Madelyn's pov
"Theo?" I say startled as he stands by our bathroom doorframe looking at me- no glaring at me
"Madelyn before we go to this gala we need to have a talk" his deep smooth voice says
Why does he have to be so freaking attractive only if he wasn't a asshole who needs to be humbled,
"Okay" I said quietly turning off my flat iron, every interaction with theo has been hell so far so I'm not very excited for this talk he wants to have
I leave the bathroom and walk to our bedroom with him following slowly behind me, once we get to our bed we sit a comfortable distance between every other
"As you know Madelyn-" he starts
"You can just call me Maddie" I cut him off by saying
I like my name don't get me wrong but it just feels weird being call Madelyn since it's really only how my father refers to me I prefer Maddie and I know we aren't exactly friends but if we're going to be married 'till death do us part' I at least want to be somewhat friendly, maybe he'll let me leave the house here and there and maybe even stop thinking of me as something he owns and possesses.
His eyes light up for a second, he looks surprised and I swear I see and little smile before he quickly realizes and hides it
Why do men always have to suppress their feelings?!
"Okay, Maddie" he starts off with like he's testing out my name
"Everyone at this gala thinks we're the happiest, crazy in love newly weds so let's try to act like we don't absolutely hate each other for at least tonight, this is important" he hesitates before saying "Maddie, there are a lot of very important deals that go down at these type of events, so please act like you don't hate me" he says
"I don't hate you Theo" I say completely ignoring everything else he said
I generally don't hate Theo
I really don't I just wish he could, I don't know...... maybe tone it down sometimes
(Please go read my message on my conversation it will explain what I will be doing in the future!!)
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the dirty mafia
RomanceYou were born into a mafia family, being the youngest child. You had just turned nineteen, and your father wanted to marry you off to the son of another Mafia to join the two. You and your family were now over seas in Italy to meet him and his famil...
