Chapter - [ 47 ]

[ Aitana ]

I woke up in the arms of the most handsome man on the earth,the Italian mafia prince aka my husband Alessandro De Niro after an exhausting night. We made love to each other for the first time as it was very close to what two people in love with each other feels.It wasn't just a fuck from his side,the way he handled me like I was a fragile piece of art to be preserved with care.

His eyes slowly opened and locked with mine,it was my turn to get embarrassed as he caught me staring at him.His hand which was working as his pillow beneath his head came to rest on my face.

"Good morning Mrs. De Niro."His groggy morning voice felt like electrifying waves to my ears.

"Morning Mr. Grayson..."I went on a mission to tease him and it seemed to trigger his typical stereotype narrative.

"Mr. Grayson?"He plopped his head on his palm as his elbow dug in the pillow.

"I can be Mrs. De Niro so why can't you share my last name?"I argued and watched his ears turning red.

"Oh hell no! Aitana Gray