I woke up and ran to the bathroom. I immediately started throwing up. After I was done I flushed the toilet, washed my hands, and brushed my teeth. It was about 2:00 in the morning, Marciello was gone. I went back and laid down in my cold, lonely bed. I woke up and I had a headache. Marciello was in bed, sleeping. I got up and went downstairs to make some breakfast.
''You look like shit,'' Jackie said as she came in.
''Thanks,'' I replied. I put a lot of bacon on the pan, I was making breakfast for everybody. I whisked some eggs in a bowl then cooked them in a big pan. After that was done I made some pancakes and waffles. Everyone started filing into the kitchen and grabbing some plates. I cleaned up my mess and fixed Marciello a plate. I went up the stairs and saw him wide awake. I handed him the food and he smiled.
''Thanks babe,'' he said. I nodded and went back to lay down.
''You okay?'', he asked.
''Yeah, I'm just not feeling well today,'' I said.
''Do you need to go to the doctor or something?'', he asked. I shook my head.
''Okay, let me know if it gets worse,'' he said.
''Alright Marciello. I'm going to go take a shower,'' I said. I went into the bathroom and did just that. After I was done I brushed my teeth and wrapped a towel around my body. I walked out of the bathroom and went into my closet to get dressed. I put on a some lavender colored lace boy shorts and a matching bra. Then I put on some lounging shorts and a crop top. I walked out and saw Marciello with a towel wrapped around his waist, while water dripped off of his abs. He put on some briefs and started putting on his dress pants.
''Where are you going?'', I asked.
''To work, cara,'' , he said.
''Do you have too?'', I asked, pouting.
''Can't you just take a day off,'' I said.
''I don't know, Belle,'' he said.
''Please, I'll make it worth your while,'' I said as I walked up to him and ran my hands all over his abs.
''Okay, but only because I love you,'' he said. I froze a little.
''You don't have to say it back, I know you're not ready yet,'' he said.
''Thanks for understanding, but I do care about you and like you very much,'' I said.
''Good,'' he said as he kissed me. His kisses make my knees weak.
''Can we go explore the city?'', I asked. I really wanted to get out the house.''Yeah,'' he said.
''Oh my gosh are you serious?'', I asked, practically bouncing off my feet.
''No. I was joking,'' he said. I frowned and hit his arm.
''Why did you get my hopes up?'', I asked.
''Well we can't explore this city because we are going somewhere else,'' he said.
''Where?'', I asked.
''To the Bahamas baby,'' he said.
''Are you messing with me again. Because if you are then that's so not cool,'' I said, crossing my arms over my chest.
''No babe. You were talking about how you wanted to be somewhere safe, so I booked us a trip to the Bahamas,'' he said as he pulled the tickets out.
''Then why were you about to go to work?'', I asked.
''I wasn't I just wanted for you to beg me to stay here,'' he said smirking.
''Well now its time for you to beg,'' I said as I started pulling off my clothing. His eyes darkened with lust.
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Married to the Money (Bwwm)
HumorBelle Marie is a beautiful African American women. And with a promising future ahead of herself, she is unstoppable. That is until she is forced to marry Marciello Romani...... Not good at descriptions, but give it a chance.