I tossed around the bed a little, trying to find a comfy spot and then giving up knowing I wasn't going to sleep again. I slowly opened my eyes and turned towards the double doors to be greeted with harsh rays of sunlight attempting to blind me. I hissed and put a hand over my eyes.

I sat up and looked around. Alejandro wasn't in bed, and I didn't get the sound of the shower so he must be at work.

You must be wondering why I'm talking like we're sharing a room well that's because we are.

Last night he gave me this really long speech about how we had to consider Benjy's feelings, and that he didn't want the kid to be confused as to why his momma and new daddy weren't sleeping together. Well, not as in making love or anything like that. I didn't pay attention to most of what he was saying considering he decided that was the best time to take his shirt off. So while he was blabbering away on the state of Benjy's morales, I was busy ogling the shit out of his well defined, rock hard, 8-pac abs. Ah the sight, twas a glorious one.

So here I am. In a giant king sized bed that's too cold and big for me.

I slowly trudged out of bed and made my way to the bathroom. I took off my clothes, threw them in the hamper and got in the shower. I let the water do it's work.

Today was the beginning of my new life as Mrs Delmanti.

FML

I stopped thinking about all the wrong things in my life and enjoyed the peace and tranquility while it lasted.

I got out and got dressed. Then I went in search of the kitchen. I think I could remember the way. I walked in to find Alejandro in a seemingly active conversation with Benjy. I looked at Alejandro briefly before looking away to focus on my ball of cuteness.

"Good morning sweety", I told him

" Good morning Momma ", he replied

" How did you sleep? "

"Good", he continued eating his Crispy Crunchies while giving his undivided attention to Spongebob.

I looked at Alejandro to see him already looking at me. " There's a gala tonight being hosted by one of my business partners, we're going so prepare. I've noticed you hardly have anything in your closet fitting for the occasion so I arranged for my stylist to come over, she'll help you prepare", he said while sipping his coffee.

"Why do I have to be there? "

He looked confused at first, as if looking for an answer, "It will be a good opportunity to introduce you as my wife"

"Ok", so this truly was my first official day as Mrs Delmanti.

I was so tired. I had hardly gotten any sleep last night. I guess you could blame my very new wife.

Fuck all she did was sleep, and I still got hooked. This morning I woke up after my very few hours of shuteye to be entranced by the strands of her hair which were splayed all over the pillow catching the sunlight in just the right way. I had stared at her for probably 30 minutes or more. The fact that she was sleeping in some extremely tight and short short-shorts didn't help matters at all, well let's just say I had to sprint out of bed to take an extremely cold shower. After which I got dressed and fled the room.

A few minutes later she came down. I tried hard focusing on the work in front of me. I noticed her looking at me from the corner of my eye, but I dismissed it. She walked around to Benjy and greeted him. I watched their exchange with longing. Benjy could've been our son, he could've been calling me daddy and we could've been a happy family but sadly, reality came knocking on my door.

I could see this was the perfect time to tell her about the gala, so I did.

I was actually looking forward to this event. For some odd reason the American business believes that for you to be able to handle a business and make it grow, you have to be married with kids. Ikr. What a load of horse crap.

Diana on the other hand was actually puzzled as to why she had to go. I told her it was a good opportunity for her to be introduced as my wife. Liar. The little voice in my head nagged.

I couldn't argue with it, because in all honesty, I was truthfully lying.

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