Page 79 of His Cursed Heart

My heart sinks a little at the thought that he would eventually hate me. It's a manner of time. He will despise me like the other because my father is right.

I have no right to be loved. I don't own loveable parts.

Everette needs to see that too.

"Oh, dear husband, what a charmer you are." I

sarcastically say and I pinch his left cheek. He rolls his eyes and his amusement is gone when the Senator welcomes us. Tom Smith is a small man around 5'4 with a bold spot on the top of his head and white hair on the sides. His suit is a bit tight around the big belly and I can see some powder sugar on the corners of his mouth.

"Mr. and Mrs. Moretti, I'm so happy that you made it." He claps his head with Everette and takes my right hand to kiss it. I maintain the disgusts I feel when his lips touch my skin and I retreat my hand. I look around and I see a tall, black haired man that is approaching us with a smirk.

I recognize his face immediately and my blood starts running in a high alert.

"Senator how about a dance?" I quickly say and both him and Everette are looking at me with wide eyes.

"Oh, well, I'll never refuse such beauty." He smiles and he hands me his arm. I take it without a second thought, distancing myself from the man that brought chaos into my home back in Italy.

Everette

Before I have the chance to grab my wife out of this place I see a man coming in front of me, blocking my intension.

He's tall with black hair, dressed impeccable, wearing a sick smile that make me want to kill him.

Like a snake.

Tonight I've seen a part of Althea that I've never seen before. The mischief in her eyes replaced by fear makes my body burn with a desire to annihilate the demons that are bothering her.

"Moretti, right? Hanibal's son-in-law." His thick Italian accent finally makes me realize who he is.

"And who wants to know?" I ask through my teeth. He gives me a bad vibe and I'm never wrong at reading people.

"Enrique Ivanov." He rises his hand toward me but I just stare at him. So he is Hanibal's second in command. He doesn't look older than forty-five and he has the same expression as his Capo.

The one that begs me to kill him.

"Excuse me from missing the wedding, but I needed to take care of some things. How was the honeymoon?" He raises his eyebrow and his question is clear.

My palms turn into fists and I get closer to him, my heigh making him look a little up to me. I try to not cause a scene but I might lose it. I wrap my hand around his open shirt and bring him even closer.

"I don't care who you are and I don't give a fuck about what you can do because it won't be as close as what I'll do to you if you talk or even think about my wife again." Enrique's eyes darken and he frees himself from my hold. He straightens his shirt and looks around.

I quicky look over to find Althea and it's impossible to not find her. This woman takes my breath every damn time.

I study her face and I can see the anxiety in her eyes. Her body is stiff and she looks for a way out. I'm slowly starting to know Althea better, but there are things that are too deep buried and I don't think I'll like them.

Everybody looks at her. The way her dress molds her body and her chocolate skin glows under the lights.

Althea has been hidden when she was in Italy. But now that she's my wife she can finally be herself and show the world what she's capable of. I'll make sure of that.

"You're gonna regre-" Enrique starts to say but I interrupt him, not giving a fuck about his threat.

"Hold this, my wife needs me." I give him the two champagne glasses and I hurry to save my wife from the misery she's in.

I walk through the couples that are slowly dancing and when I'm next to Althea and Tom, I don't even ask.

"I think you've had enough, Senator." My voice is rough and I grab Althea's hand and waist and glue her to my tight body. I dismiss the Senator without another glance and I start dancing with my wife.

Althea looks up to me and bites her lip. The heat is exploding in my body and I don't hold back my desires. I lower my head until I feel the softness of her lips against mine. I kiss her lips twice and then once in the corner of her mouth, where most of her little smiles are forming.