The room was small and vacant of any furniture. The walls bathed in darkness and the floor a light grey in the dim lighting, the only source of light being that of the small lamp over his head. Brown and red stains marred the floor and walls with scratches spread across the boundaries, it smelt of mold and the suffocating stench of death.In the middle of it, all stood Salvatore with sweat beading his forehead, his black hair falling into his eyes as he punched at the bag hanging from the roof. Standing shirtless in the center, he landed rapid punches to the leather, the sound of skin against leather reverberating through the room as three men stood against the wall, silently watching as their boss relentlessly punched away, breathing harshly and sweat rolling down his muscled back and chiseled chest. With a heavy exhale Salvatore plummeted the bag with uppercuts, grunting at the effort and the burning in his muscles.

Nicole gasped and clutched at the sheets, her back arching off the bed and her face flushed red. Her breath came in uneven pants and tremors went through her, small mewls escaping her lips as she writhes on the bed, her hair disheveled and her chest heaving."God," She groaned, shutting her eyes tight as her knuckles turned white with her hold on the sheetsWith a startled jump, a shudder passed through Nicole as whimpers escaped her, her body sagging against the mattress afterward with her breath erratic and her head spinning due to the lack of air. With trembling fingers, she touching the base of her neck, feeling the fine sheen of sweat over her body.The mattress dipped beneath her with the movement before Salvatore's face loomed over her, smirking at the dazed expression across her face, leaning down and capturing her lips with his own, a groan escaping Nicole at the salty taste that in

Nicole sat hunched on the seat, Luca's figure lying on the hospital bed, wounded, bruised, and bandaged with various tubes sticking out of him as an oxygen mask covered his mouth, his face was swollen and unrecognizable. Sniffling, she sat with his hand in her own as his family was outside and talking to his doctor.Standing in the doorway, Salvatore felt an ache grow in his chest to see his wife so distraught. Stepping inside the room he went and placed a hand on her shoulder, Nicole jumping at the contact before relaxing to see him. Getting up from the seat, he was quick to envelop her in his embrace as she pressed her face into his chest."Let's go home," He murmured into her hair as she rubbed at her eyes. "It's getting late and you should rest,""But...Luca..." She tried to argue meekly, her lip wobbling."His entire family is here, sweetheart, and both the Regn

"There is something wrong with Serafina," Salvatore spoke breathlessly, his eyes wide with panic and his complexion had gone white as a fine sheen of sweat coated him, his fingers trembling as he touched a hand to his chest, his vision blurring at the pain. "There is something wrong..."Just as those words left his mouth, his phone rang behind them on the coffee table.Nicole's gaze snapped up towards the device, her mouth running dry at the possibility of what could have happened. She had heard stories of how the twins knew when there was something wasn't right with the other, and how they had a deeper empathetic connection with each other, but she had never witnessed it, and right now, she prayed for him to be wrong.She watched Salvatore struggle to his feet, leaving her to kneel on the floor as he grabbed the device and put it to his ear.His wife could notice ho

Salvatore stood in a two-piece navy blue pinstriped suit with a pinstriped white undershirt, picking up a watch as he looked at his collection of ties, wondering which one to match with his attire."Look!" Nicole squealed as she bounded into his closet in a black halter pencil skirt dress that hugged her in all the right places and accentuated her curves as she spun for her husband. "And it has pockets!" She exclaimed in delight before putting her hands into them to show him with a wide grin, a small smile quirking at his lips at her antics."Beautiful," He commented as he fastened the watch into place.She giggled before bouncing back to her closet to finish getting dressed, Salvatore shaking his head at his wife.Looking back at the racks of ties, he picked out a blue paisley tie and began fastening it around his collar before picking out a pocket square to match.