She looked at me and smiled gently, then turned to my wife and frowned, but shook her head. “Of course, sir. I will go check on the girls and see what they have finished for today.” She reached out and touched Sophie’s hand. “I will see you later,piccolo.” She nodded slightly.
I was irritated that my staff got a piece of the real her, because all I got were blank expressions and flat tones.
I came around to face her from across the counter.
“We have the gala event coming up in two weeks.” She nodded, with no expression. “I will have my staff get you a dress, but I will also have Valentina do your hair and makeup.” And surprisingly, at that last statement, her face pinched up and she groaned.
I couldn’t help but smile at her reactions. “Listen here,fiammetta,you used to do it with your family, so don’t act like you're so put out,” I teased her.
She gave me a dirty look, that had my cock harden again, dammit, but I smiled through it.
“All the attention was put on Serena for that, so they only spent a little bit of time and effort on me. Since I’m your wife, they are going to poke and pull at me like a stuffed doll.” She pouted her lips again, frowning. I honestly thought I liked this side of her better. Maybe I would finally get to see who my wife really was.
Chapter 3
Dom’s POV
It was the night of the gala event and I was highly on edge. It would be the first time out in public with myfakewife. I had been avoiding her as much as I could, and she seemed fine with that approach. There would be no avoiding her tonight. I would have to man up and put on appearances. I would have to field the judgment I would get for taking on the less suitable daughter of a Don. I just had to keep reminding myself it was for a good cause.
I was waiting in the car for Sophie to come down and head out, when I received a text message.
Valentina:Thank you, Don Gutierrez, for allowing me to work with your wife. It was an honor. Should you need services again, I would love to be your first choice.
I had no idea what he was going on about. Valentina had a good reputation. He wasn’t the best. That honor was held by Giovanni Bernardi, who worked exclusively for Maximo Ruiz. But of course. Valentina was gay and flamboyant, but had an excellent reputation for turning any woman into a masterpiece.
Me:Thank you, Valentina, for your work.
A few minutes later, the other door opened. I heard some rustling of fabric, and could see the light blue of her dress out of the corner of my eye. I had told Mrs. Fancelli to order a dress in a soft color for Sophie, since she always looked stiff and tense. I did not want her wearing a dark color, which could potentially detract her appearance, making this night even harder to pull off, her as my chosen arrangement. I was so on edge, I did not bother to greet Sophie. The ride was tense. I could feel the air thick around us. As we got closer to the entrance, I could feel Sophie shift. She started muttering under her breath.
“I hope I don’t run into my sister. Or she’s going to have a field day.”
Without looking at her, I said, “If she causes you problems, let me or Gregor know.”
I had assigned Gregor to my wife since she arrived. I knew he didn’t like the job, but someone needed eyes on my wife. I couldn’t let anything happen to her before I executed my plan.
Someone opened my door as someone opened Sophie’s door simultaneously, and we moved to get out.
I buttoned up my jacket to my suit, my back to the opened car door. I liked to do things a bit differently so instead of the traditional black tux and white undershirt, I was dressed head to toe in black. As I turned to walk towards the curb near Sophie, I stopped. All I could see was her frame from the back. And holy hell, was that a view. Her shapely figure was outlined to perfection in the soft blue, silky dress Mrs. Fancelli had chosen for her. The dress flowed out to the ground. My cock hardened quickly.Sonofabitch!I wanted to reach out and grab her ass, but also wanted to hide her away.
What the fuck was she wearing? Was she trying to kill me?
I approached her quickly, grabbed her, maybe a bit too roughly, by the arm and turned her to me as a gasp came out of her.
“What the hell are you wearing?”
Then my breath caught as I took in her full features.Dammit Valentina! You made her a fucking goddess!
Her face was soft and gently done up with makeup. It was so subtle, but all it did was enhance her beauty more. Her dark black hair was gently wavy, flowing down her back and pinned up at the sides by delicate pins with soft blue gems. My damned cock was at full mast right now, and I didn’t know what the fuck to do with myself.
And the front of the dress showed enough cleavage to tease a man. And it fucking was!
She frowned at me. “Ouch, Dominic. You’re hurting me.” I eased off on my hold, realizing I had been gripping her too tight.
“I’m wearing the dress you approved for Mrs. Fancelli to get. I don’t understand what the problem is.”
I didn’t know how to respond to her, because all I wanted to do is drag her back into the car and take her.Fuck!I was so fucking hard.
My second, Marco Castellano, came up beside me. Sophie didn’t know yet he was my second. I had commanded him to keep it under wraps, for now. He smirked at me.
