Vinci Souza Mansion

Accidental Alpha’s Bride

Chapter Four

(Vinci Souza Mansion)

Salvatore’s POV

It took great grace, composure and tolerance to watch Erica utter all she said to Angel and even though I pretended like it was nothing it was getting me mad. My sister had no right sending those lame questions to my wife even though the marriage is for a contracted period of time there’s no reason confronting her for what she knows nothing about.

I’m no longer in love, which is my idea to adopt a contract marriage, so why this stupid air of authority?

I quickly stepped up. “Sweetheart you must be tired, you had a long day, let's retire for the night?” I placed my hands on Angel’s and could feel how nervous she truly is. It hurts me to put her through such a difficult situation.

“So soon, Son?” Mother got up abruptly looking hurt.

“My wife needs the rest. She barely had enough rest being worried over Grandpa, and I’m glad he’s getting better.” I took her by the arm, almost leading her out when Erica broke into a mocking laughter.

“Is your wife just tired or is she running away from explaining how she bagged you in such a short while? It seems insincere… Salvatore got a fiancée, and now a wife just two weeks after Grandpa got ill?”

“Stop it Erica! What’s your business if your brother decides to fall in love and marry within a day, be happy your brother found love and don’t be a killjoy! My dear boy retired tonight with your bride. I'd love to show her around in the morning. And don’t forget to have a splendid night.” Mother said as she pecked me on both cheeks and hugged my bride before we left the dinning.

The walk to my bedroom which I’d be sharing with Angel that makes it our bedroom was a dead silent one. Angel quickly got into the shower and for long hours she didn’t come out. When she did her eyes were puffy and her cheeks red.

It meant one thing.

“Have you been crying?”

I jumped out of bed rushing to her but she stopped me when I tried making body contact.

“What I decide to do shouldn’t be your business Mr. Salvatore.” She retorted with a snort.

“Don’t keep that tone with me. We are man and wife and keeping things away from each other isn’t the way to go if you want this to work for the one year stated.”

“And you keep the part about your past to me? Who’s the past gold digger your sister talks about? if your sister has a means to pull a dagger to my chest she would. I don’t want any more problems.” Her eyes were burning with questions.

“Erica acts out of character sometimes but she means well. She’s only looking out for me, she doesn’t know what we have, and that’s the reason you shouldn’t let her get to you.” My jaw tightened.

“Then what did she mean? Your family is looking out for you which means…”

“Which means nothing every family acts this way around on their own.” Rage sputtered in my tone while mentally restraining myself from getting mad, and took a hard deep breath.

She sighs, folding her arms akimbo and blinking back the tears. “I feel you’re hiding something from me, and I don’t know what it is but Mr. Salvatore I would hate you if you take my silence for weakness.”

Of course I’m hiding something but it isn’t my secret to tell it’s something which everyone is forbidden to speak of ever in this household or think about it.

“Tomorrow will be a long day. Mom will take you around, and trust me you’ll be needing a lot of sleep to rest your muscles because you’ll be needing it.” I try to make light of the situation and she sits closer stretching her legs.

“Should I massage them?”

“No, that's weird?” She pulls her legs together, getting embarrassed.

“What’s weird is you thinking it is. It might be fake but that doesn’t mean I’m not responsible for you. No one is allowed to lay a scratch on your skin, or cut a strand of hair. For as long as the contract stands you’re Mine. You’re my wife, my better half, my soul mate and my soon to be child’s mother and today I want you to realize no one has the right to hurt you or make you shed a tear. You’re a Vinci Souza now and we don’t cower or bow for anyone.”

My fingers ran over her arm and with one light tug pulled her to me and she couldn't control the moans, and quivers from the body contact as her cheeks burned hot. Her cheek brightened with a splotch of pink. The sensation from our bodies, her beautiful honey brown eyes and the soft feel of her skin to mine was doing things to my brain.

Crazy, hot and sensual things.

I traced a finger from her tear duct down her left cheek and with a sweet swirl of my fingers a little moan escapes her pretty lips. “When next I see you cry I’ll punish you for being a disobedient girl. My woman won’t be caught crying under my watch, you get that?”

She nods gently.

I spank her ass.

“Yes…”

Spank!

“Yes Salva…”

Spank!

“Yes Husband.”

“You learn so easily now, be a good girl and sleep.” My lips formed an o and blew her a kiss.

“I can’t sleep…” she whispers.

“Why?”

“I’ve always had trouble sleeping alone. It's either I sleep around my friends or stay up all night. Night scares me so much.” She reveals.

The urge to ask why she was terribly afraid of the dark lunged in my throat but there was no need pushing her past her limit. She was clearly traumatized and asking her too many questions could do more harm than good. We have so much time to get to know each other, especially for my child’s mother.

“Angel, whatever nightmare will have to come through me first before it ever dreams of touching you. I’m here lying beside you, let's have some sleep.” My words assured her as she tends to relax her tensed shoulders and close her eyes.

We cuddled up and my arms coiled around her neck as my fingers started playing with her hair and her body began to relax as she trails her fingers on my arm till I felt her stiffen in sleep.

“Angel?”

“Angel, are you awake?”

She was fast asleep and the lights were still on.

I shifted a little to turn off the table lamp to reveal a dim lit room and my thoughts ran far.

It’s been so long since I've had anyone in my arms sharing such intimacy, breathing each other's air, basking in the scents of our bodies.

I used to love love but to protect my heart from shattering again a defense is better.

“I’ve never slept well myself dear Angel. We are alike in so many ways. I hope being around you will stop the hurt and truly give me some relief.” I kissed her cheeks and held onto her tighter before my world began to grow dim.