Benjamin's POV
I wake up and see Gio napping in the chair next to my bed. He looks like he's okay, but I can see bruising creeping up from his chest. I watch him sleep for a bit before pressing the call button on my bed. It takes a few moments, but then Declan comes in the room.
"Good morning, Benji." He greets me. "How are you feeling?"
"A bit better." I smile at him. "I was wondering if I can get some breakfast? Maybe some cheesy scrambled eggs, and hashbrowns? And some bacon and toast for Gio."
"Absolutely." He smiles.
"How's Gio? I can see a bit of bruising creeping up from his chest." I ask him.
"He's fine." Declan smiles at me. "He was wearing his kevlar vest, and one of the idiots decided to shoot him."
"Thank god for the vest then." I gasp looking at my soon-to-be husband. "Can you send in Isaac so we get the wedding rolling? I can still do that right?"
"You should be well enough to walk down the aisle by then, yes." Declan smiles. "Unfortunately, no sex for a few weeks until your ribs heal."
"Well, shit." I chuckle. "I'm sure we'll live."
"Indeed." He laughs with me. "Let me check your face, alright?" He asks before he leans to check the bandages covering my face. "Looking good." He nods. "The cuts are healing. I'd like to leave these off for a bit to let it breathe, alright?"
"Sounds good to me, Dec." I smile. I poke around on my tablet for a while, until Gio wakes up. "Hey, just in time for breakfast!" I chuckle as Leo comes in with our food.
"Mm." Gio groans as he shifts in the chair. "You got breakfast?" He mumbles.
"Yeah." I smile. "Cheesy scrambled eggs with hashbrowns. And bacon and toast for you."
"You're amazing." He grins.
"Duh." I roll my eyes at him.
"How are you feeling?" He asks, as he starts in on breakfast.
"Overall, I'm feeling okay." I look at him. He brings a fork up to my lips, and I gratefully open my mouth, taking my food. "Thank you." I say after I've chewed my food. "Not a ton of pain, but still feeling it."
"Understandable." He says as he takes a bite. "So, what's your plan for today?"
"Just relaxing and wedding planning." I say, looking at him.
"Sounds good." He grins.
We finish off breakfast and he groans as he stands up.
"Are you okay?" I ask, looking at him concerned.
"Yeah, I'm okay." He chuckles, softly ruffling my hair. "Just a little sore."
"Declan says you've got a gnarly bruise from the kevlar vest. But thank god for it." I smile at him.
"Indeed." He grins. He kisses the top of my head. "Get lots of rest today, Baby. I want that to be your main focus, okay?"
"Okay, Babe." I smirk. "Declan says we can't have sex for a few weeks until my ribs are healed."
"That's probably a good idea." Gio sighs. "I'll miss being inside you, but when you heal..." He licks his lips.
"Down, boy." I laugh.
"No fair." He groans, looking at the ceiling.
"Hey, you're not the one with broken ribs." I stick my tongue out.
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Married to the Mafia Boss
عاطفيةGiovanni Bianchi - powerful, successful business man. Also the boss of The Serpent's Venom, the most powerful mafia group in the city. He often gets meeting requests for those wishing to find help with finances, protection, and the occasional weddin...