Chapter 066

Matteo's Pov

I wake to heat.

My wife’s body, perfectly molded into mine, her mass of dark hair cascading over my chest, warms my heart.

But it warms somewhere else, a place that sends an ache down to my core, causing my briefs to tighten.

I kiss the back of my wife’s head, my arms around her waist tightening protectively while I pull her further into me as though if I let go even for a second, I’d lose her.

It wouldn’t be so far fetched, losing my wife that is. It seems something I am too perfect in—I either drive her away, or my baggages would do the job for me.

Except, this time has to be different, I want to show her that we could always be a normal couple, a normal family.

We can always wake up to a peaceful day, have a good laugh, and still be the wicked entities we are.

My hands are now wandering, my fingers trailing the line that runs across her ribs to the curve of her waist.

She stirs, a small cry of a whimper eliciting in her throat.

I don’t stop moving my hands. The left on