Gabrielle Russo a rich heiress, she had everything, a loving family, money, status and beauty with brain, all that was missing was an ARRANGED marriage with a family friend.
Chris Romano the next successor of Romano empire, a young bachelor enjoying...
"ya, Romano how can you do this to me?" my wife was chasing after me with a frying pan around the house, screaming like the bratty Ella from the past. Looks like she's still a fiery little girl.
" what?" i laughed out loud, dodging the flying pan coming in my direction
" fuck off you idiot." she fumed, picking up another utensil to throw at me. By this time our house looked like a tornado hit it. With all sorts of item, which were thrown at me, scattered everywhere.
" language sweetheart." i warned her jokingly, still grinning like a fool.
"the hell with your language, how can you draw clown on my face. you're wishing for a ass whooping." she shouted in irritation.
"I'm certainly not and you look so cute."
"Chrisssss." she whined like a child.
I stopped my dodging session, and gave her a proper look, she was standing near the kitchen counter with crumpled clothes, bed hair and a clown face, holding a saucer pan.
A boisterous laugh escaped my mouth but was quickly replaced with seriousness, on seeing murder flash through my wife green eyes.
She slammed the pan down and turned around.
she's angry. Crap.
i silently crossed the distance between us, before engulfing her in a tight hug, "mia dolce Ella , i'm sorry, can you please forgive me."
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there was no response, she just continued ignoring my mere presence.
I sighed in regret and swooped down, placing a very sloppy kiss on her cheeks.
"Ewe, stop it." she pushed my face away from her.
Yes, she hates sloppy kisses the most, but what can i do when my wife is trying to treat me like air.
" I will if you forgive me."
" Full course meal from Inferno Rie." she negotiated, still pushing me back.
A victorious grin spread on my face.
" Deal."
*** *** ***
"wait." i saw Ella, hurriedly ran out of the bathroom, with shampoo and water dripping on the way.
I looked at her in disbelief, what does she want so desperately that she would ran out in such state.
"ugh??"
"Aren't you forgetting something?" she huffed.
i checked my briefcase and pockets, everything i need was there.
"no." i replied.
"are you sure? " she squinted her eyes, giving me death glares.
"just kidding, let me give my soapy wife a kiss."
i expressed slowly," love you mia moglie."
"have a good day. Marito." she replied, before running back to the bathroom, leaving me behind a bit disappointed.
my shoulders slumped, it's been six months since we returned from our honeymoon, still she refuse to say those three words.
although there are significant improvements, like just now, she didn't wanted me to leave without giving her a good bye kiss.
a soft smile slowly crept on my face as i descended down the stairs. no lift.
Gabrielle POV:
i hurriedly shut the door, Pushing my back against it.
I tried to busy my self, rinsing my body and hair clean under the shower, but my mind kept running to back to Chris words.
"Love you mia moglie."
it's so easy for him to say those words, while me on other hand can't even look at him properly after hearing them.
Wrapping my body with a furry towel, i marched towards our bedroom.
we're going to have lunch at my favourite place here in our neighbourhood, courtesy to Chris and his sense of humour.
thinking about the stunt he pulled this morning made my blood boil in anger, how dare he, nowadays he's getting worse and worse, in the past it was always me who played pranks and him acting like the ignorant jerk he is.
but now the situation has reversed, more like it has put me in a disadvantageous position.
What should i wear something he would like, i thought silently as I rummaged through my closet trying to find something decent.
Wait.
this what is bothering me, recently my brain is out of control,i'm always thinking about him and how to please.What he likes and dislikes i unconsciously take note of it.
i'm fully aware of the verity that love is necessary for a successful marriage along with other necessary things. also i promised to Chris that i would do my best to return his affection, but still.
these changes are causing great trouble in my daily life.
whenever he's near me i feel too nervous to even make a proper eye contact, my studies are also getting influenced because all i do is daydream about certain man.
