Married To The Mafia (BWWM)

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A few hours later we arrived in Massachusetts. We pulled up at this apartment complex. It seemed peaceful and kid friendly.

I looked back and saw Marciano had fallen asleep.

"I can get him for you if you want," Alejandro said.

"No its okay, I got it," I said as I got out the car. I opened the back door and picked up Marciano.

"I'll get the bags," Alejandro said.

"Thanks," I said. He nodded in return and got our suitcases out the trunk.

I followed him into his apartment. It looked small on the outside, but it was really big.

"Umm...which room is it?", I asked.

"You guys can take the two rooms.
..I'll sleep on the couch," Alejandro said.

"No, you've done enough already. Marciano and I will share," I said.

"Belle really it's no pr-

"It's fine. I need to keep an eye on him anyway," I said.

"Okay, but call me if you need anything," he said.

"I will. Thanks so much, for everything," I said.

"No problem at all," he said. I gave him a quick hug and went into Marciano and I's room. I unpacked and sat Marciano on the bed.

"Wake up, baby. I need to get you in your night time clothes," I said to Marciano.

He pouted slightly and stood up, his eyes closing. I hurried up and put on his clothes. Then I got dressed in my nightgown. I laid down in the bed and Marciano cuddled up to me.

"I love you mommy," he mumbled.

"I love you too, rest up," I said to him.

When I woke up in the morning Marciano was out the bed. I jumped out the bed and looked around for Marciano.

I sighed softly as I saw him in the kitchen with Alejandro.

Marciello's P.O.V.

I couldn't believe she was gone. I never in a million years thought she would leave me.

I threw my glass against the wall and just drunk from the bottle.

I sighed in content as the liquor burned my throat.

"Are you okay?", Stormie asked as she took a seat next to me.

"No," I said shaking my head as I ran a hand through my hair.

"I can make you feel better," Stormie said as she connected her lips with mine.

"Woah! What are you doing?", I asked as I pushed her away.

"I like you Marciello. I want to be with you," Stormie said. I shook my head.

I think the liquor was getting to me.

"Come again?", I said.

"I like you. I want to be with you. I can accept you for lifestyle. I won't try to change you," Stormie said.

"Your practically my step-mother, are you crazy!", I yelled.

"Marciello that doesn't matter. I never wanted your father, I was only with him to get closer to you. Can you imagine how hurt I felt when you showed up with her? I was so hurt, but I treated her nicely. I played the nice girl, standing on the sidelines, but I'm tired of it. I want you so bad," she said.

"Stormie I'm in love with my wife and that will never change. I don't love you in a romantic way," I told her.

She started crying and she ran out the room crying.

"Dios mío," I said as I took another swig of drink.

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