YMIRA l Miracle from Heaven l [18+, mature ]

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《EYAL VITTORI SALVATORE 》

As soon as my mouth taste her lips I felt like it became my new favourite flavor that I can never get enough of , her lips are plumpy and soft and her body smells like caramel , only I know how hard it's for me to control myself 

I know she is fragile and that's why I don't want to overboard things , for me it seems like even if I push her a little she would break and I don't want that , when I pulled back after tasting something salty I saw her eyes gleaming with tears,  I don't know why she was shedding tears but I know one things for sure that her tears are gonna be the end of me , because no matter in what circumstances our marriage got arranged , she is still precious to me , she is like that glass doll which I wanna protect from each and everything around the world 

But when I looked into her eyes the only things I saw was fear which I never want in her eyes or anywhere near her,  I cupped her cheeks and slowly cleaned her face with my thumbs and I could clearly see the pout forming on her face , she was a bit shorter than me , reaching upto my shoulder and that was fucking adorable , idk why but I like the height difference 

Her face was down so I pulled it up and made her look into my eyes and she was looking ethreal and all I wanna do was to keep that beauty only for me , she made me that much selfish for her , by knowingly her fear I try to ease her put and start a conversation 

" you don't have to get scared of me , bellisima . I am your husband so tell me what is bothering you , princess " 

I was myself in surprise when my voice came so soft , I have never even imagined that I could be able to say in such a calm tone , and that mere action did something in her , she chewed her bottom lip between her teeth before answering 

" I.. I am s..sacred to do th..this " 

She said and again looked down but her little confession made a beam to crept on my face , so I pulled her in a hug and rested my face on her head 

" Then we don't have to ,bellisima"

And I could literally feel herself calming a bit down in my arms but I don't wanna spend this night standing there even I know I could but still but then she herself parted her head from my chest and placed her palms between us before uttering 

" b..but what about the r..rituals " 

I know what ritual she was talking about , it was a ressinance Italian culture that on the first night of a wedding couple the groom has to take out the bride's gown by tearing it through a knife and also the sheets should be little bloodied to make sure that the bride was pure 

I beamed towards her and parted and reached through the drink chamber that was present inside the luxurious room and pour myself a shot of rum and have a sip but she looked at me confusingly,  her tears stained cheeks were looking so cute that wanna squeeze them badly , then I remembered why the hell I am thinking such sweet things that I never even thought of 

I took another sip and walked towards the bed and took the knife in my hands that was placed on the nightstand and gave a little cut on my upper arm before pouring the blood in the rum , when my eyes met hers they were alredy widened and she rushed towards me to check on myself only if she knew I face more severe  wounds than this in my everyday life 

" yo..you are blessed.. bleeding , let me treat tbis wound " 

She was about to grab the first aid kid but stopped her , I cut in my upper arm do that no one would get suspect that the blood on the sheets was face because pride is what our society works on 

" this is nothing, so calm down i have worst wounds than this " i replied gently which she obeyed like a obedient kid 

She stopped in her tracks and nodded when my blood got mixed with the rum I was having I poured it over the bed Making a slightly light colored stain and that was perfect to fool others outside the room,  I saw her cheeks turning a little pink by watching the deed but then I ordered her to turn around which she gladly followed and started tearing the gown from the knife from side by side making sure she would not get hurt 

She placed her hands on her chest to make sure that the cloth would not fall down and her breathing started increasing , making a smirk to form on my face  I kissed her shoulder gently and could really sense goosebumps forming all over her body 

" now go ,  change and freshen up , everything is settled now " 

She walks hurriedly towards the bathroom and I saw her retracting figure until the door of the bathroom got shut and I myself realised that how gentle I was behaving like I forgot who I am  but whatever she don't deserves my Darkside and never even want her to witness that because deep down I know she was never meant to be in our cruel world but what could we bargin for to fate which made us what we are and we could never neglect the fact that we are born into this 

We are born with blood in our hands not only me but even her , doesn't matter how much I try to secure her but at the end tge truth never gonna change that she is the daughter of a mafia and the wife of the cosa nostra , still I'll try my best to protect her from each and every things that could hurt her 

But only if he knew that nothing in this world happens according to our will something it turned out to be more beautiful and something more worse than ever imagined could be 

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