Married To The Mafia (BWWM)

Sweet Peace

Marciello's P.O.V.

Ever since I "left" the mafia, Belle has been putting out more. Life has been pretty great. The only thing is I had to make sure she didn't find out.

Belle came in the room with a plate of food and started eating.

"Where's mine?", I asked.

"It's wherever you were last night," she said back. Fuck! I thought I put enough sleeping pills in her drink.

"I had an important errand to run," I said.

"Really and what was that?", she asked.

"I can't tell you it's a surprise," I said, smirking at her.

"Really? If I find out your doing some shady shit, I'm going to fuck you up," she said.

"You don't have to worry about that. I left the mafia, I'm a new and improved man now," I said.

"Mhm. Okay," she said.

"Your still not gonna give me any food?", I asked.

"No nigga, I wasn't playing with yo ass. If you want some food then get up and fix it yourself," she said.

"C'mon babe, my breakfast always taste like shit and you know it," I said. She started laughing. She knew I couldn't cook breakfast for anything. Dinner was my specialty.

"Fine, you can have some of mine," she said.

"So you really didn't make me any?", I asked.

"No, I was mad at you," she said. I picked up her fork and started eating while she rested her head on my shoulder.

Marciano came in and started talking to Belle. I guess we didn't really have a connection like that since I wasn't his father. Even before I found out we still weren't that close, but hopefully that would change one day.

"Daddy, we gotta go. It school time," Marciano said snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Okay hijo, I'm coming," I said. I got up and put on my shoes.

"Bye bebé," I told Belle as I gave her a kiss.

"Bye n*gga," she said. I guess she was mad at me again.

I grabbed Marciano's hand and we headed out to the car.

"Mommy's mad at you," Marciano said as I drove down the road.

"Why?", I asked.

"She told me not to tell you and that you had to figure it out yourself," Marciano said.

Fuck! I don't know why she was. Think...think...think...think...crap.

"What's today's date?", I asked Marciano, hoping he would say something different than what I thought.

"February 28th," he said. Damn, it was Belle's birthday.

"You got mommy anything?", Marciano asked, reading my thoughts.

"Daddy's going to buy mommy something," I said as I pulled up at his school. I got out the car and walked him to his class.

"Bye daddy. Love you," Marciano said.

"Bye. I love you too," I said, waving at him. I hurried to the car and started driving to a person I knew I could count on. I dialed his number.

"What's up Marc?", he said.

"You still got a car shop?", I asked him.

"Yeah man, I got the hook-up. All the good shit," he said.

"Good, I'll be there soon," I said.

"Okay, see ya soon," he said, hanging up the phone.

I hoped Belle would like a car. I know she was tired of jewelry.

I arrived there and bought the car. I got Belle a Lamborghini Aventador. I knew it wasn't much, but it was the best Antonio had on such a short notice, but hopefully she would like it.

I arrived at the house and thanked Antonio. He left out with his friend and I went inside the house.

I was immediately met with a frying pan hitting my chest.

"What the fuck?", I yelled.

"You forgot my birthday you asswipe!", she yelled as she threw another pan at me. This time hitting my face. Man that shit hurt.

"I didn't forget you crazy woman!", I yelled back, rubbing my face.

"Then why didn't you tell me happy birthday?", she asked.

"I wanted you to think I forgot. I told you I had a surprise for you," I told her. I was feeling dizzy, hopefully I didn't pass out.

"Where's my surprise?", she asked.

"If your crazy ass would follow me outside, then you would see it," I said. She narrowed her eyes at me, but followed me out the door.

She gasp in shock as she saw the car.

"Oh my god Marciello, it's beautiful,'' she said as she hugged me tight. I smiled and hugged her back.

I was glad her bipolar ass liked it.