The next day I woke up feeling his breath on my neck. I tried to get up but he pulled me back.
"Don't go", he said sniffing my neck.
I gently caress his hair and kiss his forehead.
Within a second he hovered over me, trapping my small body in between his arms and bed.
"What are you doing?" I asked, looking straight into his eyes.
"Well, what do you think?" he asked, bringing his face closer to mine.
"Hmmm trying to kiss me?" I guess.
"Can I?"
"No, go and kiss that woman you brought home," I replied bluntly.
"Are you sure?" He asked with a playing smirk.
"How dare you!" I said and started hitting him with my fist.
"Hey! Hey! Hey! Calm down woman", he said and grabbed my hands and pinned them above my head."How can I never notice?"
"What?" I asked.
"That you are hot", he said and put his lips on mine. It was a small peck.
"What... What are you... doing? "
"Kissing my wife, do you have any problem?", he asked, pecking my lips again.
I blushed and he chuckled seeing my red flustered cheeks.
"Are you blushing?Am I the one who turned you into a tomato?" He asked as if he didn't know the reason.
I decided to stay silent but shook my head in no.
"Really! Wifey," he said, coming closer to my lips once again and this time I closed my lips making a straight line.
"How long are you going to stay like this", he said and pecked my cheeks.
I tried to remove my hands from his hold but he tightened his grip.
"I'll let you go after you kiss me", he put forward his demand.
"Pervert", I said and in no time he put his lips on mine. He started sucking my lower lip, unwillingly I gave up. His touch was driving me crazy, maybe because it had been a year.
His grip on my hands lost as I replied to his kiss with the same passion. He broke the kiss and attached our forehead. I was panting heavily.
"Should we do more?" He asked with a smirk.
I pushed him with all my force and stood up to leave the room calling him, "Pervert".
"This pervert is your husband", he said giggling.
"I doubt you are a mafia?"
"Mafia are humans too and they could be romantic with their wife", he said, earning a smile from me.
"Get up you lazy mafia and have a bath", I said, peeking at him from the inside of the bathroom door.
" Let's bathe together", he whined.
"Did you hit your head somewhere?"
"No", he said, coming closer to me.
"Bye", I said and closed the door to his face.
He frowned and said that he will see me later.
I enter the shower room and let the water drench my body. I close my eyes remembering his lovey-dovey behaviour. "Please don't be this nice", I said in an inaudible tone.
"Everything was going good, I found my happiness in you but you decided to follow the wrong path. How many people are suffering because of you? I hate the fact that I loved you and what I hate most is that I still have feelings for you. I want to touch you, I want to feel you bit your existence.... It is toxic for many people. Why in the first place do I have to fall for you?" I mumbled under my breath with teary eyes.
I let those tears flow with water reminding myself not to fall into his trap again. "Don't you dare to fail in your mission", I repeated this phrase many times in my mind and decided to come out.
I noticed I did not bring any clothes with me. "He must have gone by now", I thought and wrapped a towel around my body and left the bathroom.
I came outside and my breath hitched seeing him sitting on the corner of the bed. He looked at me and bit his lower lip.
I open the closet and take the first dress which came in my contact. Before I could move back to the washroom, he took me in bridal style and threw me on the bed.