**Google translate isn't a writer's best friend**
ARIELLE RUFFALOThe past week I suggested staying at home and embracing my surrounding which was by far the best decision I've made, it felt like I was on a brief pretty vacation. But it went on a blink of an eye, now I'm sitting here, in my husband's workroom which he would like to call it my cubicle but it's technically his work room."Yea, the chair is comfy, thanks" I concluded it. His being going on and on about my chair, the telephone and the width of the working table."Now give me a brief description of what runs through your company" I suggested as he proceeded to removed his coat which only left him with a white shirt and he then started to unbutton the sleeve and rolled it back which gave me a heavenly blimps of his tattooed arm which ends at his wrist, I couldn't take my eyes off his tattooed muscular arms, they looked divine."So there's a couple of legal businesses to hide our illegal ones, we have our business in construction, food and the production industry, and no we
Niccolo RuffaloI was trying to figure out her exact size by scanning her praising curves from the back while she was doing her night routine skin care. I think a size medium would be enough for her fitting. I’ve called up and booked an appointment with Diaz, one of Italy’s renowned fashion designers. As my wife stood in front of the door, she let out an audible gasp, and squeezed my hand out of excitement“You did not Nic” she spoke unbelievably“Oh yes I did” I spoke as the lips curled. I tightened my hold as she still looked at the store with anticipation.“Ready to go ” I asked, she nodded as joy took up on her feminine featuresWe were both given a private room and she was taken inside the changing rooms, while I sat there with a coffee on my hand. I waited patiently (although it my patience was wearing thin for me to see her in the dress I specifically chose for her).The blue curtains unfolded revealing my wife in the most breath taking way, I could see Ari’s shoulders raise
ARIELLE RUFFALOMy heart pounded a hell of a lot of times today, from going to the fitting where he was going to kiss me. I can't make up my mind whether I want him or not. At first glance sure his everything I wanted but on second thought he might break my heart again and I don't want to take a risk since this is going to last three months. Might as well get over it. " You look gorgeous munchkin" the hair-slash makeup artist gushed. Nic had hired a private stylist for me to get ready the following evening. Evan and his workers made sure lam me up which included waxing my arms, legs, armpit, and my lady bits. I insisted waxing my bikini line would be enough but they decided to do a full Brazillian wax assuming it'd make a good view to my hubby. Not my words. "Don't even, this makeup doesn't need you since you look naturally beautiful" "Thanks, Evan" I couldn't help but feel pretty since his been throwing compliments from the start of the session. He sprayed the setting spray on m
NICCOLO RUFFALO After raising a toast and with little talk Ari drifted away from me towards the 'richies' she mentioned I'm sure she must be cursing all of them in her little. Proud would be an understatement for the way she handled my ex-business partner, I was satisfied by the way she pronounced that I'm the only one who's allowed to call her by her nickname. I enjoyed it, wearing a proud smirk on my face yet pissed off at the fact that he dared to approach my wife and grip her hand tight so that she couldn't let go. But gladly Amorina has claws that she could defend herself. I glanced at Ari's direction from time to time, making sure to keep her safe since we were in the den of criminals. You name it, they all are there. "That's enough glances at your wife. She ain't going to disappear. She'll be fine " I turned around to face Mike "Come on, have a drink with us " Cato pushed a glass of scotch toward me " I'll have a wine," I said to the waiter who went past us. " Oh," Mik
ARIELLE RUFFALOMy sight was blurry and my eyelids were heavy, I wanted to see if we made it out of the fire, and if Nic was safe. I knew I was safe since I felt the soft sheets under my skin, and my head ached as I tried to wake up. I winced in pain and held my head with my arm, but the pain in my arm took my attention. A saline packet was hung with its wire attached to my hand, I fell back to the sheets again. I looked around to see a familiar ceiling, it was our bedroom. I blinked back the tears that were flooding my eyes, my life flashed in front of my eyes. I honestly thought that I wouldn't survive. " Amorina?" his deep husky voice made my heart flutter. He fondly stroked my hair with his eyes screaming with worry. My throat hurt and felt dry"Water" my voice came out soundless,"What is it love?" Nic bent further with his ear next to my mouth so he could hear me. " Water " breathed out desperately, my throat was too dry and every time I talked it hurt like a bitch. He helped
NICCOLO RUFFALOBefore I could set her down on the bed"Wait, can you carry me to the vanity? I need to do my skincare" she politely interfered"Okay," I nodded. Not that I'm complaining I could do this all day. She made herself comfortable on the cushioned chair and prepped her face with numerous bottles, one read cleanser the other named a hydrating serum and vitamin C serum. What's the difference in it? I'll never get it. Seeing her damped hair I plugged in the hair dryer. "You don't have to do it" she spoke softly " I can do it myself". " I want to do it for you" I took in her eyes from the mirror reflection. I blew her hair and combed it perfectly to make sure there were no knots in her hair. She always braids her hair before bed. I parted her hair into three sections and plaited it, not quite proud of my work I began to untangle everything. Before I could she stopped me. "That's alright ""But it's not perfect," "Nothing has to be perfect, let's go to sleep" she let out a s
Niccolò Ruffalo* explicit scenes ahead *I couldn't find any of them Ari, Bianca and Mike none of them were to be seen, after frantically searching through the crowd I saw the two making out in the middle of the club, it made my hands clammy at the thought of not finding my wife when she was supposed to be around the two. I went towards the lady's washroom after searching for her through the whole club, there she was with a man harassing her. She looked weak with her hair overlooking her face as she tried to defend herself. before he could act impulsively I threw a punch which made him collapse onto the ground. He glared while holding his jaw but soon fear took over him as he saw my face, he scurried away like a mouse, I wanted to catch him by the neck and throw him to a basement my wife is the sole priority of mine. Ari almost slid down the wall before she could I got from holding either side of her waist, she rested her head on my shoulder and panted out loud as she ran after a g
ARIELLE RUFFALO NO!, no, no, no,no. This can't be. Please tell me that I didn't sleep with my husband. I lifted the quilt to see if my prediction was right, I was fully naked on our bed, in our room. And my brain isn't processing this moment very well. My clothes and his clothes are on the ground with black lace thong being ripped apart. That was my favorite underwear. Thankfully Nic wasn't here at the moment although I could tell by the dip in the pillow that he slept right next to my naked body, I winced at my throbbing head. I couldn't exactly remember what happened last night but it would surely make our situation more uncomfortable. I wanted to rip my hair off for not being able to keep my hands to myself, the memories weren't vivid neither was it hazy. "Oh no," I mumbled I'm NOT A VIRGIN ANYMORE!! I honestly can't face him in this situation especially me naked under the sheets and him walking in. How in the flying pan should I act? I grabbed his white shirt lying on the floo