Forever Changed

Chapter 17: Happily Married

Angelique POV

(One Months After Their Wedding) 

My wedding night and three week honeymoon was everything I dreamed it would be. After the rough start to our wedding day I wasn't sure whether I would even be flying out to Italy. I wondered if he might cancel our honeymoon altogether after my ultimatum about condoms. Surprisingly Mattia had stepped up and although we'd flown out three days later than planned, those three days were great ones. When he wasn't working I had all his attention. He spent hours touching me and his smiles when I would beg were dark and delicious, I was discovering a side of myself I didn't know existed. I was so happy with his patience and care. Even our conversations felt deeper, more connected since our wedding day. When we boarded the private plane bound for Rome I couldn't be happier.

His STD Screen came back all clear the afternoon we landed in Italy and while there were two tests that needed to be repeated in thirty days I finally felt comfortable being fully intimate with my new husband. If I thought my wedding night and the following days were enjoyable, then I can only describe the time in Italy as sensational. The way he worked my body and brought me to orgasm so many times I sometimes thought I might pass out, were memories I knew I'd treasure forever. Our first time together had been beautiful. He was so caring and his attention was solely on my pleasure. There was some pain, but nothing like I'd heard from my girlfriends. I felt a grateful that my first time had gone so well. 

Sadly we were now back in Nevada and he had been back at work for almost an entire week. I didn't resume my studies until next week so I was spending this time sending out thank you cards for our wedding gifts and getting us settled into our new home. My mother in law had done a beautiful job of decorating the house, and Mattia had informed me as he left for work on his first day back that he was having a bath tub added to our bedroom suite. He missed the one from our honeymoon suite. I couldn't wait! We had made good use of our double shower though. In fact, the amount of sex we'd been having, I wouldn't be surprised if I found myself pregnant in the next few weeks.

I saw my phone light up and Rachael's smiling face was on my screen. We hadn't spoken since my wedding. Only exchanged a few text messages and I felt bad that our relationship had been strained by my husband's behaviour on our big day.

"Hi Rach, how are you going?"

"Hey you. I gave you some time to settle in after your honeymoon but wanted to check in and make sure you were doing okay. That your new husband had behaved himself while you were away. That no new mistresses popped up at your hotel."

There was a bite to her tone, and while I understood her reaction I couldn't let her continue to disrespect him. I chose to ignore her words for now and hoped my description of our honeymoon would set her mind at ease. 

"It was everything I dreamed of. We spent time with extended family, ate our body weight in pasta and shared some beautiful moments together..."

She interrupted me by making a pfft sound and my cheeks heated with anger.

"Rachael I know that his behaviour on our wedding day was not ideal, but he has apologised and I have accepted. I do not need you being negative every time I speak about my life."

"Sorry if I can't be happy that you're married to a man who invited his fucking mistress to your wedding! You're such a beautiful, kind woman and I hate to think of you just accepting him into your bed now that he's got a ring on your finger. God knows what diseases he's carrying. You're smarter than this and deserve better."

I didn't respond right away because while everything she said was true, I was angry. What she couldn't know was that while he'd behaved terribly at our wedding, he'd also been nothing but apologetic and kind since then.