My Mafia Husband

17.

Y/N POV

I finished my chores a little early today. My husband had gone to work today. I feel a little nice since my periods were done. After mopping the floor, i went to the bedroom.

I take a nice bath and wash my hair, shaving and do other stuff. I took my time pampering myself. I came out with the towel wrapped around my head and my body.

I dry myself and rub up some body lotion on myself. I go to the closet and take out a white bra and panty set. I wear it on and grab a long white colour summer dress which has big sunflower patterns on them.

I do my make-up and then dry my hair. After i am done with my hair and make-up, i grab my purse and wear on my heels.

I head towards the kitchen to grab his lunch. His favourite, chicken salad with Alfredo. I grab his lunch and take the car keys. I lock the door and get in the car. I start driving to my husband.

F**k the traffic is horrible.

Finally i reach the destination. I get down the car and grab my purse and other bag. I walk inside the building and many people began to stare at me.

I walk towards the receptionist and greet her with a polite smile.

"Good afternoon how may i help you?" She asks.

"Good afternoon. Well i wanted to know at which floor is Luciano Coppola?" I ask her.

"The thirteenth floor right now" she says.

"Thank you" i say and walk towards the lift.

I get in the lift and press the 13 number. As the lift approaches each floor many people gather in the lift and stare at me as though i am an unknown.

F**k this is so stupid.

I feel so nervous.

"Which floor do you work at Miss?" A man asks me.

"No no i don't work here. I just came to pay a visit to my husband" i smile thinking about Luciano.

"Ah i see. Then do you know at which he is?" He asks again.

"Well i asked at the receptionist that he is at the thirteenth floor" i say.

"Very well then. I might help you get there as i have some work with the boss at the thirteenth floor" he chuckles.

I nod my head.

The lift door opens out and i walk outside. I am greeted by the smell of wood and water. Yes something like water smell.

I walk towards the receptionist. I can feel that man behind me.

"hey can you tell me at which floor is Luciano Coppola?" I ask her.

"Well he is here, may i know who you are? Do you have an appointment with Mr Coppola?" She asks.

"He is my husband and i came to pay a visit to him" i smile sweetly at her.

She eyes me up and down until her gaze settles on my left ring finger.

She nods her head.

"Just go left and take your right. You will find Mr Coppola there" she says.

I thank her and walk there. "You never told me that your husband is my boss" that man says. "Well you never asked for his name" i chuckle and reach the door.

I knock on it a few times until a voice from inside speaks.

"Come in" he says in a cold voice.

I push the doors a little too much as i was unable to. I walk inside with of one his workers just behind me.

My husband meet's my eyes and for a split second i watch them turn soft as snow but then it darkens with a cold gaze.

"Hey baby" i smile at him.

"Come here tesoro" he says and stands up from his chair. He pulls a chair for me and pats it a little. I smile and take a seat while putting my purse in my lap and the lunch bag on his desk.

I watch him grab the papers from his worker's hand and walk back to his chair. He grabs his pens and frustratedly starts to sign some pages.

"I want everything to do be done as soon as possible" he says in a cold voice and his worker walks away after speaking a few kind words to him.

I hear him sigh and take a seat.

"How is work going baby? Are you tired? Look i brought you lunch and came thought we could have lunch together since you didn't let me pack lunch for you" i ramble.

"Y/n, please what did you come here for?" He asks his voice cold.

"Why can't i come to see my husband?" I ask him with a small smile.

"Well you are at my work place and you are disturbing my work. Distracting me" he mutters not looking at me.

"Luciano i came to give you lunch since you didn't even your breakfast. One cup of coffee won't do for the day" i say softly.

He sighs.

"Y/n please i am at work right now. Don't disturb me. If you want you can either sit and do nothing or else go back home" he says coldly.

I glare at him.

Why he is acting so cold towards me?
What the heck did i do to him?

I thought he would be happy to see me or compliment me but he didn't react to anything other than being cold towards me.

I get up and grab my purse.

I leave his lunch there and walk out of his cabin. I walk downstairs while keeping up my tears.

Once i am out of the building i let the tears fall and get inside the car as i drive home. This is so f**king stupid.