𝐅𝗼𝐫𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐎𝐮𝐫𝐬

𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐓𝐰𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐲-𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞

Y/N'S POV

We got to the safe house, it was quiet and alone. The house wasn't all that big, it was on the side of the ocean and it was like a modern beach house but with lots of high technology surrounding it.

"I like it here" i murmured to tom, he smiled then looked away as the smile faded. He felt bad, he always does when stuff like this happened. I mean it's never gone this far before but that's what happens when you marry a mobster.

"Alright well me and y/n are going to bed, you guys are going to make sure no one get in" tom demanded as he took our bags up the nice flight of stairs, i waved buy to them before following tom upstairs.

"Tom you need to calm down, let's just go to sleep we are both tired from the flight from London to here, the beautiful bahamas. Let's relax, you have no work tomorrow and i want to spend time with my beautiful husband" i caressed his oh so soft check, "i should be calling you beautiful, which you are" replying with the biggest smile.

"I love you Mr.Holland"

"I love you more Mrs.Holland"