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I walked down our long fancy stairs in my pink satin robe as I held onto my phone and card that Ivano slipped in my dress last night.
Since I'm a stay at home wife I basically have this large spacious home to myself everyday until he gets home at 11pm.
I sat on my couch and analyzed the card.
Ivano DeLaRocca
His number was down below and just as I grabbed my phone it pinged making me look at the unknown message.
Unknown: took too long, hello Jazmyn.
I insanely knew who this was.
Me: Hi Ivano. You couldn't wait until I texted you first?
Unknown: No. I don't like waiting.
Me: unfortunate. Well goodbye.
My phone rung making me click decline and then another call came in making me roll my eyes and answer it.
"Yes Ivano." I groaned and placed him on speaker as I moved to my kitchen to cook breakfast.
"Hello Jazmyn." He rasped out making me laugh. "Why are you so awkward? Stop saying hello Jazmyn." I teased as he stayed quiet.
"Oh I'm sorry. Hi baby." He teased back making butterflies erupt making me look away from the phone. It's been a while since I've been called baby.
"Okay and goodbye-"
"You're suffering with Maceo and I can tell. When's the last time he gave you affection?" He asked and I scrunched my face.
"Why is that any of your concern-"
"Yesterday, the way your body responded from the use of diction... told me everything I needed to know." He cut me off making me go silent as a mouse.
"I get affection alright and why are you calling me you have a wife-"
"We suffer from the same things-"
I hung up on him as I looked down and rolled my neck.
Unknown: we suffer from the same things Jasmine... we can help each other.
Me: no we don't and you spelt my name wrong.
Unknown: jasmine, like the flower. I know how to spell your name Jazmyn. Jasmine, gift from god. Persian name.
My heart fluttered.
Me: oh, well I think it's best of us to call this conversation quits?
Unknown: let me come over? Let's talk...
Me: No.
Unknown: too late... :(
My doorbell rung making my lips slowly part. I stormed to my front door and swung it open revealing Ivano.
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Unfaithful
RomanceThe main character, Jazmyn, seeking attention, sleeps with her husband's enemy on a fluke, a married mafia don, after meeting him at a gala. Upset by his lack of acknowledgment afterward, she storms off. He attempts to apologize with an expensive pi...
