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Valerio made sure I knew that multiple times a day. That night he turned into a beast, and even though I didn’t give someone that much power over me during sex for a long time, I gave it to him without question, without worry. After I told him I wanted to fuck someone else and danced with Caleb, he wanted to make sure it was actually all bullshit. He wanted to know he was the only one that owned me.
But I needed that too. After seeing him kiss Caleb, I wanted to know I was the only one he wanted. He only kissed him to make me jealous. I was the only source of his focus. I wanted to feel special for him; his anger and possessiveness made me feel that.
Maybe it was a little twisted and unhealthy, but it didn’t matter. It made both of us feel good. That was all that mattered.
His anger-fueled dominance didn’t continue the following week. It was never our dynamic before too. Valerio liked dominating me; that night, he was not cut out for a fight. He just needed my submission, and despite all my logic, I gladly gave it to him. It was not something I wanted every time, though, and thankfully Valerio didn’t want it to.
He enjoyed our fight. He enjoyed it when I had the power.
Whenever things got soft, my head filled with horrible memories because I promised myself I was never going to make love again. However, it was not a problem because we didn’t make love. We made war, and it was better than anything I have ever experienced.
Valerio saw me as an equal in every aspect of our relationship. No one ever valued me as much as he did.
So maybe my mom was wrong. Maybe Sofia was right. Maybe Valerio was the man Kira was talking about. Maybe my fears were unimportant when it came to him. Maybe he was an outlier.
My thoughts were all filled with maybes for the last week. It was not enough to let all my worries go and tell Valerio about everything.
It was enough to let him close, though. Our marriage felt more real than ever. We were working out together, we were talking about our days during dinner, we were going out, and we were having amazing sex. It would be an absolute dream if it wasn’t for my secrets.
But I felt happy.
I even rolled my eyes less. Even when Valerio did something to annoy me, my annoyance didn’t go very deep. Despite everything, I was happy, and it felt so foreign but so good.
I was so happy that I made Valerio’s job easier. I was not as grumpy as before. I was never going to be a very cheery person. I have never smiled a lot since I was a child. That was just my personality, but I was more relaxed these days. Today I even accepted spending time with Verona and Bianca.
Valerio spent some time with them, but I could tell they were closer before I came along. Valerio didn’t want to upset them but didn’t want to leave me alone, so he tried to add me to their little group. I was not sure about how to feel. I didn’t know them very well, but I absolutely didn’t want them to hate me.
I was never good at making people like me, so spending time with them actually made me uncomfortable. I wanted them to like me, but I was almost sure they were going to hate me.
Bianca was very loud and cheery, like Valerio. She was very opposite of me, so it was hard to find a way to get along with her. Also, she was Valerio’s closest friend, and I was not very kissy-touchy with him in public. I was scared she was going to think I was using or hurting his friend.
Verona was more similar to me. I was almost sure people called her icy as they did to me. We were both grumps, but we were actually really different. She kind of disturbed me. She was not frustrated with her surroundings like I was, but more like she was indifferent to everything happening around her. She really didn’t care, and she didn’t have many facial expressions. I could never tell what she was thinking, and it always made me worry that she was just hating me.
I was hoping coming to this sculpture exhibition would make them like me.
I was looking at a sculpture that looked like a human face when arms came around me, and I felt Valerio’s breath next to my ear. “It looks amazing, isn’t it?”
It did, but all the sculptures looked good to me. They were not what I expected. I thought we were going to see people made out of marble. These sculptures were made by so many different objects, though. Valerio told me it was a sustainability exhibition, so everything was recycled. I honestly thought it was really cool.
“So, none of these nails were bought for this sculpture, right?”
“No,” he shook his head. “They gathered nails that were supposed to be trash and made it into art.”
“That’s poetic.” I actually wouldn’t be against going to more exhibitions like this. I thought I was not a big art person, but I liked different things like these. It was interesting.
Which was not the best for my plans for befriending Verona because even though she invited us here, Valerio told me this was not her style. She wasactuallydoing marble people.
“Do you ever do things like these? I mean, you and Verona grew up close, after all.” Bianca also mentioned she had been into art all her life, and she became a tattoo artist in the end.
“I tried, but I suck at it. Verona usually spent her artsy time with Mia and sometimes Bianca. That’s how those two got closer.”
“Not close enough if you ask Bianca.”
Valerio pressed a finger to my lips. “Shh. That’s a secret.”
I really didn’t think Bianca was being that secretive, but I still didn’t press the issue. It wasn’t my place, after all. Instead, I turned to move towards another sculpture, but Valerio’s phone buzzing stopped me. I looked up at him as he looked at his phone, and without realizing it, my eyes went to the screen, and I saw the name.
Before I could ask, Valerio kissed my forehead, saying, “I have to take this,” and walked away, answering the call. It was a bit odd, but I could ask him after his call. It was not the most important thing.
