~VITTORIA~"I was trying to be quiet so I won't wake you up". He said as I watched him wrap a bandage around his stomach injury. "You got so scared you even called my first name."I rolled my eyes, folded my arms, and sighed. "Well, seems a lot of people have been wanting me dead lately," I replied.He chuckled then groaned. "That hurts." He said then cut out the excess bandage and sat up. He looked at his cut then at me. "Since you're here babydoll, might as well help me with my arm." He said, signaling to his bloody arm with a smirk.I raised an eyebrow, "And I'd do that, why?""Cause I'm your darling husband that just got injured, badly." He replied.He did get injured badly and I was even starting to be curious how and what he had been up to. Since he hadn't come home the previous day, It was evident that wherever he had gone to or whatever business he had had led to this. But on the other hand, he was always with the twins and North so how the fuck did this even happen."Had a me

~VITTORIA~I called on Nicola to pack up as I decided to leave after Roman's text. And after a few minutes, we were out of the Casino leaving Rio in charge and Martini in his care. If Roman did something usual inside my room or went through my stuff, he was sure a hundred percent of a death anniversary, which was today.I got to Yara's main store, which was located in our territory, and the one she had her office at to get my clothes and shoes for the party the next day. Arriving there, she wasn't in yet for the day, and that was starting to become a norm for her recently."Good afternoon, Ma'am." The girls there chorused again after I had ignored them the first time. "What would you like to shop for?" One of them asked.I waved my hand in the air, signaling to them that I wanted to do it alone without any of them. They got the message and scurried away, leaving behind the one who had just spoken.I ignored her presence and browsed hastily through the clothes first, a white dress caug

VITTORIA~I sat on the bed in my bedroom for some time taking huge breaths and reminding myself that death always wasn't a solution to everything. And besides that, if I killed my husband, I would only pray I made it a few meters past the gate before I joined him in hell.I took several huge breaths as I was taught in the anger management classes my mother had signed me up for when she was alive which didn't really help that much since I stopped going after the second time. I figured out that I didn't have an anger problem, it was just those around me who were annoying.I calmed down a bit and took off the stained dress, then walked to my closet and looked through it, browsing through the options I had like I hadn't done it before deciding to go shopping. I cursed Roman once more under my breath and slid the closet door closed. My phone rang and I saw it was Uncle Quinto calling I knew it was just to ask if we were already on our way or notMy eyes went to Roman's shopping bag and I g

~VITTORIA~It was safe to say that never in my life would I have been so delighted to see Roman. And most especially when I was in this kind of state, one he hadn't seen me in before.Simone backed up a bit, At the same time Roman strode to where we were, and the previous excitement in his eyes remained, only that it didn't look as dominating as before and his confidence was suddenly wrapped up a bit.Roman glared at him as he took my hand in his and ran a quick check at me. "What is going on here?" Roman repeated tearing his eyes away from me to Simone. "What did you say to her?"Simone scoffed unimpressed. "Nothing I shouldn't have. A little information on Isabelle is no harm."From the side, I saw Roman's jaw clench and his grip tightened around my wrist. There was silence and it looked like they were sharing unspoken words between them.I stood, words far from my mouth to even say anything and the only thing that rang in my head was Isabelle and a deal and her standing here and of

~ VITTORIA ~"What?!" I shouted with my eyes wide open. "You've got to be lying.""When have I ever lied to you, wifey?" He asked with an eyebrow raised.I bit my lower lips and narrowed my eyes at him and his t-shirt which was revealing his toned chest with every movement he did. "Well, people do all sorts of things when they're drunk.""Like what?" He asked dropping his mug and folding his arms like I had just opened up a new room for conversation. And if I was being totally honest, this was the first time we were having a conversation where I didn't feel like hitting him the next moment. Maybe it was the hangover. Yeah, I was sure it was."Waking up in people's bed, dancing crazily, kissing random people." I counted on my fingers."And confessing they enjoyed sex with me after being in denial for so long?" He smirked.I stood up. "I'm out of here." I grabbed the mug, took a last sip from it, and headed over to the sink to drop it. And I felt Roman's eyes follow me. When I turned to