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I do not want a discussion. She is mine. She needs to behave like a wife, not a schoolgirl. She will perform her wifely duties. I am tired of waiting. I want her. After I fuck her, I can stop thinking about her. No more obsession. Get back to my life.
I kiss her cheek as I stand up to leave.
“Roman is right outside the door, in the hallway, if you need him.”
Gwen
Bobby is dressed in a charcoal Armani suit. He is tan. Sexy. A male model. His cologne smells masculine. Clean. Fresh.
He does not tell me where he is going. Of course.Business?Maybe. Maybe not.Is he meeting a woman?Anything is possible. He is in constant contact with Vanessa! I do not trust him. I feel lost. Ignored. Jealous. I do not want to attend some charity ball Thursday night. I don’t want to have sex with him if he is seeing other women.What can I do?Put him off?No. He is not going to wait any longer. Sex is meaningless to him.If only I hated him. I do not. I am falling for him.
I call my father on my cellphone.
“Gwen! Are you back? How are you?”
“Hi Dad. Yes, we got back an hour ago. Bobby just went out.” I sigh.
“How was they honeymoon?”
“Embarrassing. I got badly sunburned on my back the first day. I spent the whole trip in bed flat on my stomach. Bobby had the resort doctor come and examine me.”
“Are you alright, darling?”
“Yes, I am fine now. Nothing happened on the honeymoon. I am still a virgin.”
I should not tell my father this. But I need somebody to talk to.
“Alright.” My father sounds embarrassed.
“I am sure Bobby is having sex with one of his girlfriend’s right now.”
“I doubt that. You know Gwen, you are going to have to have sex with him eventually, he is your husband.”
“Why? He is never going to love me. He is going to keep seeing other women. Why should I even bother being intimate with him?”
“I’m sorry you feel that way. Do you want me to talk to Paul? He can talk to Bobby.”
I stand up and walk over to a window. I look at the Windy City. I feel small in comparison.
“No. Bobby will just get angry. I just have to accept this marriage for what it is. I will have sex with him when I am ready.”
“Darling, don’t make him wait too long or he may really cheat on you.”
“He is going to cheat on me no matter what.”
I end the call with my father.
I go in the kitchen. I heat a small piece of lasagna Maria made, in the microwave. I eat an early dinner at the large dining room table. Alone.
I watch a movie on Netflix, but I cannot pay attention to it. I am hoping Bobby comes home early. He does not. At midnight, I go to bed. The bed is empty.
Bobby
Earlier, as I walked out the front door of our penthouse, Gwen looked at me like I was going to go fuck another woman. I am Capo of the Chicago Outfit. I am going to be leaving my new wife home alone often…And probably fuck other women. Gwen needs to get used to it. Learn to be a good mafia wife.
Gwen doesn’t trust me. Do I care?Yes. I do. I need her to trust me. I want her to trust me. I want her to be happy.
After the charity ball, I will spend the evening with her. Fuck her gently. Make her come. Satisfy her. Make her want me. Make her trust me.
