บททั้งหมดของ My Billionaire Husband Is A Mafia Boss: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 4

>>>>>~PAIGE MATHEWSON~Dadda is patting his cheeks with his damp handkerchief as we stand in front of the giant mahogany double doors that will lead us to the altar."Are you crying because your darling baby is getting married or because she is getting married to Dante Russo?" I ask him.He blows his nose and gives me a flat look, but my dear old man answers the question nevertheless. "A little of both."I smile at him."Don't worry too much about me, Dadda," I tell him. "I am me. I will be fine."He nods."I know." He says. "But I feel like I have failed you. Failed you and your mother so much that I cannot even tell your mother what is going on.""Momma does not need to know any of this," I say. "We have to protect her peace of mind.""I am so proud of you, my pea.""Don't call me that.""At least today you can let me-""No.""Come on-""Absolutely not.""We are opening the door." One of the event organizers informs us.Dadda and I quickly fix our postures as the doors fling

>>>>>~PAIGE MATHEWSON RUSSO~It's not a sex thing. He really does not take his shirt off. It has been a week since our wedding and I am yet to see my own husband's bare torso. We are at Miller's pool. While Miller's wife, Gianna, and I are by the bar sipping on margaritas, Dante and Miller are teaching Miller's three-year-old to swim. "Dante just adores Sam." Gianna takes my hand. I want to swat her hand away but living with Dante Russo for a week has fairly accustomed me to annoying human beings. I am sure if my Dadda and Momma finds out, they would have wanted to marry me off to him sooner. "Someday he will make a great father." I give her a smile. Kids are the last thing on my mind. I have an empire to build. It's not that I don't want children. Just like most women, I would like to have annoying miniatures of me - hopefully only me because I would die if I have more of Dante . Yes, that's what it has come to in seven days of marriage - running around my property, van