The sweet scent of jasmine embraced my nostrils as I nestled my head against Verena's neck, and her signature scent enticed me to want to open my mouth and lick every crevice of my beautiful wife. I was still keeping my lust and passion for her at bay. It wasn't time for me to release that type of tension from my wife just yet, because it would come soon enough. Verena shifts in her seat moving her neck away from me, her head is now laid against my right shoulder. As soon as we finished eating at the small, quaint cafe in New Orleans, I took notice of how tired Verena was offered than rather getting back on the private jet, we could find somewhere to stay for the night and travel to our next destination in the morning or later in the afternoon when she felt rejuvenated from getting more than seven hours of sleep.

Our driver manages to pull the tinted SUV in front of the Four Seasons Hotel. Just as the driver stops the car, Verena wakes up and looks at me startled. "Come down Cherie, you are safe, we are parked outside the hotel, we are staying here for the night". Verena yawns and stretches her limbs before she moves off of my lap. "I could have sworn we would be getting back on the plane headed back to the island".

I shake my head at her comment, "I have no intention of going back to the island, play time is over, after tonight, we are heading into uncharted territories. I need you by my side to handle business with Davian, are you up for the ride, my love". Verena gives me a look I cannot decipher as her chestnut eyes turn a hint darker.

"I never back down from a challenge not even from you. Whatever happens tomorrow, happens, you better get used to me coming to your business meetings, ventures, whatever. Whenever you go, I go".

I like the sound of Verena's words as they begin to affect my heart. If only our marriage wasn't as shattered as it was I would confess so many things to Verena right here right now, but all in due time. I can not whisk everything on her all at once, I just got her back. I take hold of her hand and gently pull her out of the car. Verena sways from side to side, unable to keep her body upright. Rather than wait for her to adjust, I swiftly lift her into my arms and carry her bridal style into the hotel.

"Eryx put me down, I can walk on my own, I am not fragile".

Verena looks embarrassed as her cheeks turn red many hotel guests stare at the both of us with curiosity in their eyes as I walk past many of them with my shoulders straight.

"Is that, that cannot be", I hear one man say to a woman as they stand beside each other as I walk past. I glance over at the man as he lowers his gaze from mine, afraid to look me directly in my eyes after I catch him speaking about me. The reaction I often got from the general public was beyond annoying, being that many of them had no idea who the hell I was except for being one of the youngest and richest black men who was a billionaire living in the United States.

Not every day you get to see and witness black royalty with the mafia world every day. Just as we make it to the front desk, I take notice of the hotel manager and one of the employees engaged in conversation. I clear my throat and the hotel manager, a stuffy old, white man looks at me and his cheeks turn red.

"Oh it is a pleasure to have you here Mr. Vallea and your beautiful wife. Do not worry about paying, we have the best room in the hotel ready for you. One of our bellhops will guide you to your room". Verena looks up at me and then back at the hotel manager before she can respond, "Keep that pretty mouth of yours shut Cherie". I was not in the mood right now to answer any questions Verena had. I follow the young bellhop who does not look a day passed 20. "Right this way sir, he holds open the elevator door for Verena and me.

"Thank you", Verena says to the young man as he presses the elevator button to the top floor. The young man stands several feet away from Verena and me. Rather than trying to make conversation with me, like most people, I take notice of the young man.

"Are you in school", I ask breaking the awkward silence in the elevator. The young man looks over at me, "Yes, I am studying marine biology, I plan to become a marine biologist one day". This catches Verena's immediate attention after the young man reveals his future occupational plans. "That's good to know the sky is the limit. Keep focus on your goals and don't allow anyone or anything to hinder you from achieving them".

I frown at Verena's statement because I feel as though she might have been taking a jab at me. I open my mouth to argue, but Verena places her fingers against my lips and shakes her head.

"Be quiet, I'm not in the mood for another argument tonight. Be a good husband and take me the bed so I can get some sleep".

I smirk as the elevator dings indicating we have made it to the top floor. The bellhop walks out of the elevator and then makes a left turn. We for several minutes before making it to the last door on the right. "Here you are sir and madam, he then hands me the card keys".

As the bellhop walks away, I place my hand on his shoulder, "Tell no one to bother us for the next seven to eight hours. If anyone does, their blood will be on your hands, got it".

The bellhop's face turns pale before nodding. "Yes of course. I will make sure no one is to disturb you or your wife". I then pull out my wallet and hand him a wad of cash that is at least $700. The young man's eyes grow big, "Oh no I can't possibly take that". I place the cash in his hands. "Nonsense, don't ever decline a gift from Eryx Vallea. I might take offense to it and kill you".

The young man shakes his head and pulls the cash into his pocket. "Right, thank you, sir, you have a good night". I watch as he walks down the hallway swiftly before he pushes the button to go back down on the elevator.

"Was that even necessary to scare the kid like that, he did not deserve for you to go psychopath on him like that", Verena states as she looks up at me with judgment in her eyes as wrinkles form on her forehead. I open the door a second later as I place the card key against the doorframe as changes colors to green indicating the card works to get access inside. "Yes it was necessary. I have an image to uphold. I can't let my guard down".

Verena responds, "Not even for me", she has a pained look on her face. I touch her face and place a kiss on her forehead. "You are different. I will let my guard down for you". Verena snorts before rolling her eyes at me.

"Sure you will, I'm sure it was easy for you to lie to me for 10 years. You don't have to live with a guilty conscious anymore". I frown back at her, "Not so fast Cherie, you have lied about many things as well, like covering up the fact you killed one of the strippers I messed around with before we became romantically involved with each other, or maybe you have this hidden talent for collecting knives or getting the urge to hunt down people have wrong you in some capacity does that ring a bell to you".

Verena's face has an ashen look as I reveal some of her secrets. She pushes herself out of my arms and pulls open the bathroom door revealing marble flooring and countertops and a glass shower.

"I fucking hate your ass, It's okay for you to stalk me and meddle in my past and lie about being an unhinged maniac who happens to be a mafia leader, but I kept certain things from you and you can't deal with it. How hypocritical".

Verena then begins pulling off her clothes, not caring that every article of clothing she drops to the ground is causing my heart to race. Once Verena is fully naked she turns around and walks toward. "Get a good look at this", she points toward her body. I can't help myself as my eyes travel down her body as I take her perky breasts, her flat smooth stomach, her wide curvy hips, and thighs, shaved pussy that hides her sweet nectar.

"I still have power over you might think you can hold out let's test the theory Mr. Vallea". Verena then turns around my eyes shift down as I gawk at her bare plump as she takes a sit on the edge of the large white marble tub. "You are playing a dangerous game Cherie", I say as I watch her part her legs and her hands slowly find their way to one of my favorite places on her body. Her pussy.



I never get tired of the banter between Verena and Eryx, it is quite entertaining and keeps me on my toes trying to figure out different ways I continue to write to see how they can annoy each other but in a good way. The dynamics of their relationship might be unusual but it works for them, well it did before it crashed and burned. I think Verena might have some sort of competitive edge to her that she is feeling more comfortable in showing casing now as a mature woman. Eryx will do what Eryx does best, which is find ways to drive Verena crazy. He has good intentions but his delivery sometimes cannot go over well with Verena. I hope you are continuing to enjoy this chaotic mafia romance story.



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