The Mafia and his angels

42~

The fire she felt for him was nothing out of any story she remembers when she was a child.
Maryanne's has a lot of tramua. Tommy knows all of it.
They got the rivalry meeting; they were a lot of other men, Maryanne was terrified. "Darling, you're safe." Tommy said.
This man, kept looking at her, Tommy looked at him. "Darling, get behind me." Tommy said. Maryanne got behing Tommy.
Tommy gawked, glaring at this man. "Darling, come with me." Tommy said.
Maryanne looked at Tommy, the man followed them. "Get in the car!" Tommy shouted protectivly. Maryanne got in the car, and locked the car door. "You looked at my wife, you don't know the rules of the mafia! You look at someone's wife, you fucking die!" Tommy yelled, as he shot the man. "Amintore! Amintore!" Tommy shouted. "Que Coza Tommy?" Amintore asked. Tommy pointed to Maryanne, as he told him what happened to the man. "You shot him?" he asked. "Aye." Tommy said, wiping the blood off his hands. "He kept gawking and staring at Maryanne, while the meeting kept proceding." Tommy said. Maryanne looked at him. "Darling, it's safe to get out darling." Tommy said. Maryanne comes out of the car. "Ciao Amintore." Maryanne said polilitly. "Ciao Maryanne." Amintore said back. "Hello my husband." Maryanne said. "Hello my wife." Tommy said, casing his arms around her.
The night, Tommy and Maryanne were in the bed, as the servant knocked on the door. "Here is your tea my lady." Alarua said. "Oh, thank you." Maryanne said.
Tommy was in the shower, cleaning off the blood from the man, he shot. Maryanne was in the bed.
"Is having a servant really needed?" Maryanne asked. "According to Mr. Shelby it is." Aluara said. Maryanne giggled a soft laugh.
Meanwhile, back in Birmingham, Arthur was helping Polly around the house.
Back in Chicago, Tommy went to the kitchen, to make a coffee, Maryanne sat on the couch, Alarua was cleaning the bedroom.
Once the bedroom was cleaned, Tommy and Maryanne went to the bedroom, he liad her down on the bed, marking her neck. "Let them see your marks, they will know you're mine." Tommy said. Maryanne looked into his eyes captivated by his looks, by his deep ocean blue eyes.
"What am I to you Tommy?" Maryanne asked.
"My bride forevermore." Tommy said, glancing fortune to your heart. "Angel eyes." Tommy said. "My black eyed husband, who will kill anyone for his Angel eyes wife." Maryanne said.
The next morning, Tommy and Maryanne were having not just a remarriage, they were having a bondage remarriage. Tommy had a Italian tux, Maryanne was in a Italian slik and lace dress.
"Darling, you look so beautiful." Tommy said.
Maryanne looked at him. "Let's go." Tommy said. Once in the chapel, Tommy and Maryanne was at the another door. To make an enterance. Tommy was at the alter, waiting for his wife. "I'm so anxious." Tommy said, softly. "All rise for the bride." The preacher said. Maryanne walked through the door, and walked down the aisle Tommy wept a little, he then pulled himself together. Maryanne looked at crowded room. "You look so beautiful." Tommy whispered. "You're amazing." Maryanne said, grabbing his arm. Maryanne reapted the vows in Romani.
"You may now, kiss your bride." The priest said.
Tommy lifted her veil. "You're so beautiful." Tommy said. Maryanne looked at him, deep into his eyes. "You're so beautiful." Tommy said, kissing her lips. Looking at her, he lifted her veil, saw her lovely face. "My darling my wife." Tommy said. "My husband." Maryanne said, landing in Tommy's arms. "Here, give me your finger." Tommy said, he as placed the ring on her finger.
Tommy looked at her, kissing her hand. "Let's go Maryanne." Tommy said. Once in the recepition party, Tommy and Maryanne went into the dressing rooms, to get ready and out of the fancy dress attire that they had on. After the party was over, Tommy and Maryanne went back home, Tommy and Maryanne got back to their house, they laid down, Tommy gazing into her eyes, knowing who she belongs to. "My darling, you know who you belong to?" Tommy asked. Maryanne looked at him, and said, "Yes. I do." Maryanne said to him. "That's my good girl." Tommy said. Maryanne looked at him locking her gaze on him only.
That night, they made their love stronger. "Darling you might have wrecked my entire persona for other women who live here in Birmingham." Tommy said to her, looking into her deep green eyes, as if he were seeing them for the first time, it lets her know, what her husband
is made out of, only for her. Tommy kissed her neck, feeling every part of her collar bone, with his fingertips. Maryanne locked her fingers in his free hand. "I belong to you Mr. Shelby." Maryanne said.
That night, Amintore knocked on their door. "Mr and Mrs. Shelby?" Amintore asked. "Aye, is everything alright?" Tommy asked. "No, it's not. Someone had broken in the house!" Amintore exclaimed. "Who?" Maryanne asked. "A another mafia famila." Amintore said. "Aye, get me gun and I'll be down." Tommy said. "Tommy, I'll come with you." Maryanne said. "Darling, stay right here, you can get hurt. Please, just stay here. I can't lose you, my beautiful green eyed queen." Tommy said, stroking her face. "You're truly her attachment." Amintore said. "Aye, she is my source if my fucking life." Tommy said, slinging on gunsling on his suit. "Who goes in here?" Amintore asked. "Amintore, come on now, we just wanted a little fun." Gregorson Salvatore said. "Salvtore! We have gone through this before, you mess with the Shelby's including his wife, there will be a bloodbath!" Amintore shouted. "Amintore, my brother, you know we will take the Shelby's in, if he willing to have his wife for the challenge of torture." Gregson said. "Have you gone deranged, me wife, Maryanne for your fun to have us Shelby's in your family Salvatore! I vow to never hurt her again! She is been through all of things that indosed her pain." Tommy said. "Then don't we bring her to us then?" Gregson teased Tommy. "This gun is on your head, you touch my wife, you're a dead man." Tommy said in a challenging tone. "Alright." Salvotore said. Tommy sat on the stairs. "Mr. Shelby, do you want your wife right now?" Amintore asked. "Aye." Tommy said, having a diffcult time catching his breath.