As soon as I arrived at the mansion, I went upstairs to my room, got rid of the clothes I was wearing and put my sandals in the corner of the room. I took my silk nightgown from the closet and put it on the bed. After that, I walked to the shower room, took a long shower, washed my hair, brushed my teeth and then returned to the bedroom. I dried off and got dressed.
I lay down on my king size bed, fell asleep. However, I always have a habit of waking up in the early hours of the morning. I got up and went for a glass of water, as my throat felt dry after a bad dream.
I left the room; the corridor was a little dark, but I still passed through and headed for the kitchen. I reached out to turn on the light and was startled to see Ethan sitting on the kitchen chair in the dim light. But that's nothing new to me; the devil always likes to be in the dark.
"What are you doing up at this hour?" she asked, staring at me.
"He nearly scared me to death." I put my hands to my heart.
"I don't scare anyone, but I kill a lot of people when they dare to confront me, like you did today in the restaurant." he clenched his jaw.
Ethan got up from his seat and stood in front of me, his hands stuffed in the pockets of his dress pants.
"I'm going to get some water, excuse me." I tried to get past him, but his hands grabbed me by the neck again, slamming my back against the wall. "Leave me alone, Ethan." I complained, struggling to breathe.
"That's out of the question, baby." I said, sniffing my neck.
"Go to hell." I said, and he squeezed the spot even tighter, but then let go.
"I don't like the way you're behaving, wife." he said. "I hope this doesn't happen again." I said, leaving the kitchen for another area I don't know.
I drank my water and went back to my room, where I shouldn't have left.
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I woke up with a slight headache; I couldn't sleep very well, my thoughts of Ethan had been bothering me practically all night. I turned over in bed, looking for a way to get some more sleep, but it was impossible. I got rid of the sheets covering me and slowly got up and walked to the shower room to take a shower.
I filled the bath with mineral salts and got in, relaxing a little. After getting out of the bath, I felt much better; my body was relaxed, the water had washed away all the tension and tiredness I felt. When I lived on my own, I lived very well, but now with this burden in my life, called Don Montanari, I feel a weight on my body. One of these days I'm going to give him the idea of going to a shaman to get rid of everything bad from his body; it's overloaded with bad spirits.
I opened the closet door, and my eyes caught sight of all kinds of clothes, shoes, bags, boots and many other things. I ran around the space like a child and chose a piece to wear; it was very difficult to choose, because each one was more beautiful than the last.
I came back into the room, dressed in a beige dress with a V-neck at the back, and immediately smelled Ethan's masculine perfume permeating the room. This led me to believe that he had been here and left, as there was no one in the room. I went into the bathroom to make sure he wasn't there.
I walk down to the kitchen and head towards the loud laughter. My eyes stop first on Ethan; next to him stands his sister and a man I've never seen before in my entire complicated existence. His beauty did not go unnoticed.
"Good morning, sister-in-law." the woman came up to me and hugged me, leaving a kiss on my cheek.
"Good morning." I said hello, sitting down in one of the chairs facing Ethan, who seemed to want to swallow me with his eyes.
Ethan's sister, called Elida, is a thousand times different from him. She doesn't live here in the mansion, she's married and lives in another town near here; it's very difficult to see her around here. It seems that Ethan keeps her hidden, away from any complications in the mafia world, just like my father did with me.
"Darling, this is Enrico, my brother, he's passing through." Ethan introduces me.
And what an elegant and handsome man is this? It seems like their mother didn't have a uterus, but a beauty machine.
"It's a pleasure, Enrico," he stands up, and I do too; he shakes my hand and plants a kiss on its back.
"The pleasure is all mine, my lovely; you are a grace," he said; I swallowed hard, thinking that Ethan could pull out his gun at any moment and kill his own brother, because the look he gave us wasn't the best. If Ethan had the power to kill with just a look, he would have done it already.
"Thank you for the compliment, brother-in-law," I teased.
"Did you sleep well, my beautiful?" Ethan asked ironically, clearing his throat. But I knew he was seething with anger inside, wanting to grab me by the hair and drag me to the room.
"Of course, husband, I slept very well," I played along with him. "Can you believe I slept without panties? I was so hot, didn't you feel hot yesterday, husband?"
My in-laws looked at us with narrow eyes, and Ethan was red with anger, on the verge of exploding.
"Don't you sleep together?" Elida asked.
"Well..." I was about to speak, but Ethan stopped me.
"Yes, my little sis, we sleep together," Ethan took the lead and said. "The thing is, I worked so much yesterday, and arrived late, and didn't want to disturb my wife, who was sleeping like an angel," he clenched his jaw, and I held back a laugh.
"Of course, brother, busy as always, I know how it is," Enrico said.
We chatted for a few more hours; I got to know Elida better, and then they bid farewell and left, leaving me in the company of Ethan.
"Come here, Elisa," he said standing up, and I already knew where all this was heading; I ran up to the room.
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