Matrimonial Duties

Diego

The whole building was quiet, it had always been like this. Anytime blood spills or anyone dies, silence follows. This silence leaves me alone with the voices in my head.

I poured my self a drink from the bottle of wine I promised myself not to touch, ignoring the sting I felt on my shoulders and stomach. I lost two men, two great men. Marco’s child was due next month, and sadly he won’t get to see his child, Viktor wanted out, this was supposed to be his last operation, but he was gone too. I promised my men protection, and I failed woefully tonight. I was so close to losing most of them tonight, one crazy thing I hate is losing my men, I prefer to lose money instead.

Money can always be replaced, but my men can’t be replaced, they are loyal to the core. And loyalty was hard to get, I took a huge gulp from the wine, allowing it to burn my throat. Miguel was once planted as a spy in the Fords household, instead he had a thing with one of the enemies daughter, who is now my wife.

I stared at the untouched plate Eliz brought in few minutes ago, right now food was just pointless, it was the last thing on my mind.

I heard the door creak open but I didn’t move, it was probably Eliz again.

“Diego.” I heard that familiar soft voice, she stood at the door barefooted wearing one of the pajamas that was initially shopped for her run away sister.

“I knocked but I didn’t get a response.” She added, she hesitated a bit not knowing if she should step in or not.

“You haven’t eaten.” She said looking at the direction of the tray of food.

“I am not hungry,” I replied, not looking at her.

“But you need to regain your strength, you lost a lot of blood tonight and…”

“What a caring wife doing her wifely duties, don’t forget our marriage is only real on paper, we both don’t have feelings for each other.”

She flinched, I noticed the sadness in her eyes and that made me regret the words I just spoke. I didn’t mean to say it that way, I was still annoyed by what I saw when she looked at Miguel, it wasn’t just shock or pain.

It was something else, and I didn’t fail to recognize it.

“You are right though, I know that, we both know that. But I don’t understand why you’re so angry.”

“Maybe because you were looking at another man, while I was bleeding right in front of you.”

She gasped loudly,

“That is not fair Diego, I was literally worried about you.”

“No, you stopped worrying as soon as your ex lover stepped in,” I said, stepping closer to her, I could feel the air between us thicken, the smell of her and the way she trembled as she swallowed.

“You should eat something, Diego.” She said stepping back, I caught her by the wrist pulling her closer to my chest as I wrapped my hands around her waist.

“What if it’s something else I want to eat,” She froze immediately, her eyes widening.

I leaned closer to her making sure she felt my breath on her face, her breath hitched but she didn’t try to move away.

“I think I’ve lost my appetite but I will like to try something different, something more sweeter.”

“Diego,” she whispered, trembling in my hands.

“Isabella,” I whispered back.

“Maybe it’s time to fulfill our matrimonial duties, or what do you think. Is it too early or too late?”

“It’s been long I got laid, I want to remain devoted to my wife, the De’ Luca’s don’t commit adultery and it won’t start with me.”

Her eyes searched mine as if she was trying to see the truth, I could see the fear, doubt and uncertainty, but I saw something else that mirrored my hunger. Maybe this hunger will be killed once I have her in my bed. What the fuck was I doing, holding her and staring at her lips as I if I want to devour. This was strictly business.

Love is sickening and I don’t do love, I can’t afford to fall in love again, again? That wasn’t love but an obsession likened to addiction. I should give her space before this worsens.

I just want her in my bed, nothing else. I let her go and turned my back to her before I did something I regret, the last thing I need right now is for her to start getting funny ideas in her head.

“You have to go to bed, Isabella.” I said in a very low voice, I didn’t hear her move.

“Can we discuss our matrimo…”

“Please,” I said cutting her off entirely.

“But you brought this up Diego, I know I have my duties the same way you have yours, like you said we are married on paper, it’s a mere contract, I am a replacement, whate….”

“Let’s discuss this later.” I cut her off again.

“Just leave please.”

After a while, I heard the door open. She left already, but her smell still filled my room. I sat back on my bed, my dinner was still there untouched, but I was full of want, anger and something I didn’t have the right to feel.

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