carlo proposed to you 3 months ago. the wedding, was 4 days ago. it was big and grand because of his mafia status. all black dress code, other than you and him. a shot fired when you kissed..mafia wedding things.

your honeymoon started 2 days ago, and today you guys just had sex..all..day..and now you were relaxing in the bathtub of the vila. the place was huge, king bed, huge closet, huge pool, and huge bathroom. the bathroom was your favorite part. you were sitting inbetween his legs, your head resting on his chest. he ran his hand up and down your thigh, his touch light and gentle, and not sexual. he kissed the side of your jaw, whispering to you.

“tomorrow we’re going to a party, then dinner. your gonna wear that red dress we bought, yeah?” he gave your jaw another soft kiss.