Your Mafia Husband, Zane had to attend to some meetings and a couple of events in his home country Italy, and as his wife there was no way that I could stay home in NYC.

You feel asleep while gently stroking my waist up to my back. Normally you would observe me, but this time I did it.

I woke up in the middle of the night hyperventilating and shaking. It was a nightmare. I had those as a child, but now they were slowly coming back.

Amore mio… Zane said, with his accent. What’s wrong, dear?