Donnie groaned, and she turned her head in time to see him come all over her stomach and chest. The sight didn’t repulse her, but it turned her on seeing his complete loss of control.
“Fuck, baby.”
She removed her fingers from her pussy, and worked them through his cream. “You made me dirty again.”
“It’s okay, I want to try out that bathtub again.”
Paige giggled as he lifted her off the bed, carrying her back through toward the bathroom. She really believed their marriage could work.
Chapter Ten
Donnie carried out the last case of Paige’s from her old bedroom. She was downstairs near the car with Jake.
“How’s married life treating you?” Anthony asked.
He turned to stare at his father, and all the years of pain this bastard had caused just came at him all at once. “Good.”
“You need to learn to keep a woman in her place. Fear helps.”
“Dad, your first wife, my mother, killed herself because of you. Your second wife can’t stand you, and I bet the whore you keep locked away despises you as well. Don’t try giving me marital advice. It’s not going to work. I’m not interested in knowing.” He turned to face his father, the current head of The Family. Many people were afraid of him, but Donnie wasn’t. He looked forward to the day he could kill him.
“Well, you get married and now you think you can talk to me like crap.” Anthony folded his arms over his chest. “I can make your life miserable, boy.”
“Go ahead, Dad. Do your worst.” He was waiting for the right time to strike the three most prominent members of The Family, the three that would bring the whole Family down, if given the chance. Donnie had a vision that he was going to die seeing through.
“Paige has got a comfortable lifestyle, don’t you think? It would be a shame for anything to happen to her. Bad things happen to young girls.”
Donnie smirked and stared at his father. “Go ahead.” He pulled his cell phone out of his pocket. When he’d heard the sounds of his father’s footsteps coming up the stairs, he’d turned his recorder on just in case. Over the years he’d missed many opportunities to take his father out. He wouldn’t be so stupid in the future. “I wonder what The Family would think of one of their highest members threatening a young girl, and not just any young girl but the wife of his son.”
He replayed the conversation, and Anthony went red with rage. “You little shit.”
“If anything happens to my wife, even a scraped fucking knee, I’ll take this to the entire Family, and your days would be fucking numbered. We don’t attack our own.”
Donnie picked up the box and made his way toward his friends, who were waiting in the car.
“Do we even want to know what’s going on?” Jake asked.
“No, you don’t.” He handed the box to Tonio before turning back to his father.
Placing his fingers at his temple, he saluted his father, and then climbed into the car.
“What’s his problem?” Paige asked.
“He doesn’t like being the only shark in the sea.” Turning over the engine, he waited for Jake to climb in before they drove back to their apartment. In a couple of days, Donnie was going to make contact with his father’s mistress. Everything was coming together, slowly, but it was coming together.
“You’re gripping that steering wheel pretty tight. Are you sure everything is okay?” Paige asked.
“It’s fine, baby.” He reached over, gripping her knee. Their wedding night had been truly amazing, and he’d not wanted to leave the confines of the house.
He’d woken up with Paige wrapped around him, and instead of being panicked by her being close to him, he’d wanted to bask in it.
Jake stayed silent in the back of the car. Tonio and Luiz were following behind them in another car.
No one spoke, and the tension mounted. Paige began humming a tune as she looked out of the window.
“Anthony looked really angry,” she said.
Donnie and Jake both laughed.
“What? What is it?”
“Most of the time we keep silent, but you just couldn’t handle it, could you?”
“Well, don’t blame me. We were having an awesome time, and then all of a sudden, you’re there and clearly pissed off. Anthony looked like he wanted to murder you on the spot, so forgive me for being a little worried.” She folded her arms across her chest.
“It’s nothing, baby. My father likes to fuck with my head, and for the most part he succeeds. I’m not letting him win anymore, and he doesn’t like it. He prefers being the one in control.” He changed the subject talking about her hunt for a college online. She’d not been very successful as she’d not even picked any topics that she wished to study.