When I into my night, I couldn’t think of anything else but to go to bed. All the kissing and hot sex tiring me. My waist from the bending, core was fore from the roughness and my knees were weak from the shaking of pleasure. Thadn’t been anyone for years, let have an intercourse, I was too busy with work that I neglected personal life. that was just excuse, and I developing feelings for someone. It was starting to change after last night–I hated fact that I was too vulnerable withi Matteo, I could push him away and wasn’t going force me or anything, but I didn’t. didn’t push him away when he or he me. I was begging my eyes. Of course, he had his ego please. Honestly, I didn’t what happened last night. I haven’t had sex in a while, and he was to please me, was terrified of falling for him. He was a pleasure. He knew sensitive spots and he was focusing on me. I walked the stairs and headed to the kitchen to backwards when I saw Matteo near stove, frying eggs. “Good morning. ” He said without turning to at me. on one of the stools near the kitchen island, “Morning. I took seat on “I made scrambled eggs. I watched his every movement; from taking a plate and the scrambled eggs exact plate. He didn’t look at me. I didn’t mind because meant I could look at him longer. I could him in. Well, he was never disappointment in terms his looks. Even when his was and he only wearing a t–shirt, was a beautiful view. “Are you not eating?” I asked, raising an eyebrow. He shook his head, “No. I’m skipping breakfast today. I didn’t word, only nodding my head. It took me by surprise he looked at me–I didn’t expect him to. Memories last night came rushing in, from the way he touched me and gave me pleasure, from way we held eye contacts, from way he moaned my name. They were all still fresh I easily forget about them even if tried. Matteo cleared his “Are free today? Is it your day off? “Yup, it’s my day off. “Today is my mother’s birthday. thought we could if free. I’d like to come,” I nodded my head with a smile forming on my face, “Does she know about me?” my whole knows about you. “Been about me my back?” wait to meet you. He smirked. nothing wrong complimenting my wife behind her back. There it again. If he kept me his wife, I was to my mind. There was no in h hell I could keep calm 20 39 Wed, Oct Chapter 15 whenever he me that He wasn’t afraid to call that, either. We were married–we were wife on paper. acted as and wife behind closed doors. I shifted in my seat, to ignore the heat seeping on my cheeks. 1 blushing it? It wasn’t his first calling that. they keep asking and asking me to you over. “Okay, when do you want to go?” He glanced down wristwatch, “In two hours. Is that okay? have a few things to settle first,” “Okay” Just as was about to walk away, I grabbed onto looked down at my hand, but he didn’t pull away nor did move. It was sudden I immediately hand, “I just wanted to ask if you’re still hurting. “I’ve been through worse, Alena. Don’t worry about me,” Then, he continued to leave the kitchen. stared at the same spot where he was couldn’t help but feel worried him. He wasn’t just hit on the and it just a bruise. He was shot by a and he was lucky enough it any of his o***ans. Instead of resting or sleeping the day, he wanted to go and meet mother for her birthday. I wondered if barely felt any pain that was impossible. So, I couldn’t help but thinking about him as I ate my breakfast. He probably wanted to make the eggs for himself but decided it to let me eat it I came down. Maybe, just maybe, he wanted to avoid seeing me morning. I overthinking things and I couldn’t myself. Until it was already time to leave. was a sundress and my hair was down in waves. As for Matteo, he was wearing a buttoned–down shirt but instead long sleeves, it short. It my first time seeing wear like but he handsome. How wear anything and still attract others? “You look beautiful,” complimented. As usual, he didn’t bother hiding that was eyeing me. I that about him. The compliment left his lips and interest showed in his eyes. So, in way, knew was sincere. “You think beautiful? Should I twirl!” I chuckled, “Come on. should go before twirl. was weird a feeling–to joke around with Matteo. Whenever talked, it was either a serious conversation or a one. Nothing ever fuginy interesting this was like a breath of fresh air. sense the genuine smile whenever his lips curved the sincerity his eyes whenever he listened to me talking He was being different. used to it. 20:39 Wed, Oct 9 Chapter 15 The to his was quiet. We only listened to the he his phone–it much but could tell he was a fan of alternative rock. His choice of music was interesting, and I enjoyed listening to them. I even saw. him tapping on the steering for couple of times when he thought I wasn’t looking he slowly loosening around me? The estate came into view, I was in awe. It was bigger than Matteo’s estate, but the design was similar. Both were well–kept. They must’ve hired the same designer, “It’s huge. 1 muttered under my breath. “Mama likes have the whole together. Sometimes they would over. So, most of the house is never really empty. She’s quite family person,” he replied the car came to a stop, parked a Range Rover. “Do you think like me?” you? She’ll love you. I scoffed. “That’s too early to tell. “You’re a sweetheart. She’ll love you the moment she you. That was nice thing to hear, especially coming from him. I help but smile and lucky enough, he already. stepping of the car. I no reason to have his me. I wasn’t to impress. We were not a real couple, He the door for me, I stepped out, “Thank you. “You’re welcome. ” placing a hand on my lower back as we walked towards the front door. Many expensive were parked outside, and knew, they were many inside, too. was feeling little nervous because it was going to be my first time meeting the Italians–I kind of how to mingle. Too busy working did that to me. Matteo onto the door we both waited. “So, we start now, don’t we?” I asked, randomly. He tensed beside me he clenched his jaw. I could ask him why, door was opened, were by a woman in her late fifties. Her skin glowing as her lips curved into a smile. as she saw Matteo, she immediately him in for a hug. She started to speak in Italian before speaking in English, “I missed my honey. “Mama…” He chuckled, trying to the embarrassment from nickname but his mother didn’t seem to care. When his mother was hugging him, I shifting a bit when she about to near his wound. “I seen last birthday. Don’t you miss me?” She sighed, playfully hitting her chest. “I missed you, Mama. I’ve with work. “Excuses, just like your father. One day, you two are going to die with the mafia. ” She responded and even though it sounded harsh, she was joking Matteo pulled mother in for another she smiled, giving in. She wasn’t mad at him. She just missed a lot and wanted him to come visit often–knowing Matteo, far as I knew he always busy. He probably didn’t have time. 20:39 Wed, Oct u Chapter 15 “And you must be she smiled widely she my hand before pulling me in a bone–crushing hug. For a petite woman her age, she had quite a strong grip. “You are absolutely stunning, my dear. son is very lucky to have you. I smiled, she the hug. “It’s nice to you- She cut me off, “Before you start calling me Mrs. and on, you should start by me Mama. You’re my and family. should drop the formalities” “Okay, Maria. Understood. She clapped “Come, come inside. The whole family is eager to meet you. I nodded my head, letting her pull by the hand. Matteo was smiling as he followed behind, without word. was resting his hand on my waist as to feel overwhelming. We reached the living room, I saw many heads to look at us. And I didn’t realize I was holding my breath.