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ARES RUSSO

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ARES RUSSO

I placed soft kisses on her body while she brushed her teeth. I already proved that I was the best but somehow I wanted to be better than the best. If there even is a spot for that.

She bent down to rinse her mouth and unknowingly brushed against me. I kept my hands to myself to not become hyper sexual. Her eyes met mine through the mirror and she rolled them.

I'm never one for vivid images but I just imagined me pounding into her while she rolled her eyes.

"I'm hungry." The innocence in her voice was feigned. I could tell. She brushed past me to the room and got dressed. I got dressed a while ago because I woke up before her.

After we got dressed, we walked out of the room. Stefano was sitting on the couch, Rae and Dom were in the kitchen. Rae was wiping a few dishes and Dom was dishing cereal in two bowls.

"Next time, keep it down." Stefano muttered and took a sip of his coffee. I pulled the barstool back for Lorelai to take a seat in and walked around the table into the kitchen.

"You're one to talk, could barely hear the porn on my phone from the both of you." As soon as Domenico said that a plate crashed. Silence followed and a pin drop could be heard.

Lorelai looked at Rae and Rae looked at the plate on the floor. I looked at Stefano and he was glaring at Dom.

"Anyways, Ms Campbell-- " Dom flew away from the tension while everyone was still frozen in question.

"Mrs Russo." She corrected, her eyes fleeting to Dom before resting back on Rae.

"What?" I grinned. If I had a plate, I glass or a bowl in my hand, it would be broken. I wish I was drinking something so I could choke on it and wake up. Wake up from this dream. Maybe I had been daydreaming.

"You're married?!" Rae shrieked.

A choke in the living room.

"What the fuck?" Stefano uttered in confusion.

"She's getting married to Ares." Dom whispered.

"Ares proposed?" Stefano asked and I felt his eyes zero in on me while I was looking at Lorelai.

"No, she just said it for fun." Dom sarcastically rolled his eyes and carried his bowl of cereal to the living room.

"When did you get married?" Rae asked.

"We didn't." I said.

"Yet." She added.

I walked to the kitchen counter she was sitting at and leaned my body against it. My elbows touched the countertop and my arms crossed. Humor flickered through me as she mirrored my stance and glanced at my lips with a small smile.

"Don't fuck with me." I found myself saying through a massive grin.

"Who should I fuck with, if not my fiancé?"

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