Episode 20

We left the club and got into the car that was already waiting for us in front. I dismissed the driver and drove myself. But of course, with my security in a car behind.

I look to the side and see the beautiful woman I have, and incredibly, she's already fallen asleep.

I find myself admiring her, and I must be going crazy. This was supposed to be just a marriage to save me from losing my place in the mafia, but I think it's becoming more than that. And the worst part is, I have no idea what's happening to me. I've never loved any woman, so I'm not sure what this is.

I drive for a few minutes until we finally arrive home, get out of the car, and go to her side. Could I wake her up? Of course, but I won't, and I don't want to. She's sleeping so peacefully; I don't want to disturb her.

As I was about to pick her up, the security guard approaches.

Security Guard: Sir, do you want me to carry Mrs. Salvatore? - I look him straight in the eye. Like I would let another man carry my wife? Me?

Brian: No, you can go. You are dismissed for tonight. - I say seriously.

Security Guard: Don't overthink it, sir. It's just that you always asked us to carry the women who stayed in the car. - he says awkwardly.

Brian: But they weren't my wife. As I said, you may leave.

Security Guard: Of course, sir. See you tomorrow.

He leaves, and I go back to looking at my little one, who, to my surprise, had already woken up.

Ana: Jealous, Mr. Salvatore? - she asks, a little dazed.

Brian: I'm not saying I'm jealous. I just don't like it when they touch my wife. Am I wrong? - I say, facing her.

Ana: No… - she says, blushing. - I'm not feeling well. I'm a little dizzy… - she says, placing her hand on her head.

Brian: Because you drank too much today. Come on, I'll help you… - I pick her up, and she starts to laugh.

Ana: I feel like a child… - she says, laughing.

Brian: And what do we do with a child when they misbehave? - I ask, laughing as I climb the stairs.

Ana: Punish them…

Brian: Well, I'm dying to punish you… - I say, looking at her, who immediately turns red.

Ana: I didn't do anything…

Brian: You only stopped the whole club with that beauty, and besides being beautiful, you have to be naturally sensual… I'm doomed… - I say laughing. - We're here, Mrs. Salvatore. - I say, placing her on the bed.

Ana: I need a shower…

Brian: And you're going to be able to shower alone? - I ask, watching her thoughtful expression.

Ana: Of course, I can. - she says, getting up and falling back onto the bed.

Brian: Come on, I'll help you… - I say, laughing.

Ana: You're going to give me a bath? That's not going to work, Brian… - she starts to laugh.

Brian: Of course it will. I don't force myself on women… If you don't want to, I won't do anything. I will respect you. Unless you want me to… - I say, and she immediately turns red. Funny how, even drunk, she doesn't lose her shyness.

She agrees with what I'm saying.

I go to the closet, get her nightgown, and holy crap, where did she buy these nightgowns that I didn't know about…. When she decides to wear this, I'm going to have a heart attack… Pamela definitely had a hand in this, and look, I've never been so grateful to my sister for a clothing opinion. - I start laughing at my thoughts.