The Changrettas are coming
The strikes are imminent
And the Shelby's are under attack
How will Alfie and Mar cope with a new baby, new threats and new secrets?
Has Mar forgiven Alfie?
Has she forgiven Tommy?
How will she cope in prison? And does...
"And the saddest thing about my regret- I can't forgive me and you can't forget" - Lang Leav
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Mariana's POV
"Where have you been?" I asked, standing at the top of the stairs Alfie glanced up at me as he took his coat off "You know where I've been" he smiled "But it took you so long" I drawled out, untying my dressing gown.
When he finally glanced up at me again his movements stopped Eyes raking down my body as I stood waiting in my bridal lingerie "Dove" he said simply "Mhm?" I asked.
"You look..." "What?" I teased "Fucking gorgeous" he said "Well I'll be up here, looking gorgeous in bed, you coming?" I asked, slowly backing away
Before I heard his rapid steps up the stairs, gaining a laugh from me as he grabbed me from behind before I could get to our room.
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"Alfie" I chuckled, as he kissed my neck, quickly undoing his shirt buttons and pulling it off "Slow down" I smiled "No, not when you look like that" he said, one hand grabbing my throat softly and the other sliding down my body, over my breasts and down my stomach, pulling my panties off roughly.
"You're my wife now, only appropriate I treat you as such" he said, connecting out lips "By fucking me?" I chuckled against him He looked at me for a moment, before flipping me over quickly, dragging my hips up to meet his and pulling my face up to talk in my ear "Yeah dove, by fucking you, hard" he said
The sound of his belt came next, before ringed fingers grabbed my cheeks hard, needing my ass in his hands "Alfie" I breathed out "Mm?" He hummed expectantly. Pulling my bra off
I was at a loss for words I didn't know what to say, what to do I was completely wrapped up in this man This man I loved with all my heart, who loves me. Who takes care of me My husband...
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"Ah... Alfie... harder, harder... oh fuck" I let out, grabbing the headboard behind him He groaned, hands tightly grasping my hips as he bounced me up and down on top of him, his mouth devouring my chest I was nothing but a moaning mess
At his complete mercy "Alfie" I moaned, out of breath He didn't let up, in pace or strength Before I came hard, grasping his hair in one hand whilst the other gripped the headboard for dear life
"Fuck" he groaned, his head falling against my shoulder as he came. We sat there for a while, heads eventually seeking each other's, leaning our foreheads together. As one.
