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“Don’t you have work to do?” It’s still morning.

“Fuck work. I’m staying in bed with you. This is as conscious as you’ve been since everything happened. Plus, Rico can handle himself.”

We snuggle in silence for a moment, but it’s broken by Dante asking, “Are you okay, Serenity?”

“How do you mean?”

“I mean, with everything that is going on. You were just a waitress a few weeks ago, and now you’re the wife of a mafia boss with a missing father and a bullet hole in your shoulder. Not to mention, your husband kidnapped you. And so did one of his men.”

I point at him. “Okay, for the record, Vance is not one of yours. You had your doubts. And I didn’t like being kidnapped by him as much as being kidnapped by you. And… I’ve dealt with adversity my whole life. I adapt. This is new and out of left field, but we can make it work. I love you, Dante. That’s all I care about. As for my father, he can go fuck himself, and I think it’s best if we just leave him to the dust of history. As you said. This is a new chapter, but not only that, I think it’s a new story. This is the start of ‘Serenity and Dante: King and Queen of Las Vegas.’ Or whatever. You know?”

“I do love that humor of yours, Bambola. And yes, I understand. We’ll call off the search for your father. And I’ll start teaching you what working with us is like. We’ll find you a place here. And as soon as you get better, I’m hoping that you’ll let me knock you up. I’m not getting younger, Bambola. If anything, I've aged several years in the last week.”

I sit up and move to straddle his lap.

“Serenity…”

“Shhh, I’ve got this.”

I gently reach back and grasp his cock.

“I’m looking forward to it. I should be ready in about four days. Ovulation and all that.” I stroke him up and down; his shaft hardens in my hand, and I love feeling him against my palm.

“Do you promise to put a baby in me, husband?”

He nods, “Yes, wife.”

“Good man.” I take the drops of pre-cum and use them as lube before stroking him faster.

“Serenity…” he moans.

“Yes, baby?”

“I love you,” he says, grasping my thighs.

“I love you too, Dante.”

Chapter 21

Serenity

Feb14th,Valentine’s Day

It’s been just about two months since I got shot, and Dante is still being cautious with me. When we have sex, it feels soft and gentle. I don’t mind it, but I really miss being pounded.

But today is Valentine’s Day, meaning I have the perfect opportunity to get freaky on him. Not only am I hoping for neck-biting, sweat-dripping sex, but hopefully, we can do it without a condom. Dante didn’t want to get me pregnant while I was healing. Now that I feel better, I’m hoping we can go back to him being bare inside me. My pussy tingles at the thought.

I light the candles on the dining table, then blow out the flame on the match. I decided to cook Dante’s favorite food: Creamy tomato rigatoni with beef and a cheesecake I made from scratch.

After that, I head to the little stereo and turn it on. Soft classical music plays, and I sway slightly to the music.

“Bambola,” I hear a deep voice calling my name behind me.

I spin and see Dante in his black button-up and dark slacks. He leans against the archway of the dining room, looking sexy as fuck.

His eyes rake up and down my body, taking in the red dress with the deep V-neck that hugs my whole body nicely.

“Hello, husband,” I say seductively and pull out the chair for him.

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