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CHRISTANTINO (18+) Wife or Not , I will kill you
Our first official evening as a married couple wasn't as painful as I thought it would be. After I saved our dinner from drowning, we sat in silence while we watched a movie. I chose it for myself but Costa decided to stick around with me. He spent most of it on his phone anyway.Our second night together was also way more tolerable than the first.Costa called another truce before we got into bed so we agreed to just stay away from each other while still sharing the duvet.Unfortunately, any potential progress we may have made during our one day honeymoon went out the window the next morning."What the hell is that?" I groaned into my pillow, scrunching my eyes shut."I don't know. Shut up." He's so moody in the morning."It's still going." Please God, why is it still going?"Well, your talking isn't fucking helping.""Costa." I cried, sounding more like a spoiled child than I care to admit. "Make it stop!" Finally the man on the other side of the bed groaned out loud, forcing hims
CHRISTANTINO (18+) Truce?
"Stop pulling.""Shut up.""You're making me cold, maláka." (Asshole) Instead of replying, he tugged on the duvet again, pulling it off me again. "Costa!""Shit, I give up. Truce. Just come closer." He sighed, his voice thick and gravelly with sleep. He stretched his bare tattooed arm in my direction as if to beckon me closer.We'd been having the same argument all fucking night. We wanted to stay as far as possible from each other but that meant the duvet wasn't big enough for us both. Costa stayed on one side of the king size bed and I stayed on the other but we were still constantly arguing. We argued all night. It's not how I pictured my wedding night going, that's for sure. For the sake of getting another few hours of sleep, I rolled closer to the nonexistent pillow wall which had come apart during our night of tug of war. We had pillows everywhere in the bed and one even ended up on the floor when Costa kicked it off in frustration.By now I could see the sun peaking throu
CHRISTANTINO (18+) We’re not having sex
Someone needs to put a muzzle on that bitch.As soon as the car pulled up outside the hotel, I got out leaving my fuming wife behind. Her family were already waiting there for her anyway so I'm sure one of them could get Millie and her stupid dress out of the car.I hated that dress.Didn't she think ahead? She really had to choose a dress with so much unnecessary fabric. The top half was really nice. The lace hugged her body and her curves perfectly. It showed the right amount of skin without being too revealing for a church wedding.But still, the V neck made it difficult not to stare too much during the ceremony. It's not like she would have noticed anyway, she was too busy looking at everything else but my eyes.And the skirt...well it made her look like a princess - which is why I fucking hated it.That infuriating woman is anything but a princess - despite being known in the underworld as the Princess of the Greek Mafia.But she looked so damn beautiful when she walked into th
CHRISTANTINO (18+) I now pronounce you husband and wife
Six weeks.Sometimes six weeks feels like a lifetime. Maybe if you have a vacation booked or you're waiting for school to finish for the holidays. But sometimes it can go so quick you start questioning your own sense of reality.One minute I was standing in the hallway watching Costantino walk away from me and the next I was standing in a hotel room in a wedding dress. I spent the last six weeks packing up my life in New York and preparing my company for my move halfway across the world.I didn't even get to go to Greece to celebrate my wedding with my parents and aunt and uncle. I was stuck in New York finalising all my own arrangements.I was only a few minutes away from leaving the hotel to head to the church where we were getting married.I wasn't very religious, but since the Accardi family were hosting the wedding in Sicily, most of this was done under their arrangements. Hence why we were getting married in a church and not having an outdoor ceremony like I always wanted.I a
CHRISTANTINO (18+) You should be scared
What an arrogant son of a bitch.First he disappears after he's told we're getting married - leaving me to listen to the preparations alone. Then, he turns up an hour and a half late to our engagement party. Not only that, but he also claims he's not staying long.Let's not even mention the looks I was receiving from him and his little band of followers. Costantino was clearly the leader, which is expected since he was the eldest and the heir to the Sicilian Mafia.The moment he approached us with his siblings and his twin cousins, I could feel all of them glaring daggers into my back. When I got up to follow my father to Mr Accardi's office, I came face to face with those five deadly glares.The one who stood out the most was Rocco, Costa's youngest brother. He was 23 years old - two years younger than me. Rocco was the one who shoved me in New York when I refused to move out of their way in my drunken haze.His family already hated me and we hadn't even finalised the engagement ye
CHRISTANTINO (18+) Let me do the talking
Damian was completely unaware of the tension that suddenly rose up between myself and his cousin.She was staring at me wide eyed, her movements with the handkerchief coming to a stop.Her eyes darted across my face as she took me in. Despite the fact she was drunk as hell that day, recognition passed through her features almost instantly.Her plump lips parted in shock, almost as if she expected never to see me again.Despite the fact she was all wet and her mascara was running thanks to the champagne, she still looked as beautiful as she did that night six weeks ago. I don't think beautiful is even enough to describe her. But her beauty wasn't enough to make me like her. In fact all it did was make me hate her even more. "You..." The word left her mouth barely in a whisper. "You're Costa Ac-..."I always love when people realise who I am.Especially when it's someone who I hate. She continued to stare at me in shock, putting the pieces together in her stupid little head. Then, a
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