Revenge Love

VI

DAMIANO

After I finished I dismissed Maritza from my office, I was taken a back by my thoughts. I am sure once I had her the lust will go away, only two weeks until our wedding...

When dawn hit I decided to head to my bedroom, I don't think I could go with my men today.

I had been dealing with trouble from the British Mafia trying to steal my routes, they always tried.

When I finally hopped into bed I kept turning, I couldn't keep her out of my head. Had she gone to sleep? Most likely.

I got out of bed and headed to her bedroom, two guards stood outside her doors at all times. I couldn't let anything happen.

As I dismissed them, I opened the door and there she laid in the middle of the bed, covered by thick white comforters.

She looked so peaceful in her sleep, her face was relaxed and her hair was wild. Every time I saw her she always seemed so tense and put together.

It was... nice to see her this way. Was she scared of me? Did my presence make her uneasy?

She shuffled a bit around the bed; I sat in the chair at the corner of her room looking at her, a mystery was what she was. A beautiful one too.

I wondered what she'd done and where she'd been. She didn't seem to be prepared for this, for such a commitment.

Many mafias had tried to marry their daughters off to me but my families commitment to the Ivanov's had been done many years ago.

When Anastasia and I were still to young to understand what a commitment like that even meant.

I stood up and decided to leave the room, maybe I could sleep now.

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"Good morning bella" I greeted Anastasia as she walked into the dinning room.

She seemed so different from yesterday, her face seemed tense again and nonchalant.

"Morning Damiano" She replied looking at me with a dead glare.

What the fuck?

I continued eating while taking small glances at her, i think she's mad.

I cleared my throat "How is everything going with the wedding?" I tried to begin a conversation, maybe figure out why she's mad.

"Well..." She replied taken aback by my sudden question "It is going well" She replied with a dry voice.

"What's wrong with you today?" I asked her directly, I never liked going around stuff. I always went straight to the point.

"What's wrong? Damiano if im going to be living in this fucking hell hole at least find some respect for me! God I'll be your wife!" She bursted out like a bubble "I have to walk around listening to you having sex!" She continued with the same anger lingering around her voice, I was surprised by the rush of emotions but then again found it kind of hot.

A smirk formed on my lips "Anastasia if your jealous you could just say that" I told her teasingly.

She furrowed her brows and swallowed a lump though her throat, I had made her nervous.