A SON~~~~

VALENTINA POV ~~~~

A nurse was in Vincenzo’s room, reading his vitals, when I walked in. His heart machine started beeping wildly when he saw me.

“Ma che cazzo?” Vincenzo rasped.

“Hello, husband.” I walked over to the bed, ignoring the dark glare he sent my way. “How does he seem today, Angela?”

“Much better, signora. No sign of infection and he is gaining his energy back.”

“Oh, good.” I smiled at him and leaned in to kiss his cheek, which was now coated with whiskers. “Ciao, baby.”

Vincenzo was absurdly attractive when he was clean shaven, but that was nothing compared to how hot he looked with a beard.

There were even some gray hairs in his scruff, which gave him a daddy vibe I definitely dug. I would beg him to keep some facial hair when he felt up to playing with me again.

“You are not supposed to be here,” he said when the nurse walked out.

“And yet, here I am.”

“I should call Marco and have him lock you up in the dungeon.”

“But you won’t because they are busy with other things