𝐗𝐗𝐗𝐕𝐈𝐈 - 𝐍𝐨𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐞

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Authors note- i recommend you listen to die for you by the weekend and war of hearts by ruelle while you read this chapter xoxo

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After Adriano and I settled back to earth, leaving our dream world, he picked me up gently and took me to his car.

He opens my door for me and when I get in, he buckles my seat belt for me before shutting the door and turning around to his. He gets into the car and gives me a soft smile.

Oh how much I'd missed looking at his handsome facial features.

"Are you okay?" he looked at me warmly and asked.

"I am now," I reassured him.

"Do you need anything? Anything at all," his eyes were so soft now. When I saw him before, they were dark and betrayed nothing.

"I put a heated blanket in the back, and there's also an ipad for you to watch your shows or read a book on, I can adjust the chair to a more comfortable setting for you, oh, and I stuffed a bunch of snacks in the glove box," he opened it up quickly and I caught a glimpse of the plethora of my favorites that he had brought.

Indubitably, my heart melted. Him taking the time to do all these made life slightly better. It was intentional and I loved it.

He set up everything, made sure I was comfy, gave me another forehead kiss before starting the engine. It was a long drive ahead and him being there made it better.

I had dozed off lightly by the time we got home and when he opened my door and picked me up, I tripped awake.

"You don't have to carry me, you must be tired as well," I said, running my thumb along his beard. They had grown out a lot from the trim and neat state I was accustomed to.

"I'd never be too tired to take care of my wife," he says, taking me up the stairs to our door.

I had no energy to be stubborn so I just let him lead me. When he got to our room, he dropped me gently on the bed and got on one knee to take off my shoes.

"I've missed you so much, tesoro," he smiles at me.

"I missed you even more," and it was true. The thought of being with him again made every day worth living. Reminiscing about our quality time together, even our moments of silent comfort served as good memories to replay when I was there.

The past weeks without him was a reawakening for me. It made me realize how much I cared about him and relied on him on a daily basis and that scares me.

"Let's have a good night, baby. Would you like me to run you a bath?"

"I would love that"

"Perfect!" he rubs my foot gently and places a quick kiss on them which shocks me utterly.

"Wow, Adriano, what would your men say if they caught their Don kissing his wife on the feet when by their standards, it should be the other way round," I asked with genuine interest and a flattered ego.

"You own me wholly and absolutely, I couldn't care less what anyone would think. You're my priority and I'm not afraid to show it," he says without hesitance and gets up.

"Simp!" I mock him jokingly

"For you," he smirks and chuckles, going into the bathroom.

I take off the rest of my clothes hesitantly. I am covered by new and ugly scars courtesy of my uncle. I fear for a second that they would affect Adriano's image of me but when he steps back into the room and looks at me in awe, I try to quiet the thought.

"Ready?" He is shirtless now with only his work pants on now. He looked amazing, and seemed to have been working out tirelessly.

"Yes," I say with childlike joy and get up and follow his lead to the bathroom.

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