Married to the Money (Bwwm)

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Marciello and I had remained in the hospital for 2 more weeks before we were discharged. During those two weeks our relationship crumbled.

''Let's go,'' Marciello said coldly. I followed him into the car and we drove off. The whole ride was silent. We pulled up at a hotel and Marciello hopped out the car. He motioned for me to follow him. He started talking to a woman at the desk and then she gave us a key.

''I'm going to be gone for a while. Jackie will stay here with you. I will also have two guards at the doors. Do not leave anywhere without them. Any questions?'', he asked.

''Why are you being such a dick?'', I asked.

''Don't start Belle,'' he warned.

''No, I want to know why you are being so cold to me,'' I said. He sighed and ran one of his hands through his hair.

''I gotta go, Belle,'' he said.

''Fine. Just go then,'' I choked out. Tears bottled up in my eyes. Gosh this pregnancy was making me so emotional. I wiped my tears before Marciello could see them.

''Belle, you don't have to hide your emotions from me,'' he said.

''I'm fine. It's just my hormones,'' I said, trying to hold composure. My walls broke and I started crying hard. Marciello's face softened.

''I didn't mean to make you cry,'' he said.

''Your such a dickhead,'' I cried.

''I know and I'm so sorry. I was just trying to make you mad at me so then you would be happy that I was leaving,'' he said. I slapped him upside his head.

''That was stupid,'' I said.

''I know and I won't do it again,'' he said as he pecked me on the lips. I moaned lightly, it's been a while since I had Marciello's lips on mine. My whoremones were acting up.

''Fuck me hard before you go,'' I said. Marciello looked at me surprised.

''You want to have sex with me?'', he asked surprised.

''Duh, dumb ass. Are you going to fuck me or not?'', I asked.

''Yeah. I'm just surprised I didn't know pregnant women liked to have sex,'' he said. I rolled my eyes and Marciello opened up my legs. He leaned down and I stopped him.

''No foreplay, just the D,'' I said.

''Okay baby,'' he said. He leaned down and kissed me. I pushed him away.

''I said fuck me, not make love to me,'' I told him.

''That's what I'm doing,'' he said.

''No your not. Treat me like a whore you've found on the side of the street, not like your wife,'' I said.

''Fine then. Get on your fucking knees,'' he snarled as he gripped my hair. Finally the beast had come out.
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After our sex session. I was left more than satisfied and definitely well fucked.

''Baby, can you stay for a little while?'', I asked.

''No can do babe, I've got to find this Rodriguez Romaro dude,'' he said. My body froze.

''Rodriguez Romaro?'', I questioned.

''Yeah, he's the guy that's been threatening us. I thought he would stop after a while, but he hasn't. So I need to kill the fucker,'' Marciello said, darkly.

''Do you know him or something?'', Marciello asked.

''Yeah, he was my ex-boyfriend,'' I grimacing.

"Hmm. Maybe he wants you back or something," Marciello said, frowning.

"That's to cliché," I said, rolling my eyes.

"You don't understand Belle. Women make men go insane, its crazy how much a man would do for a women and what a man would do to get a women back, especially one who left him for another man," Marciello said with a weird tone.

"What would you do if I left you, for another man?", I asked curiously.

"I would get you back and-" he paused. He gripped my chin in his hand.

"Beat the fuck out of you for leaving me. Then I would kill the man you were with," he said a murderous look in his eyes.

"I thought you said you wouldn't hit me again?", I asked.

"As long as you don't give me a reason to," he said.

I nodded my head. I was a little scared.

"You aren't still in love with your ex, right?", Marciello asked, an extra edge coated his voice.

"N-No of course not," I said. Marciello's eyes examined mine, looking for any trace of me lying.

"Good," he said as he pecked me on the lips.

"I gotta go, but I'll see you soon," Marciello said.

"Okay, I love you," I said.

"I love you too. Be good while I'm gone," Marciello said warningly.

"You be good too. That means no hoes, no strippers, and no touching or looking at any other women," I said.

"Your the only woman I desire Belle," Marciello said. He gave me one last look before he left.

Now I was bored.