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“Yes, and you didn’t care about that. You ran away and got married to a man you were forbidden from seeing. I can’t turn the other cheek, Grazia. Not to this.”
“So what does this mean?” I asked him, my voice breaking with every word. My heart too.
“Fiori.” He called for Salvatore. “Consider the Caputofamigliahostile. I suggest you stay in your side of town or start learning how to look over your shoulder.”
The line went dead and I flinched. My brothers were never violent with me but that conversation felt a lot like a slap across the face. I wasn’t surprised, but it didn’t hurt any less.
“Tesoro, are you alright?”
“Yes.”
“That’s why I didn’t want you to be here for this call.”
“I knew this would happen and I will be sad about it tomorrow. Today is our wedding day.”
“One day I’ll give you the wedding that you deserve. With flowers, and music, in front of the whole world. When all this bullshit with your family is over, I’m going to give you that.”
I leaned down and kissed my husband, feeling his rough lips on mine and allowed myself to enjoy it because thiswasour wedding day. The both of us was all that mattered.
“I don’t need another wedding. I just need my husband to dance with me.”
“Let’s dance then.”
~~~
Salvatore danced with me to six Andrea Bocelli songs, each more beautiful than the other and he hated every single one. Sasa liked to watch me dance, but both his legs were made of wood. He still did it though.For me.
I didn’t have much of an appetite, but enjoyed the cake that was served because it was raspberry mousse and Sasa remembered it was my favorite. Chiara forced me to have two slices and she gave a speech, even if Salvatore and Pietro encouraged her not to, but I appreciated her kind words. Ariana and Pina were the only friends I was allowed to have growing up because their family was associated with mine and they were trustworthy enough, but now Ariana was entertaining my father after dark and I didn’t dare to call Pina yet. Chiara was the only one I had left. It was one more thing that pissed off my brothers, and by that, I mean Goliath.
When the night started to fall, Salvatore practically kicked his cousins out of the house and while he walked them to the door, I snuck upstairs to his bedroom and locked myself in the bathroom. Chiara did as much last-minute shopping as she could all day, but I only had a few changes of clothes. The one thing she did manage to get me was a beautiful set of white lace lingerie with a balconette bra and thigh high stockings, so I slipped into that and threw the matching silk robe over it.
“Grazi?” Salvatore called for me from the bedroom.
“I’ll be out in a second.”
I washed my hands and checked myself in the mirror. I was no blushing bride, but by my standards, I looked good enough. There was no sadness in the blue of my irises, no bags under my eyes, and my dark hair – even if a little messy – looked nice the way it cascaded down over the virginal white.
I took a deep breath and finally turned the knob to open the door. Sasa was on the other side, his back turned to me, and he was taking off the cuffs of his shirt. I couldn’t help but admire the way his muscular back filled the fabric. God gave him humanly beauty, but the gym turned him into a beast and now all of him was mine. Irrevocably mine. The thought ignited the flame of desire in my gut.
“Sasa.”
He turned on his heel and stopped breathing. He looked at me just like that a million times, same hungry eyes, same flared nostrils, but that look never failed to make me feel the most beautiful girl in the world. He wanted me and he didn’t bother hiding it one bit.
“Come here,mia moglie.” I walked closer and he caught my hands in his. “Every time I look at you, Grazi, you take my breath away. You’re my first and my last.”
“You’re my first,my only, and my last.”
He didn’t add to his comment like I did and that was alright. I didn’t want to know and it didn’t matter.
My arms circled his waist and I let my head fall back to give him access to my skin. His mouth found the right spot on my neck, the one that made me turn into a puddle, because no one knew my body like my husband.
Salvatore tilted my chin up to look at him and I felt my cheeks burning.
“This is crazy.” I whispered. “I don’t know why I’m nervous. It’s us. You and me. We’ve had sex hundreds of times.”
I expected him to laugh, but instead, he kissed me softly.
“Yes, it’s us, it’s you and me. But you never had sex with your husband before.” His playful wink made me smile. “Your husband that loves you like a mad man and would give you the stars in the sky if you’d ask.”
