Code name: Athena [18+]

Code name: Laced

•Mariano Salvatore•
(Serafina in pink and Viola in blue)

"Allegra, baby girl don't get mad at me, I'm sorry," I frowned as I watched my wife lock herself in the bathroom without even glancing at me.

We've been having a lot of fights lately and I always give in because I don't want to fight, I hate raising my voice or making Allegra sad/angry so I just ask her for forgiveness and promise whatever happened won't happen again.

"Mhh," I heard a whimper so I gazed at our bed to find Viola waking up as she rubbed her eyes.

I quickly approached the bed and sat beside her "Hi, bubba," I rubbed her back gently "How was your nap?"

My daughter quickly climbed on top of me and wrapped her baby arms around my neck before resting her head on my shoulder "Sheepy..." Viola whispered which means sleepy.

"Go back to sleep, little doll," I held her softly and rubbed her back as my eyes were locked on the bathroom's door waiting for my wife to walk out but she didn't do it in the 15 minutes I was able to keep my eyes open.

The next time I woke up it was to someone shaking me "Mariano, wake up," Allegra demanded.

My eyes fluttered open and I smiled softly at the sight of my blondie wearing her reading glasses "Yes, beautiful?" I stood up carefully.

Allegra was holding Serafina on her hip "I need to study for my exam and you've been sleeping all afternoon long," she handed me one of our daughters "I'll be in Apollo's office," then she walked out of the room and that's when I saw Viola sitting behind the door.

With both of my daughters in my arms I made my way to Apollo's bedroom where Arabella must be with Napoleon. I knocked with my foot and saw the doorknob turning "Hi, Mariano," Arabella smiled softly "hi baby girls," she poked my daughters' noses.

"Can we come in?" I asked.

My sister-in-law nodded as she took a step back to let me through "Is Allegra back to studying?"

"Yes," I put my babies down on the bed and watched them crawl to their cousin's side "where's Apollo?"

"Mad at me," she chuckled taking a seat at the living room.

I rose an eyebrow following her "Why?"

A deep sigh left her mouth as she picked up the tv remote "We haven't fucked since Napoleon's birthday so three days ago."

"May I—"

"Sure," Arabella surfed through Netflix "I've just been busy with a personal project and at the end of the day I'm drained."

"Why doesn't he fuck you in your sleep?" I asked "Does he ask you before doing it?"

"Of course, he would never touch me without my consent," My best friend looked at me and rose an eyebrow "Why does he tell you everything?"

"Because we are lovers," I joked with a straight face.

Arabella laughed "I know, remember when we went to the Maldives for Napoleon's first birthday and I found you sleeping on the same bed naked?"