The untold

The human heart has hidden treasures, In secret kept, in silence sealed; The thoughts, the hopes, the dreams, the pleasures, Whose charms were broken if revealed.- Charlotte Bronte

NICOLO'S P.O.V

I sat down looking straight to a particular place, as Gisella sat down. huffing in relief that she kept to her word to meet me downstairs before going to work.

"You're unusually attentive today, ain't you?" she asks me with an unfriendly tone.

I exhale at hearing her comment. "I am a bad person, Gisella, Trust me, I know." I pout out and noticed her staring at the scars on my naked shoulder.

her face went from unfriendly to curious about why I said that. "Signore, why do you say so? are you involved in bad unfinished business or Illegal deals?" I watch as she trails off, I sit right up in her stare.

I need to let her know, even though she won't stop calling me Signore instead of Signor, which means for the past months she has still not accepted me as her husband even though if our marriage w