Mrs. And Mr. Mafia

Seventeen

I sat at the table eating and everyone was silent. I tried to make small talk but to no avail.

I sighed then got up to leave.
"Emma."
Nikolai called and I turned around. He got up and followed me out of the dining room.

"Why was everyone so quiet?"
I asked. He shrugged and I rolled my eyes.
"So how was your business trip?"
I asked grabbing his hand.

He shrugged again and I sighed.
"Boring and a waste of time."
He replied and I lightly chuckled. We walked up to the bedroom and I sighed.

We sat down on the bed and talked about his boring meeting or whatever for a bit until we both became silent. 

We sat there for awhile, silently until he sighed.
"Lets go for a nap."
He muttered and I nodded. We climbed into bed and he took off his shirt.

I did the same and he slightly chuckled before he pulled me into him.

•*•*•*•*

We lay there tangled up when someone knocked on the door.
"Fuck."
Nikolai muttered and got up. He opened the door and Cooper peaked his head in.

"Oh. You two were, oh. Uh. Any way. Theres some papers you need to tend too, Nikolai."
He said and I rolled my eyes.
"We were only sleeping, Cooper."
Nikolai replied and Coopee rolled his eyes then left.

Nikolai sighed and pulled on his shirt, tossing mine onto the bed.
"I'll be back in a bit, alright?"
He muttered, walking over to me.
"Yeah."
I replied and he pecked my forehead.

He left the bedroom and I sighed, pulling on my shirt.

•*•*•*•

"What are these?!"
Nikolai roared. I jumped and began to walk faster past the office.

The door opened and Cooper sped out and a lamp followed behind him.
"I was just told to give them to you!"
He yelled then sped up after throwing the lamp back into the room.

I raised an eyebrow and Cooper sighed.
"The Swedish sent over papers for an agreement that they own the brothel that they stole and then he got drunk. Then kept re-reading them. And now in a very drunk state he's furious."
He said and I nodded.

Nikolai marched out and Cooper pushed me behind him. What the fuck?

"What the fuck are you doing?"
Nikolai hissed at Cooper.
"Protecting her from your tantrum."
Cooper replied and I stood there silently.
"She's my fucking wife Cooper, not yours. So back off."
Nikolai spat.

Cooper shook his head and moved to the side exposing me. Nikolai grabbed my hand and dragged me away.

I glanced back at Cooper but he strode off.
"That son of a bitch."
Nikolai kept muttering to himself. He dragged me into the bedroom then began pulling back the cover, while taking off his shirt and suit jacket. He stunk of alcohol.

"What are you doing?"
I asked him, as he ran his hands through his hair.
"What the hell does it look like I'm doing?"
He replied and I glared at him.

Ok he was fucking angry.
"Come here."
He hissed his glare set on me. I stood frozen in my spot staring at him and his muscles flexed.