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Gwen
“Robert and Gwendolyn have chosen rings to exchange with each other as a symbol of their unending love.”
I have not seen the rings.
“As you place this ring on Gwendolyn’s finger, please repeat after me. With this ring, I thee wed and pledge you my love now and forever.”
The ring is beautiful. An oval diamond solitaire, at least three carats, in yellow gold. The wedding band matches the ring and is covered with diamonds. The set is befitting for a mafia wife.Did Vanessa pick out the rings?I cringe.
Bobby recites, “with this ring, I thee wed and pledge you my love now and forever.”
If only that were true.
“Gwendolyn, as you place this ring on Robert’s finger, please repeat after me. With this ring, I thee wed and pledge you my love now and forever.”
Bobby’s ring is a simple yellow gold band.
I whisper, “with this ring, I thee wed and pledge you my love now and forever.”
“By the authority vested in me by the State of Illinois, I now pronounce you husband and wife! Robert, you may kiss your bride.”
Big hands grasp my shoulders. I slightly turn my head as Bobby kisses me. The kiss lands on my cheek. I finally look in Bobby’s eyes. My husband is not happy.
Bobby leans into me and whispers in my ear, “don’t ever disrespect me.”
I flinch. Tears in my eyes. I bite my lip to keep from crying.
I am not afraid of you, Bobby Vincenzio.I don’t care if he is the powerful mafia boss of the Chicago Outfit.
Bobby puts an arm around my shoulders. We walk down the aisle together as husband and wife.
Bobby
Gwen deliberately turned her head when I kissed her! Ah. So, she has a rebellious streak. I will take care of that. I will break her. Control her. She will learn her lesson tonight. She will learn to obey me. Not question me. Satisfy my every need. My wife will be rewarded with fine things when she obeys me, punished when she does not. I will mold her into the perfect mafia wife. She will bear my children. Be the perfect mother.
My wedding day drags on. Traditional Italian wedding feast. Toasts. Bullshit speeches. Cake. Pictures. Boring. I barely speak to Gwen.
Gwen’s curves are on full display in her gown. All the men keep staring at her. Eye-fucking her. I don’t like it. She belongs to me. She is a capo’s wife. They need to show me some respect. I am pissed.
The wait staff clears the tables and moves them off the patio. A DJ sets up for dancing. Gwen and I dance the obligatory bride and groom first dance. Awkward. I barely touch her. I ignore her.Will this fucking day ever end?
My brother, Paul Jr., asks Gwen to dance. The music is fast and loud. Gwen throws her arms in the air and swings her perfect hips to the music. Her generous tits and ass bounce as she moves. She is smiling. Her eyes are half closed. Bites her lower lip. She looks like sex. Gwen is not aware of the effect she has on men. My brother is leering at her. I can see a bulge in his pants.What the fuck!
I overhear Zach Fielding tell my father, “Bobby is going to have his hands full with her. Gwen is headstrong and stubborn.”
My father replies, “I’m counting on it.”
My father knows I am in earshot of that conversation.
Gwen is much more confident than the night I rescued her from the Razors. She had been frightened and in shock. A compliant little porcelain doll.What happened?This girl is sexy and rebellious.
I watch her delicate, wet, pink tongue dart out of her mouth and lick her upper lip. I want to feel that tongue on my balls. I see her staring at me with those big blue eyes as she seductively shimmies her hips. Fuck! Those blue eyes. My cock twitches. I am acting like a teenage boy. She is just another pair of tits, an ass, and a pussy. She should not have this effect on me.Why am I so turned on?
My cock will own her pussy later. I will fuck her out of my system. She is just another chick. I will lose interest in her like I have lost interest in all the other hot chicks I have fucked.
I have always been a heartless bastard. I don’t love. I fuck beautiful women and ghost them when they bore me. Of course, I am married now, so I can’t ghost this one. Must keep her. Be a husband. Whatever that means. I never wanted commitment. I don’t believe in monogamy. I never had a girlfriend. Never wanted to be on some chick’s Facebook page.
When I bed a woman, my needs come first. Always. I don’t give a fuck about their needs. Their needs – their problem. I do what I want. Fuck whoever I want – wherever and whenever.What am I going to do with a wife?
