Married to Mafia Boss novel Chapter 113

Chapter 113

Alia POV

The next day.

When I woke up, the sky was already bright. I moved slightly, and my entire body felt as though it had been run over by a car–my bones ached as if they’d been shattered.

“Hiss- I frowned, letting out a pained groan.

“You’re awake,” Marco said, turning his head instantly to look at me. As usual, he was neatly dressed, sitting by the window reading the newspaper.

“Mm,” I mumbled in response.

Marco got up and walked over, reaching out to touch my face. His deep gaze fixed on me. “If you’re not feeling well, don’t get up. Stay home and rest today. I’ll arrange for a caregiver to look after Mrs. Rossi.

My face turned red, and I couldn’t find the words to reply. “…”

Seeing my shy expression, Marco couldn’t help but let out a low, rumbling chuckle. He leaned down and kissed my flushed cheek. “Then it’s settled. Rest at home today. I’ll get some food for you.”

“No,” I said, grabbing the hem of his shirt. Lowering my head with a flushed face, I murmured, “Marco, I want you to hold me for a bit.”

How I wished I had woken up this morning in his arms instead of seeing him, as usual, calmly sitting by the window reading the newspaper, as if nothing had happened last night.

“Hm?” Marco wrapped his arms around me, inhaling my scent.

I shifted in his embrace and whispered, “Mr. Vittorio, from now on, every morning, you have to hold Mrs.

Vittorio like this.”

The early morning is when a man’s desires are strongest.

The fire in Marco’s body hadn’t fully extinguished, and being teased by me like this–whether intentionally or not–his desire roared back to life.

Marco pressed me down, his body sinking over mine. He nibbled on my earlobe and said gently, “Mrs. Vittorio, from now on, every morning, Mr. Vittorio wants to cherish you like this.”

I was so shy I didn’t know what to say, but the thought of him cherishing me like this every morning also

filled me with excitement.

Later, after Mrs. Vittorio helped Mr. Vittorio release his fire, two hours had already passed.

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Chapter 113

Sitting at the dining table, I looked at Marco’s satisfied expression. My delicate face burned hot, and I didn’t even dare to sneak a glance at him.

Did he have a lot of experience before? How could he come up with so many tricks, and even insist on making me beg him?

How infuriating!

Lost in thought, I felt a gentle touch on the corner of my mouth. I snapped back to reality and instinctively shifted away in surprise.

“There’s milk on your lips,” he said, showing me his thumb, which had a smear of white milk on it. “I wiped it off for you.”

White, sticky…

Ahhh-

I wanted to slap myself twice. Where had my mind wandered? Why was my head full of such messy thoughts?

Milk is just milk, and yet I somehow associated it with Marco’s-

I’m done for. I didn’t want to overthink, but I couldn’t control it. If this kept up, I definitely wouldn’t be able to leave the house today.

Where had the courage I had last night to push Marco down gone?

“Eat quickly. After we’re done, I’ll take you to the hospital,” Marco suggested.

“Oh,” I nodded quietly, my face still burning.

I stole another glance at Marco. His elegant eating manner and unchanged demeanor made it seem as though last night had just been a dream of mine.

By the time Marco drove me to the hospital, it was nearly noon.

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