His wife

9

I felt the sun shine on my face in the morning, i groaned, i want to sleep more. I tried to move to the other side when i felt my body blocked by two arms... Matteo's arms.

He had me wrapped in his arms and his face was close to me, i turned to look at his sleepy state, he was a handsome man, by all means there's not a feature of his face that destroys the other, god's creation.

I kept looking at him, I couldn't move otherwise id ruin his sleep and he seems that he doesn't do it often.

I just laid there in his arms waiting for him to wake up.

*3 hours ago, 3 AM*

I was sorting some problems of work at my office, my best man and best friend Luca was with me in the office, we were having some drinks while talking about the problems we might have with the shipments and also about my hotels , since the engagement with Anastasia I didn't have much time to deal with the hotels so Luca did.

" Everything is going smooth Matteo nothing to worry about, work is good no need to work yourself up man".

I huffed

"I can't fucking rest Luca, I'm a married man now, i have a wife, i have enemies, no one knew Anastasia as Alexio's daughter because that piece of shit didn't even let her get out in the garden, but now they know her as my wife and you know that fucking Victorio Bianchi is furious of his son's death and he'll get revenge, i need extra security on Anastasia, double the security and i want my gym prepared at the end of this week, I'm going to teach Anastasia how to defend herself if I'm not beside her".

Luca smirks looking at me.

"Are you saying that the notorious Matteo Morelli fell in love".

I glared at him while i sipped my vodka.

"Should i just let her die Luca, my wife?"

He chuckles.

" I'll take it as a yes"

I hit him with a pen on the head.

"I don't love her you fucking idiot..yet, it can't happen like that, in a week, it happened to fast, and i never thought I'd be married this year, and she doesn't love me, she can't, you know how i am Luca, i kill and don't look back, my conscience doesn't kill me, I don't hold back and I'm not scared, and she doesn't want a man like that i know, she made it clear, and our marriage isn't even real, but there's something about her, she's so innocent, so pure, I don't want to ruin it, but i want to keep it with me, something pure like that, that angelic presence, it calms me, I'll be raging with fire and once i see her or talk to her, it's gone, I can't even be angry with her, I don't know how i can lose my self like this in just a week, but she's captivating, she pulls me in, makes me want her even more when she refuses, and i was never like this, i always take what i want, but her i cannot force".

I couldn't even believe the words coming out of my mouth, i pulled myself together and coughed.

"So yeah that's it!"

Luca chuckles.

"You in some deep shit Matteo, you're talking of her as if you're in love with her, Matteo Morelli, since when do you do love at first sight?, the monster, the mafia king".

One word stuck with me... monster. I'm a monster, one who doesn't deserve the love of a woman like Anastasia.

"You should go and deal with the hotel meetings there's two this week, my assistant will fill you in with more information, I'll be gone for 4 days".

"Where will you be going boss?"

I glared at him.

"Goodnight Luca"

He chuckled and went to the door and turned.

"Go and cuddle with wifey"

I threw my glass of vodka at him, it hit the door.

"Shut the fuck up Luca!"

I groaned, he know I won't kill him.

I went to the room and i turned to look at the bed, Anastasias figure laid there sleeping peacefully, her lips pouted, her eyebrows raised, she's so beautiful, so innocent and sweet, a soul that shouldn't have belonged for me to cherish, I'll never deserve this woman, no matter how hard i try, marriage for me is sacred, i never thought I'll fall in love but i was never against it, it's the assholes that think that love makes you vulnerable, it does, but at the same time it makes you stronger because you fight for what you love and what you have.

My mother and father love each other, even after all these years you can still see it in their eyes, my father's a piece of shit to everyone, but the best husband to my mother, he never let his lifestyle ruin his marriage, and that's how i was raised, i hold on to what i want, and i want this woman laying in my bed.

I got inside the bed and got beside her, she's so beautiful her long lashes , her beautiful long hair and her lean figure, she's perfection, i promise you Anastasia Bravetti, you're mine from now on, you'll love me one day.

I got close to her and touched her hair lightly not to wake her up, but she suddenly put her leg on my leg and her arm on my neck as she snuggled her head on my chest, I instantly wrapped my arms around her waist and pulled her closer to me... is this what my parents talked about it all the time? Marriage, love, how someone makes you look at them even when sleeping, even when they're not aware what effect they have on you, this innocent beautiful girl will be the death of me.

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