helped me stand up and get out of the bath tub after my stomach was a bit delicate. He brushes his hand across my stomach before placing a kiss on it. He wanted to respect my privacy and never once checked me out, or touched me inappropriately.

He grabbed a towel and wrapped me up in it. He leaned down to place a kiss on the top of my head. Heat rose to my cheeks instantly and he brushed them with his thumb. "I know you said that husband and wife was a title, but I hope I am filling my role of being your husband." He says with a sigh. I nod at him with reassurance. I noticed to myself that him towering over me had never scared me. It was a strange feeling I had for him. I think it was love.

We climbed into bed and I shut my eyes. It was peaceful. A whisper shot through my ear and my back tingled. "I know you're asleep, and you can't hear me...but I love you." His whisper was soothing and feelings exploded within me. Sharp butterflies danced around my belly. "I love you." I replied.

He was shocked as I looked up at him. "Sorry I thought you was asleep." He is stunned at his confession. "Don't be sorry, the feelings are reciprocated." I say with a smile on my face which causes his skin to become pigmented. Was he blushing?

We cuddled together and shared a kiss. For some reason I wasn't mad about being snatched from my family and my home. This home and my husband was enough. Yes I was bought but, he made me feel safe. Maybe he saved me from my old life.