I'm writing this cause I feel bad for leaving you guys🥀
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"Fuck off."
Bill said coldly from his desk, his back faced to you.
I mean, sure, he was a mafia boss and working 24/7, but he didn't need to lash it out on you for no reason.
You stood in the doorway, the plate of food he asked for not to long ago which you worked hard on. You throw it onto the floor. "Fine. Eat the shit from the floor, I don't care."
He glanced back at you, standing up. He approached you, then slammed the door in your face. You blinked softly, then walked off.
A few hours go by, you sat downstairs in the living room. You weren't gonna go to your room you shared with Bill after that.
You watched Twilight, new moon. You suddenly heard footsteps coming downstairs. You sigh silently to yourself, preparing for an argument.
Bill walked in. He stared at you, then walked over to you. He sat down next to you.
"This movie again, Y/N?"
Bill asked, you ignored him.
He sighed.
"love, I'm sorry for saying that to you. I was just stressed, I hope you know that. Please forgive me."
He said softly, placing his hand on top of yours. You glanced at him. "I'm sorry too..for throwing food all over the floor."
Bill's look softened.
"It's okay, darling. The maid cleaned it up anyway. I'll make this up to you..." He pauses.
"We should go to your favorite restaurant, if you want."
You quickly nodded. "Yes! Gosh, I love you!" You hugged him, he giggled softly.
"Good. I'm glad." He murmured softly.
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Part two... possibly
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