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My Mafia Husband Chapter 64
Nicolas Never in my life could I have imagined feeling anxious, yet at this very moment, I am incredibly nervous. I smeared some gel on my hair and gave it a neat style. I adjust my cufflinks in an effort to keep myself from leaving my hotel room, snatching Anaya, and bringing her to the altar in lieu of waiting. Who would have thought I would be jittery about my wedding? Leave that. Who would have thought I would be marrying? And now I’m just waiting for the dang thing to start! How much time is left? I sighed, recalling the day we informed our family that we planned to get married in three weeks. All of them gave weird and different reactions. It was interesting to witness Viler’s mouth open and astonished look. The look quickly changed from shock to annoyance, though. It took us the entire evening to get them all to settle down. By 'us,' I mean Anaya. When I say we were exhausted at the end of the night, I was. I really didn’t care what they thought. I will marry my girl with or
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Anaya The last three weeks have been the most stressful three weeks of my life. I knew wedding preparation could be both stressful and thrilling, but nothing prepared me for this. During these times, my father and Cia operated like a well-oiled machine. I proposed they launch a joint event management company. Cia provided me with a plethora of bath goods. When I was completely clean, I dried myself and wore a white sexy lingerie. It was the best garment I have ever worn. Lastly, I added the garter belt. I did it before hand so as to avoid dirty comments I am sure Ad will throw my way. I draped the silky pink robe over me with ‘the bride’ emblazoned in large letters on the back. When I was alone in the dressing room, I squealed a bit. I’m about to get married. I have never been both so nervous and so excited. Nicolas and I had our differences in the past, but right now, all I could think about was meeting him at the altar. The butterflies in my stomach fluttered, thinking about how
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Nicolas “Wait!” Who the hell yelled that? When everyone turned to face the stoop, they noticed... Adrian. He was panting hard, hunched down with his hands on his knees. I said, gritting my teeth, “Adrian.” This stumped us all. Anaya pressed her hand on mine. Adrian raced up to the altar. He moved forward and spoke in a low voice that only Anaya and I could hear. “Can’t marry without your minister, aye!” We both whisper-yelled, “What?” What exactly does he mean? We already have a minister in place. “Ad, we already have...” she began, turning to face the place where the minister was supposed to be present there. However, it was vacant. “Mrs. Boss, the minister had a situation in the toilet,” he blurted while gigging. “What do you mean by a situation in the toilet?” I questioned. He tried to contain his laughter as he said, “Boss, he has diarrhea, and he’s smearing the toilet in the mansion.” Oh, Lord! “Ew!” Anaya wrinkled her nose. Fuck, she is cute. “But who will perform the
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Anaya I chuckled, “Papa, I can’t believe you chased my husband off the dance floor.” “It was time for the father-daughter dance. And besides, he was getting too close to you,” he muttered. We had a lot of people join us on the dance stage. I laughed once more. Nicolas was pouting while occupying the chair that was allotted to us. On the table, Mr. and Mrs. were inscribed in capital letters. My father and Nicolas are both really cute. It’s amusing when they try to prove to each other how much power they have over me. I stood on my tiptoes and kissed his forehead. “Papa, Nicolas, and I just got married. You were the one who arranged it and now you say he is too close to me,” I said, trying not to laugh. He grunted, dismissing what I said, and we danced on. Our dancing was cut short by the phone ringing. My father stiffened up as soon as he saw the caller. “I have to take this, Passero. I will be back.” I glanced at him in disbelief and said, “Sure.” I stood on the stage, staring a
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Nicolas “Remove your panties, kitten,” I ordered, as I took a sharp turn. I tightened my hold on the steering wheel. I’d had enough at this point. I want her. “What?” she yelled. “Are you crazy?” “Do it now, kitten. Or I will do it for you,” I warned. She took off her underwear and placed it on the dashboard of the car. “What now?” she asked. “Now I want you to put your hand in between your legs and play with yourself,” I instructed. She said, “No.” She was clearly hesitant, as seen by the blush on her face. I love how innocent she is, but it is not helping me right now. Without a doubt, she won’t be walking tomorrow. “Kitten,” I warned. “No! You are driving. It is not safe,” she countered. I answered, “Fine,” and pulled to the side of the road. I opened the door and exited the vehicle. I unbuckled her and took her into my arms. I stepped around to the back of the vehicle and unlocked the door. I placed her on my lap while I sat in the rear seat. Her gown has hitched upwards.
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Anaya My eyelids fluttered open, and I looked about. I winced when I noticed the drapes were open and sunshine filtering through the window in the room. Sunlight illuminated the dark grey and black room. My gaze was drawn to the attractive man who was blissfully asleep beside me. His breathing was shallow and calm. He looked so peaceful. I cannot believe it’s been five days since we were married. I am living with him in his... our house. Our room. It was quite difficult for me to leave my father’s place. I have only been living there for the last few months, I have grown fond of all the people who live there. Even the guards! They helped me sneak my father’s candy from his car. I grin, remembering Nicolas comforting me when I was upset after leaving my father’s house. Even if he hates when Cia and Ad steal my time, he still arranged a sleepover for all of us. So I could unwind with my friends. That’s exactly what happened. However, I still managed to get into our bed in the middle
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Nicolas I was ready to tear Ben a new one, when he was hesitant to talk in front of Anaya, making her leave the office. She did not complain or whine, but it did not sit well with me that she thought she needed to leave the office so we could talk. Adrian looked at Ben and shook his head. “That was an asshole move, man.” Ben protested, “What? I didn’t say anything!” Adrian replied and cast a squinting look at Ben. “You know what you did!” “I never thought of you as a liar, Ben,” I replied as I walked over to the coffee machine in the corner. I poured a sizable cup for myself and sipped it. I took a few more seconds to calm myself so that I would not explode at my friend and also to savor Ben’s terrified and regretful expression. Ben murmured, “I am sorry, boss. I don’t have anything against Anaya, I assure you. She is the most tender and kind person I have ever met.” Adrain scoffed, “And how do you repay her? By questioning her presence?” I’ve been trying to make sense of the is
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Anaya “I am not sure anymore that you do,” I whispered. I was aware that the statement was entirely bogus. I only wanted him to understand how difficult it is to discover truths through doors repeatedly. He made a promise to me, but he broke it. “Anaya,” he choked. The look on his face conveyed how much my words hurt him. “You already know that’s not true.” I step back from him to gather my thoughts because the look he is giving me is too painful for me to handle. I can’t pour my emotions into the air when all he does is hide things from me. “It’s ironic, Nicolas. You claim to despise liars, but you lie all the time.” “I did not lie!” he responded, taking a step forward. I took a step back and said, “Oh yes, you just hide the truth from me again and again.” In response to the sarcasm in my voice, his fists clenched. He hates it when I do it, and I know that. I was walking back while he was moving forward toward me. My back hit the wall, and I gasped when he was standing just inche
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