“He didn’t agree.He is not a big fan of your parents, and to be honest, neither am I, but I was not going to attend your funeral.Your parents are pieces of work.”
She smiled.“True.”
“My father will warm up to you.That, I guarantee.”
“How?”
“I did, and I know what I’m talking about.”
“I’m quite nervous to meet him.”It wouldn’t be long before their honeymoon was over and they were back to reality.Back to the judgement.
She had loved getting away from home and the constant stress of putting on some kind of façade.She had a horrible feeling when they got home, it would get worse, because she was no longer a Ferri.She was now a Salvatore, and more gazes would be on her.They were probably hoping she would mess up to give Massimo a reason to kill her.
“You’re frowning,” he said, running a single finger between her brows.
“Sorry.”
“Tell me what you’re thinking.”
“Just about life when we get home, and people expecting me to make mistakes.It’s quite daunting.”
“Ignore the bullshit.People will say what they want, but that doesn’t mean anything.”
“I’m your wife now,” she said.
“I know, but it’s not going to change anything.We’ll go to parties together, and instead of me looking for you, we’ll arrive together and stand together.”
She frowned.“You looked for me?”She had no idea, and she liked it a lot.
“Yeah, I looked for you.The only reason I wanted to attend those parties was a chance to see you and your genuine smiling face.”
She loved this.“Thank you.”
He laughed.“There is no need to thank me.In fact, I should be the one thanking you for making all the parties bearable.”He cupped her cheek.“You’re the only reason I actually turned up, and to see what ugly ass outfit you’d be wearing.”
She groaned.“I will have to wear ugly ass outfits when we do go.”
“No, you won’t.They’re all gone.I’ve already called Isabella with instructions, and your wardrobe back home has been revamped and refreshed.”
“But my parents—”
“Will not say a fucking word, and if they do, they will answer to me.They gave you to me, and they are not going to take you back.You’re mine, Adelina, make no mistake about it.”
She was not going to complain, especially as he leaned down and took her lips in a searing kiss.
There was no time to even be angry about it, because the truth was, she wasn’t.She loved this man, and knowing he felt the same way about her meant everything.
