I walked into her room, shaking her awake.

"Stop." She turned over, hugging her pillow underneath her, her covers not exactly on her anymore exposing her naked body.

"Wake up." I sat down, kissing her shoulder, my hands rubbing her arms.

"Why." She grumbled.

"Because I kind of didn't tell you but we have a thing called a Queen's Throning." I said and she rolled over, the pillow still hugged against her chest and my eyes moved immediately to her pussy.

She poked my face and I looked at her.

"What's that mean?" She asked.

"C-can I Uhm, I'm distracted can you get dressed?" I asked, my eyes wanting to look at a thousand different things on her.

She smiled, sitting up.

I watched her move as she let her pillow go, straddling my waist and I froze, not knowing what to do.

Her naked body was all over me and I swear I was malfunctioning.

"What is it?" She asked me.

"Victoria- shit oh my god." I turned my head when she adjusted herself on my groin and her tits were in my face.

"Don't overreact." Her hands ran through my hair, yanking so my head was looking right up at her.

"Usually mafia wives will leave in the first 3 months because they expected the hot husband and unlimited money but they don't realize it's toxic and takes an emotional toll with the violence they can witness so every wife that stays longer than 3 months will be honored." I rushed through it.

"Ahh." She wrapped her arms around my neck, hugging me, our bare chests flattened together.

I hugged her back, smelling her and taking in her warmth.

"I have stuff you've seen before, you don't gotta act like that." She whispered.

I turned us over, her under me and her hands cupped my face as my hands moved up and down her sides.

"I've seen the way you look at me without a shirt, you've never even seen my dick yet. Haven't you seen a man's abs before?" I smiled.

"Well yeah but-"

"Ah-ah. Same principle sweetheart. You're fucking gorgeous." I leaned down, kissing the hickeys she still had on her neck.

"Stop I already have to put foundation over them-"

"No the fuck you don't." I sat up, my body on her pelvis while my hands held her perfect tits.

"Why not?" She pouted.

"Because you're mine Victoria. That's unnecessary and rude." I squinted.

"Fine, but yours are gone. That's not fair." Her hands covered mind, my grip tightening making her gasp.

"Then fix that. We only have an hour though." I told her.

She smiled.

"I have to get ready then." She mumbled.

I got off her and followed her to the bathroom as she brushed her teeth and washed her face completely naked.

I couldn't let go of her chest, she laughed when she rinsed her mouth from toothpaste.

"What're you doing?" She asked.

"You're so hot. I can't help it." I groaned.

She turned around and smiled at me.

She pulled me down with her hands, our lips fitting together perfectly.

It was only a peck as she began sucking on my neck, jaw, and collarbones.

I held her to me, the feeling of her mouth on me was absolutely incredible.

"Victoria." I stopped her and she raised her eyebrows.

"I bought you something." I smiled.

"Why?" She asked.

"Well, I don't know. It's in your closet. Go get changed and I will too." I kissed her forehead.

-

I bought her a correlating dress to my outfit that I believed would be just stunning.

"Wow." She looked at herself. Her brunette hair in soft curls over her shoulder, her matte red lipstick making her look perfect in the most erotic way.

I was jealous of her and I had her. It was a weird feeling. It was almost as if she were too forbidden to actually be mine.

"You like it?" I asked, my hands feeling over her curves.

"It's not even zipped yet." She chuckled.

I kissed her shoulders, pulling the zipper up, watching her in the mirror as it pushed her breasts up the front and to the sides a bit in the sexiest way.

"I love it." Her hands moved to her chest, before touching her necklace.

"I do too. What shoes do you want?" I asked and she moved from me and into her closet where she grabbed slide ons.

"These."

I nodded.

"We're running late, we've gotta go." I mumbled and she nodded.

-

"You can put on- never mind." I whispered the last bit.

"I'll put them on-"

"No. I've got it sweetheart." I got out of the back of the car, opening her side and while cameras flashed outside of the building, I knelt, putting her shoes on before offering a hand.

She got out, my body blocking her until she stood so no one got cheap shots.

I shut the door, patting it so the driver would drive away.

We walking into the building, going to my ballroom.

"I forget this is you." She mumbled.

"Is that bad?"

"No, I just forget I'm apart of your world sometimes. I forget that this is you and where you come from and who you are." She gave me a soft smile.

I cupped her chin, looking at the beautiful marks I'd left on her soft skin.

"Ready?" I asked.

"Yeah." She grabbed my hand, intertwining our fingers.