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Not so little Shortie

Domenico Perez POV*

"I will not stay here and watch you accuse my wife of something just because of her last name" Banging my fist on the table, I glare straight at him.

Isabella isn't like that. She's not a backstabber or a mole. I watched her for ten years, she is anything but a mole.

"Nico?" A soft voice called from the door and I turned. Bella was standing there, staring at me with her doe eyes. It was obvious she was just waking. Her brown hair stood at different angles and her eyes drooping cause of how sleepy she was. It seemed like she's using a lot of effort to stay up right now.

Was that my shirt she was wearing?

I rubbed my chest due to the uncomfortable feeling i was getting right now.

Why am I feeling this way? What is wrong with me?

"Nico" She calls softly again, dragging her feet slowly towards me.

"Why are you awake? I asked you to sleep, didn't I?" Scolding her softly, I pulled her to me and she fell on me, straddling me. Oh God. She smells just like me.

"Didn't see y
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