Devilish Affection [18+]

22- Why Don't We Dance A Little?

Rafael had not rang me. Neither had he texted me, and sometimes during the night when I woke up, I couldn't help but think of the way he had got up late and warmed up some food for me. The first night I had slept and woke up again in the middle of the night, Alex wouldn't wake up at all, telling me shut up and go to sleep because we were exhausted but it was the same night I had met Rosetta who was serving food to the man downstairs in the lobby who I had learnt was her son. She had given me some as well since our bedroom didn't have a place for us to cook.

Rosetta and I walked into the courthouse and I smiled as I saw Alex standing in a suit, tapping away on his phone. He instantly looked up at me and cursed. "Well tonight is the best night of my life." He chuckled, running his eyes over my body as I stood in front of him.

"Do you like it?" I asked, looking down at the dress and he nodded his head, standing in a black suit, his hair messy as if he had gotten out of bed two minutes before he came to the courthouse.

I turned to look at the man behind the desk who nodded his head, saying stuff in Italian and a few words of English but I shut it all out as Alex held my hand. Excitement coursed through my body.

Marriage had never crossed my mind ever. I had always thought men would never be a part of my life, that I would die single and unloved but it had changed the moment a cute man had asked me to let him in to get coffee.

"Sign."

I smiled, and picked up the pen, signing the dotted lines, just as Alex did as well.

"Husband and wife."

"Marito e moglie." Rosetta clapped her hands as Alex leaned down and kissed him, a soft peck on my lips.

"I can't wait for tonight."He mumbled onto my lips and I let out a laugh as he lifted me up, his arms wrapped around the back of my knees. "Let's go get drunk and we can sneak off to our room again."

Rosetta laughed, following us out of the courthouse and straight towards the bar that was alive suddenly with all my dancing partners. Every elder man and woman was clapping and I smiled as Alex put me down.

Dylan watched me, on the phone, speaking with someone. Rafael. I ignored them  and Rosetta grabbed my hand, walking to the middle of the street where no cars drove through after eight. She moved my hands around, motioning me to throw the bouquet and I giggled, turning around.

"Pronto?" I called out the word ready in Italian and they laughed, probably knowing I had mispronounced it but I threw the bouquet over my head and I turned around to see Gio, the kind man who owned the bar, holding the bouquet.

I burst out laughing as he threw the bouquet over his head, saying no no no in Italian and throwing it at Dylan who rolled his eyes, a smile on his face before he said something to Rafael on the phone. I felt a pair of arms wrap around me from behind. "Shall we go to our room?"

I tilted my head upwards. "Why don't we dance a little?" I turned around in Alex's arms. "We just got married and let's celebrate." I grinned, stretching his hands out and he groaned.

"I don't like dancing." He shook his head, pouting. "Come on, let's go upstairs to our room."

I leaned up and kissed his lips softly. "We have all night. We're going back tomorrow, so I want to spend some time dancing my heart out in this country." I grinned and moved away from him.

Moving out of his arms, I turned around just as Rosetta grabbed my hands, lifting them up and I laughed as she moved her hips side to side as the music got louder and louder.

Rome was a beautiful city and the people were even more lovely than I had expected. A part of me didn't want to leave this happy bubble behind but tomorrow was our flight, and we had to go back to our normal lives. It would be better though because Alex would be right besides me. He wouldn't leave me.

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"I'm so tired." I groaned, dropping onto the bed and letting out a sigh as my feet ached.

"Here." Alex said, holding out a glass of coke which I thanked him for as he walked towards the table of drinks and poured himself red wine. "You didn't stop dancing and I thought you were drunk at once when you started running up and down."

I chuckled. "I think I don't ever have to get drunk in life. After a certain time, I just go absolutely crazy because I have so much energy." I drank the coke gulping it down.

"Have any energy left?" He drank his wine watching me.

I shook my head. "I'm really tired, Alex. I think I'm going to collapse." I pulled the red rose out of my head, placing it on the nightstand along with the empty glass as he walked towards the bed slowly. "I still have to pack my suitcase." I laid down, not taking the white dress off because I was exhausted.

He walked towards me as I felt my body relaxing, as if someone had put a blanket of numbness over me. I blinked my heavy eyelids as he climbed over me and tried to kiss me but I turned my head to the side, his lips keeping my cheek. I tried to lift my arms but they felt so heavy and I didn't seem to have any strength. "Alex.." I said softly as his hands started lifting the dress up. "I want to be more awake when we have sex…" I forced the words out of my mouth as I closed my eyes, the blanket of exhaustion seeming to suffocate me. "I think I need to sleep."

His hands pinned my arms down that I hadn't even realised I had lifted. "We've waited for this for a long time, you can't possibly be tired." He tried to kiss my lips and I was too slow to move my head as his tongue divided into my mouth, his kiss rougher than anything he had kissed me. He thrusted his hips into me.

"You're hurting me." I mumbled the words as he continued to thrust his hips against my thighs, his dick hitting me in the skin and it hurt, as I winced.  "Alex, stop." Dark spots grew in my sight, bigger and bigger as he stopped moving his hips, climbing off me and laying beside me.

"Sorry babe." He kissed my cheek. "I'll fuck you whenever you want."

I hummed as my body fell into the pit of unconsciousness.

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And it begins....