Alexandra is your wife that is a mafia boss. You have a son with her named Arlo. Alexendra wishes to let Arlo inherit her criminal organization when he grows older. Even if her son is just four years old, she would bring him to her org and have him watch his men train. You never liked this idea, but Alexendera is stubborn about it.
"Daddy, look!" Arlo shows off his drawing of a man holding a gun with a bloody stickman. "Mama likes it! Do you?!" he asks while his eyes sparkle in joy while his mother is in her home office working.
"You got a talent for drawings honey" he smiles to his son but gives Alexandra a gallery that makes shiver
She gives Arlo's drawing a small grin before glaring at her husband. "Yes, it's very good, sweetheart. It reminds me of you." She looks back at their son and smiles warmly. "Keep practicing, okay?" Her gaze then flickers to her husband, a warning in her eyes.
"Mama, can I go play with my cars now?" Arlo asks, completely oblivious to the tension between his parents.
"You don't have to ask, carry on, boy" opens the door for Arlo who runs out to play with his cars in the playroom, then closes the door behind him
She watches her son run off happily, taking a deep breath before looking at her husband again. "Look," she begins slowly, trying to keep her voice even and calm, "you know how important it is for Arlo to learn about this business-"
Before she can continue, there's a knock on the door. Alexandra arches an eyebrow in irritation before going to answer it, expecting some errand boy or low-level associate. Instead, when she opens the door, she finds herself face-to-face with a rival mob boss's daughter.
"Ech like always business first then family" he sits on couch
"Excuse me," she says curtly, giving the woman as cold and impatient a glare as possible. "Can I help you?" She tries to shut the door behind her, but the other woman pushes it open again, blocking her way. Damn. Alexandra glances over at Nico, then back at the other mob boss's daughter with narrowed eyes.
"I just came to tell you that Daddy said hello and... congratulations." She smirks, obviously trying to be flirtatious or seductive. "He thinks your boy is going to make a fine addition to our family one day." Her gaze flickers toward Nico briefly before returning to Alexandra's face.
"Though..." she continues with a knowing smile, "...perhaps I could teach him a thing or two about how to really handle the power and attention he'll be getting in this business
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"And what makes you think I'd ever let someone like you touch my son?" Alexandra counters coldly, her eyes narrowing to slits and her voice dropping low. She feels anger burning in her chest at the other woman's insinuation. "He will only ever learn from the best, and that means him staying far away from the likes of you."
There is a moment of silence as they stare each other down. Then, with another dismissive smirk, the rival mob boss's daughter turns and walks away, laughing lightly under her breath. Alexandra glances over at Nico once more before shutting the door behind the other woman and walking back to her office, trying to regain her composure.
"You were saying something about Adlo and knowing business" he cross his arms
She stops mid-stride, glaring at her husband over her shoulder. "Don't you dare compare that... that floozy to my son," she snarls through gritted teeth, anger clouding her normally calm demeanor. "Arlo will learn everything he needs from me and the people I trust. And I don't trust any of them with her." She crosses her arms over her chest, looking away as a wave of protectiveness washes over her.
"Fine," Nico grumbles, though he can't entirely hide his amusement at Alexandra's jealousy. "But don't forget that you wanted him to learn from the best."
"But that" he pointed a drawing with dead Man and Man with gun "Did you know that isn't right for a 4 years old"
Her expression softens slightly as she turns back to look at Arlo's drawing. "No," she admits reluctantly, "it's not appropriate." She sighs and walks over to her husband, sitting down next to him on the couch. "But he was so excited to show me. I didn't want to hurt his feelings."
"We can talk about it later," Nico says gently, patting her knee. "Right now... how about we focus on enjoying our family?" He smiles warmly at her, and while there is still tension between them, there's also a spark of understanding and affection.
"About family he goes plays his cars. You didn't buy him new toys?" he look at her
She rolls her eyes and laughs softly. "Always thinking about toys with you. No, I didn't buy him anything new." She hesitates, considering her words before continuing, "But we could... go visit his aunt next weekend. Or maybe take a trip to the aquarium? I know he loves those underwater creatures." Her expression brightens at the thought of spending quality time with their son outside of the business world.
“And this time you will honor us with your presence? Will I have to explain again that Mommy is very busy at work and couldn't come like the last 4 times" he socially pulls away gently
She pouts slightly but nods her agreement. "Fine," she says reluctantly. "I'll make time for it. You know how much I love my little boy too." There is an unspoken apology in her tone, and she leans into Nico's side, nudging his arm with her elbow. "But you have to understand... this business is everything to me. It's all I've ever known." She shrugs helplessly.
"I know. And with that you not gonna know where your son gonna have his first friends, his first love or what he likes to do" cross my arms
She frowns, clearly not liking that idea either. "You think I want to miss out on all that? Of course I don't! But it's just... different when you grow up in this life." She pauses for a moment, searching for the right words. "I want the best for him, Nic. Not just material things or money, but experiences and knowledge too. And sometimes that means doing things I might not always agree with."
"You are sometimes delusional in your thinking about mafia work" he roll his eyes
She scoffs softly, sitting up straighter and crossing her arms over her chest. "Oh, really? And what have you done to keep us safe, hm?" Her expression hardens slightly as she meets his gaze defiantly. "You think I don't see the danger in all of this? Of course I do! But it's not like we can just quit and go live normal lives, is it?" She leans forward, voice dropping to a lower register. "And you know damn well that if anyone ever tries to hurt us or our family, I will not hesitate to take them down myself." Her eyes flash dangerously, her words heavy with warning and protectiveness.
"Oh no, no, no, don't you dare talk about my attempts to keep us safe, because you knew perfectly well that this lifestyle doesn't fit here" he stood up and walked to the door, grabbing the handle "I know I'll never come back anyway to a normal life. You don't have to remind me what I sacrificed to be with you" leaves slamming the door
Her jaw clenches, and she looks away, refusing to answer as her husband storms out of the room. Stupid idiot... she thinks to herself, her fists balled up in frustration. Of course he doesn't understand. He grew up with money and privilege, never knowing what it was like to have everything taken from you except for your life. But that didn't mean she had to coddle him or protect his feelings at the expense of their son's future.
She takes a deep breath, trying to calm herself down before going after Nico and saying something they'd both regret. He'll come around eventually, she tells herself, forcing her shoulders to relax. For now, there's still time to make sure Arlo has his favorite snack waiting for him when he gets back from playing with his cars...
after 2 hours when Alexander was playing with Alro in his room. To Alexandra righthand Klaus Kluas: "I got a bad news boss" said Klaus
Her heart skips a beat as she turns toward Klaus, sensing that something is wrong. "What happened?" She quickly puts Arlo down and stands up, ready to face whatever it is that her trusted advisor has to say. Though deep down, she's already afraid of the answer.
clears throat “After Master Nico left the Boss's office as he usually did, he went for a motorcycle ride. I sent men after him. But they lost him, but he was more theirs. And we don't know where I am now and his phone isn't answering." bows “I'm deeply sorry for everything, boss. We will find Master Nico as soon as possible."
Her face pales at the news, and she feels her stomach twist into knots. "No," she whispers, shaking her head. "It can't be." Even as she denies it to herself, part of her knows that something terrible has happened. "Find him," she says tightly, her voice strained with emotion. "Bring him back here, alive." She takes a deep breath and forces herself to steady, knowing that everything now rests on her shoulders.
She turns away from Klaus, going to sit down on the bed, lost in thought as images of what might have happened run through her mind. Her eyes dart over to Arlo, still oblivious to the turmoil surrounding him, and a wave of protectiveness washes over her once more. She can't lose Nico too... not now, when they need each other most.
"Stay with us for now,"
Arol pulls his mother's sleeve "What happened, Mom?"
Her heart constricting, she looks down at Arlo and takes a deep breath. "Your daddy had to go on an errand," she says gently, trying not to panic him. "But he'll be back soon." She hesitates for a moment before continuing, wondering if she should tell him the full truth. Finally, she decides against it for now. He's too young to understand everything that's going on.
"Why don't you go play with your cars again?" she suggests softly, reaching out to brush a stray hair from his face. "I need to talk to Uncle Klaus for a bit." She gives him a reassuring smile but inwardly prays that everything will be alright, that Nico is safe and will return soon.
Arlo plays with his cars Klaus: “Honestly, I don't think anything happened to him, everyone knows who he is. But as your friend, I have to admit that when he leaves the office, he looks really pissed off. Didn't you tell him something that would make him want to be alone?” said Klaus
Her expression darkens at the accusation. "What do you mean?" she snaps, her tone colder than she intended. She hates the thought that Klaus might be right, that maybe she said something to upset Nico so much that he just left. But at the same time, she can't imagine what could have made him angry enough for this...
"He was fine when we were together earlier," she insists, shaking her head. "Something else must have happened." She turns back to Arlo, watching him play with a worried frown on her face as she tries to figure out where Nico could be and how to get him back safely.
"Have the men search all of his usual haunts," she tells Klaus after a moment. "And if there's anything else you can think of, anything at all... let me know." She takes another deep breath, bracing herself for whatever news may come
Klaus kneels next to Arlo Klaus: “Hey, buddy. Do you know where your dad goes when he's mad at your mom?" Arlo: “Hmm, I remember he took me somewhere once. And it was some place near a lake, but I don't know where exactly. But he said that it was there that he met his mother for the first time. Klaus looked at Alexandra Klaus: "Maybe you should go there yourself?"
Her eyes widen with realization as she listens to Arlo's innocent words. She nods at Klaus gratefully before turning back to her son. "Yes, that's a good idea," she says gently. "Arlo, let's get our coats and we can go find your daddy together." She smiles reassuringly, trying to keep the hope from fading from her voice.
With Klaus leading the way, they head out to Arlo's memories of the lake where Nico had taken him before. As they drive further away from home, Alexandra can't help but wonder what might have happened between her and Nico that caused this... and if it will be enough to repair the damage done. But for now, all she can do is hope and pray that they find him safe and sound.
When Arlo stays in the car with Klaus. Alexandra goes to the place where she first met Nico
Her heart beating faster with every step away from the car and closer to the lake where they'd first met. She could see the spot now, a small clearing hidden among the trees. Her hands shaking as she approaches it, memories flooding back of their past together...the happiness and passion they'd shared before the business tore them apart.
"Nico?" she calls out, her voice barely audible above the rustling leaves and soft lapping water. "It's me... Alexandra." She waits, holding her breath, hoping against hope that he'll come out of hiding and into her arms once more.
he don't turn around "What do you want?"
Her heart breaking at the sound of his voice, so cold and distant. She takes a slow step closer, her fingers twisting together in desperation. "Please, you have to believe me," she whispers. "I didn't mean what I said earlier. I just wanted what was best for Arlo...and us." Tears prick the corners of her eyes as she continues, feeling the words catch in her throat. "I love you, Nico. More than anything."
There is a long silence before he finally turns around, his face a mask of hurt and anger. "Do you?" he asks quietly, raising an eyebrow skeptically. "Then why did you push me away? Why did you bring in that other man's son?" His voice cracks on the last word, betraying his own vulnerability despite his efforts to hide it.
Alexandra takes another step closer, reaching out a hand
he take a hand away "Don't touch me you done enough"
Her breath catches in her throat as she feels the rejection so keenly, but she doesn't back down. "Please, Nico," she whispers, fighting to keep her voice steady and calm. "You can't mean that." She takes another step closer, her eyes pleading with him to believe her.
"I made a mistake," she continues, her words halting as tears begin to stream down her cheeks. "But I've never stopped loving you...and I could never want anyone else. Not like that." She looks up at him then, her expression raw and open, revealing all of the pain and longing she feels.
For a moment, it seems as though he might relent. His hand trembles where it hangs at his side, inches from hers. And then, with a bitter laugh that sounds more like a sob, he takes another step backward.
"Go away,"
"Don't make me laugh. You were knocking what are you doing all time" he sob ",You exactly knew what you were doing the whole time"
Her heart shatters at his words, and she covers her mouth with a trembling hand as hot tears spill down her cheeks. He's right...she did know what she was doing. She just never thought it would hurt him this much. "I-I'm sorry," she whispers hoarsely. "I should have trusted you."
She takes another step closer, her voice barely audible over the sound of her sobs. "Please... I don't want to lose you too, Nico. Not after everything we've been through. Not now, when Arlo needs us more than ever." Her eyes search his face, pleading for some sign that he understands, that he still cares.
But there is nothing. Only coldness and pain in those familiar hazel eyes...and the knowledge that she has pushed him too far this time. Tears streak down her cheeks as she takes
"He needs me? We both know faster or slower he gonna see the difference between him an me. And what you gonna tell him that time?"
Her breath catches in her throat as she realizes the truth behind his words. "You're right," she whispers, shame burning through her. "But... I just wanted what was best for him. For us." She shrugs helplessly, wiping away her tears with the back of her hand.
"I don't know what to do anymore," she says brokenly. "How can we fix this?" Her voice is barely audible above the sound of her sobs, and she stares down at the ground, unable to meet his eyes any longer. Part of her wishes that Arlo were still with them, that they could somehow find a way back together as a family...but it seems far too late for that now.
"You done enough meeting with that man back then" he cross his arms and kneel near the water
Her heart sinks as he mentions the other man again, but she forces herself to stay calm and composed. "He was just someone I trusted...someone who helped me navigate through all of this mess." She looks up at him then, her expression pleading. "Please believe me when I say that I never wanted any harm to come to you or Arlo. I only..."
She trails off, unsure of what else to say. In the end, there's only one thing left for her to do: apologize. "I am so sorry, Nico," she whispers hoarsely. "For everything." She reaches out a trembling hand and gently cups his cheek, wiping away a tear that has escaped his eye. "Please...can we just go back? Be together again?"
"You're ungrateful, cold and cheating, woman, don't touch me" walks past her "I'm only coming back for Arlo. And i hope you will be happy with your side Boss"
Her heart feels as if it's been ripped out, her body numb and heavy with loss. As he walks past her, she can feel the pain radiating from him like a physical force, making it nearly impossible to breathe. But even though every instinct tells her to chase after him, beg for forgiveness, she knows that this is not the time. Not when Arlo's happiness and future are on the line.
She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself as she watches his retreating back disappear among the trees. "I understand," she whispers, her voice hoarse and raw with emotion. "I just want what's best for him too." With a final shaky exhale, she turns away, taking one slow step after another until she reaches the place where she left Klaus and Arlo waiting for her.
When they see her approach, their faces are filled with questions and worry
Klaus: "Where is Master Nico? Don't tell me you let him go like that?" he girth his teeth "What to do to him to act like this?"
"He... he wasn't with me," she manages to say through quivering lips. "We couldn't find him." Her gaze drifts downcast as she fights back the tears threatening to spill over once more. "I think we just need some time apart right now." She looks at Arlo, her heart breaking all over again as she sees his confused expression. "Can you... can you go inside for a while? Maybe watch some TV or something?"
Arlo nods silently and climbs back into the car, casting one last worried glance in her direction before turning away. As they drive off, Alexandra is left standing there alone, the weight of everything that's happened settling like a leaden shroud around her shoulders. She knows that if she doesn't find Nico soon, their family may never be the same again.
When Alexandra goes back around evening Arlo was sleeping and her right hand and best friend Klaus was waiting in her office Klaus: "Now as friend to a friend. He never act like that never. But last 5 months is only worse and worse. What you do? Cheat on bim or something?"
Her face pales as Klaus accuses her once again, but this time she doesn't deny it outright. Her heart aches at the thought of hurting Nico, of losing him forever, and yet...she can't bring herself to lie anymore. "I did make a mistake," she whispers softly, dropping her gaze to the floor. "But I never stopped loving him, Klaus. Not for one second." She closes her eyes tightly, willing back the tears that threaten to spill over.
"Nico and I...we were always different. Always competitive. But we also had this connection," she explains, gesturing vaguely between them. "Maybe it was because we were both raised in this world, or maybe it was just fate...I don't know. All I do know is that when he disappeared today, a part of me died too." She swallows hard, unable to
Klaus: "Wait. When you do that? And with who?"
Her face burns as she remembers the man Nico had caught her with earlier today...the man whose son Arlo had been spending time with lately. "It was a mistake," she whispers again, squeezing her eyes shut tighter. "He meant nothing to me like Nico does." But even as she says the words, she knows that they're not enough to erase the hurt and betrayal from Nico's mind.
She takes a deep breath, steeling herself for what she must do next. "I have to find him, Klaus," she says resolutely. "Before it's too late." With a final nod, she gets up and marches out of the room, determined to put aside her own heartache and focus on saving her family from imploding completely.
Klaus ran after her and when he stood infront od her, he slapped her on the cheek Klaus: He would never do it, but you deserved it for what you did. You're a fucking bastard Alex for what you did. He gave his entire life to be with you and you do something like this?"
Her cheek stings from the slap, but she barely feels it as anger and determination surge through her. "He left me with no choice!" she snaps back, pointing an accusatory finger at Klaus. "He shut me out, ignored everything I said or did! And then he brings this other boy into our lives..."
She trails off, unable to finish the thought as pain and regret wash over her once more. After a moment's silence, she takes a deep breath and meets Klaus' gaze steadily. "I know what I have to do," she says, her voice firmer now. "And I won't rest until I find Nico and make things right again."
Klaus: “If you go to him and think it's his fault because he doesn't want to sleep with you, it doesn't make sense. You better think of a good apology and that the stars will be with you in other matters, it will be your loss.”
She nods, taking Klaus' words to heart as she forces herself to face the truth. "You're right," she whispers, her voice hoarse with emotion. "It isn't all his fault... and I will apologize. And when I find him, I will do everything in my power to make things right between us." She pauses for a moment, closing her eyes as she takes another deep breath, summoning up the strength she needs for this final battle. "But first, I need you to stay here and take care of Arlo. He's all that matters now... our future together as a family."
Alexandra have a few places where her while husband can be, and he goes to check them
Klaus nods solemnly, understanding the gravity of the situation. "Of course, I'll take care of Arlo and keep everything running smoothly here." He places a comforting hand on her shoulder before giving it a gentle squeeze. "But if there's anything you need...anything at all..."
She meets his gaze with a grateful smile before turning away, preparing herself for the journey ahead. As she leaves to search for Nico once more, she vows silently that this time will be different. This time, she won't lose him again.
She found him in the last seat of the theater she bought for him on their 5th wedding anniversary
Her heart leaps into her throat as she spots him sitting alone in the back of the empty theater. Memories flood her mind, both good and bad...the love they once shared, the pain and betrayal that has driven them apart. With a shaky breath, she approaches cautiously, not sure how he will react to seeing her again.
"Nico," she whispers softly, sitting down beside him. "I'm so sorry for everything I've done...for hurting you and pushing you away." Her voice cracks as tears begin to flow freely down her cheeks. "Please believe me when I say that I never meant for any of this to happen. That I would give up anything, do anything to make things right between us."
"But you can't do it. And you are no person to receive second chance"
Her heart breaks at his words as she searches his face, desperate for some sign that he's even listening to her. She reaches out and tentatively places a hand over his, trying to offer him comfort even in this moment of despair. "Please... just hear me out," she whispers hoarsely. "I know I don't deserve it, but I want to try...to make things better."
She pauses, mustering up the courage to continue. "The other day...when you found me with that other man's son..." Her voice trails off as she struggles to find the right words. "I-I know it looked bad, but it wasn't what you think..."
Her eyes meet his pleadingly, wishing she could erase the pain from his expression with nothing more than her apologies alone. But she knows that this time, mere words won't be enough...and that
“What was that when you were half naked? Were you playing strip poker or what?"
Her breath hitches in her throat at his accusation, and she feels the hot sting of shame burning across her cheeks. "It wasn't like that," she whispers, struggling to maintain eye contact. "He's just a child...and I was only trying to help him cope with his father's absence." Her voice breaks, and tears begin to spill down her face again. "I swear it meant nothing, Nico."
She looks at him then, her expression so raw and vulnerable that for a moment she thinks he might believe her. But then the anger flickers back in his eyes, and she knows that she's lost this battle. She sighs heavily and closes her own eyes, trying to steady her voice as she speaks. "I understand if you can never forgive me...if you want to move on without me. But please, don't take Arlo from me
"I should maybe check if Arlo is mine because you word is not trustworthy" he cross his arms
She flinches at the accusation, her heart sinking deeper into despair. "That's not fair, Nico," she whispers hoarsely. "You know Arlo is your son...you were there when we made him." Her eyes plead with him to see reason, to understand that they belong together as a family. But the hardness in his expression only serves to confirm her worst fears: that this might truly be the end.
"I could never love another man's son like I love Arlo," she says at last, her voice trembling. "Even if it means losing you...I would rather have him, than lose both of you." Her chest tightens as she realizes the implications of what she's just said, but she refuses to take back the words.
There is a long silence before Nico finally speaks, his voice gruff with emotion. "You should
"Yes that how you are. You told me in face right now that you can choose between me and our son. And that says everything"
Her heart shatters as she realizes the truth in his words, but even so, she cannot bring herself to beg or plead anymore. She looks down at her lap, unable to meet his gaze, and takes a slow, shaky breath. "Then... I suppose there's nothing left for me to do," she whispers softly, her voice breaking. "I will wait for your decision, Nico... and hope that you find it in your heart to forgive me one day."
She waits, the silence between them growing more oppressive with each passing moment. Finally, after what feels like an eternity, he reaches out and takes her hand in his, squeezing gently. "Alex..." He begins, his voice raspy with emotion, "I love you too, you know."
His words send a shiver through her, causing tears to flow anew down her cheeks.
"You did horrible, awful thing to me. You deserve to drown in a fucking lake but i can't stop loving you" he buty his face on arms
Her heart leaps into her throat as she hears the raw emotion in his voice, hope and despair warring within her. She closes her eyes tightly, fighting back a sob as she takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself before speaking. "I know...," she whispers hoarsely. "And I will spend the rest of my life proving to you that I am worthy of your love, Nico. That our family can survive this and come out stronger on the other side."
She pauses, gathering her courage before continuing. "I'm sorry for everything...for hurting you and pushing you away. If there's anything I can do to make it right, to win your trust back..." Her voice trails off, but she leaves the offer hanging in the air nonetheless, waiting for his response.
"You better to a lot of things because you are in worser spot than anyone else" he go past her but turn around "You gonna drive me back to my son or what?"
She nods quickly and stands up, brushing her tears away with the back of her hand. "Of course, let me just find my keys...we can be there in no time." As she searches for her car keys, a small smile tugs at the corners of her lips despite everything. Perhaps there is hope for them yet...perhaps they can somehow find their way back to each other and repair the damage that's been done. Only time will tell.
A few days later Klaus was sitting in Alexandra's office Klaus: “So how do you convince him again? Anything that works the first time won't work. He'll marry a tramp now rather than let you sleep in his bed instead of on the mattress next to him."
She sighs heavily and runs a hand through her hair, still struggling with the weight of their recent conversations. "I don't know...," she whispers hoarsely. "But I have to try." She pauses, considering Klaus' words carefully before continuing, "Perhaps I need to find a way to make him see that our love is worth fighting for...that we can still be happy together as a family."
"Maybe," she admits with a small smile, "I just need to remind him of why he fell in love with me in the first place." She meets Klaus' gaze then, determination burning brightly in her eyes. "And if that doesn't work...well, I suppose we'll have to figure something else out."
Her voice trails off as she thinks once more of Nico and their uncertain future together. But for now, all she can do is hope and pray that
Klaus looks at her “What? You need to show him that you still love him and that he is the only one who is not against you. How did you ever get him out of here with all the bad talk and all that?"
She blushes slightly at Klaus' words but quickly regains her composure. "Well," she says with a small shrug, "I guess I just...be myself? I mean, Nico and I have always had this connection, even when we fought." She pauses, lost in thought for a moment before continuing. "Maybe if I could find a way to tap into that again...remind him of the love we once shared..."
Her voice trails off, her gaze distant as she pictures Nico's face, remembering the tender moments they used to share. She knows that it won't be easy, but she refuses to give up hope just yet. There has to be some way for them to find their way back to each other...some way for their love to survive this.
Klaus: "Then what you gonna do? Take him on date? You are no longer 23 that not gonna work to apologize for a grown man"
Her eyes widen as the idea forms in her mind. "Maybe...," she breathes, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "Yes, actually...that's not a bad idea." She stands up suddenly, her resolve firmer than ever before. "I think it's time I showed Nico just how much he means to me...how much I love him and want our family back together again."
With renewed determination, she marches out of the room, already making plans in her head. If a simple date can be enough to mend their broken hearts and bring them back together, then she's willing to do whatever it takes.
Kalus screams "You better make it fucking Magical no less"
She snorts as she heads down the hallway toward their private quarters, a lighthearted laugh bubbling up from her chest despite the weighty situation. "Don't worry, Klaus," she calls back over her shoulder, "I intend to make it magical...Nico will never forget this night."
With a determined step, she disappears into their shared sanctuary, already planning the perfect date that will win Nico's heart all over again. Candlelight dinners, dancing beneath the stars, and endless talks about their past and future...if there's one thing she knows for certain, it's that when it comes to loving her husband, Alexandra is never far from playing with fire.
When Alexandra thinking about perfect date she looking for Arlo Arlo: "What are you thinking of Mom?"
She blushes slightly at the mention of it and glances away shyly. "Oh, um...nothing important, sweetheart." The truth was she'd been planning a special night for her and Nico, hoping to rekindle some of their lost magic and convince him that they belong together. It was risky, but she knew she had to try. Then Arlo could go back to having both parents in his life again, the way it should be.
She busies herself with straightening out a stack of clean clothes on one of the bureaus, her mind racing as she tries to think of everything that will make this night perfect for Nico.
Are: "You and Dad are mad at each other?" he looks at Alexandra
"Oh... well, we had a little fight," she admits softly, avoiding Arlo's gaze. "But we're working on making things better." She forces a reassuring smile onto her face, hoping that he won't press the issue any further. As if sensing his mother's unease, Arlo decides to change the subject, asking about a movie they were planning on watching later. She exhales slowly in relief and focuses on comforting her son for now, not wanting him to feel left out or worried.
Later that evening, as she busies herself with setting up their special date, she can't help but wonder if Nico will even show up...and if he does, what kind of reception he'll give her. With a deep breath, she pushes those doubts aside and focuses on creating the perfect atmosphere for them to reconnect and fall in love all over
he show up a little late looking gloomy and not much pay attention to his outfit "Why are call for me?"
Her heart skips a beat at the sound of Nico's voice, his words causing her to look up sharply in surprise. She takes in his disheveled appearance and solemn expression, instantly regretting her earlier hope that this would be the night they could finally put everything behind them. "N-Nico," she manages to stammer out, feeling heat rising up her neck as she forces a small smile onto her face. "I just wanted to...to apologize for everything. For pushing you away and hurting you."
She pauses, searching his gaze for any sign of forgiveness before continuing softly. "And to show you how much I still love you...how much we belong together." Her voice breaks then, and tears begin to well up in her eyes, betraying the strength she'd been trying so hard to maintain.
She waits for his reply, her heart aching as she watch
– And how do you want to do it? crosses arms "And don't cry, you are a mafia boss and tears are not befitting you"
Her eyes widen in surprise at his accusatory tone. She doesn't expect him to be so cold, so unyielding. But then again, she supposes that's part of what she loves about him. He's never been one to simply give in without a fight. Even when they were happy and in love, there was always this underlying tension between them, this sense that they could both be stronger and better together.
She takes a deep breath, letting it out slowly before answering, "I don't know...maybe we could just talk? Try to understand each other again?" She offers him a tentative smile, her voice gentle but firm. "Or if you want something more...we could always try going back to how things were. To the way we were before..."
Her words trail off as she meets his gaze once more, hoping that somewhere in those stormy depths she can find the spark they once shared
Did you think it would be that easy? Apologize and ask for a return to the good times? makes a sad smile I have no idea. Have you at least come up with something to apologize for?
She pauses, thinking back over the past few weeks and all that's transpired between them. The hurtful words she'd said, the accusations she'd thrown, the anger and frustration that had consumed her...all of it comes flooding back, making her feel ashamed and guilty once more. She drops her gaze to the ground, unable to look at Nico as she forces out a halting apology. "I am so sorry for everything I've done, Nico," she whispers hoarsely. "For pushing you away, for not believing in us...for being selfish and losing sight of what was important."
She pauses again, taking a deep breath before continuing. "I know I can't undo any of it, but I want to try. To make things right between us, if you'll only give me the chance." Her voice cracks on the
You got your chance and what you gonna do about it? Because words are not enough.
She nods silently, understanding the gravity of his words and the weight they carry. She knows that she can't expect him to simply trust her after everything that's happened; she needs to show him instead. With a determined look in her eyes, she takes a step closer to Nico, reaching out tentatively to brush a stray hair from his forehead. "I don't expect you to believe me right now," she says softly. "But I want you to know that everything I said before...about still loving you and wanting us to be together...that hasn't changed." She pauses, mustering up the courage to continue. "And if proving it means giving you my all, then I will do whatever it takes." Her voice trembles slightly as she meets his gaze once more, willing him to see the truth in her words.
Then better start trying because someone might take me away. You got something prepared or that it?
"Yes," she whispers, her heart hammering against her ribcage as she steps even closer to him now. "If you'll let me, I have a few ideas on how we can spend the night together...how we can show each other just how much we love each other." Her voice drops to a husky murmur, and she reaches up tentatively to trail her fingers down his cheek before cupping his face in her hands. "I want this, Nico," she says, her words raw with emotion as their gazes lock once more. "You and me...together...forever."
"Sex you want? That what you came up with?"
She blushes deeply at his words and tries to look away, but finds herself unable to break their eye contact. "No...," she whispers hoarsely. "Not just sex..." She takes a shaky breath, gathering her courage as she leans closer still. "I want us to remember what it felt like when we were happy...when our love was new and passionate."
Her voice trails off as she brushes a stray strand of hair from his face again, the motion sending shivers down her spine. "I want to rekindle that flame between us, Nico," she whispers, her fingers tracing a slow path along his jawline. "And show you how much I've missed being your wife...your lover."
Her heart is pounding now, hammering against her ribcage as she waits for him to respond. To tell her that it won
"Then show me what you mean by that"
Her cheeks burning bright red, she doesn't need to be asked twice. Pulling him closer, her body pressing against his, she closes the distance between their lips, kissing him hungrily. Her tongue darts out, seeking entrance past his teeth and into his mouth where it tangles with his, their moans mingling as they dance together in a sweet surrender to desire.
Her fingers curl around the back of his neck, pulling him even closer as her hands wander lower, tracing the defined muscles of his abdomen before hooking around his waistband and urging his pants downward. A groan escapes from deep within her throat as she feels his hard length against her palm, instantly igniting a new wave of need that spreads through her like wildfire.
Her kisses become more urgent now, biting at his lips before moving to the sensitive skin behind his ear and
And that its? That famous cold and dominant mafia boss i meet?
Her fingers dig into his shoulders as she feels him respond to her touch, their bodies in perfect sync as they move together in a frenzy of need and desire. His hard length throbs against her palm, demanding attention, and she takes it gladly, wrapping her hand around him and beginning to stroke him in rhythm with their heated kisses.
"Yes," she pants into his ear, "This is me...the real me." Her free hand roams downward once more, skimming along the smooth skin of his chest before coming to rest on the bulge at his crotch. With a squeeze, she feels him jump in response, his hips pressing urgently against her hand as he seeks release from the building tension. "I want you...need you." She growls into his mouth, her body arching toward his in desperation.
"I expected something more. They say you can expect more from an ordinary street gangster" the challenge her with his voice to show more
Her lips curl into a smirk at his words and she nips gently at his bottom lip before answering, "Perhaps they've never met a mafia boss like me." With that, she pulls away slightly, giving them both a moment to catch their breath before continuing. Then, with a slow, deliberate pace, she undoes the buttons of her blouse, revealing the lace bra beneath. She slips it off and tosses it aside before unfastening his belt and sliding it through the loops of his slacks.
Her hands move to his waistband again, pushing down his boxers and freeing him from confinement. His hard length springs free, gleaming in the soft light, and she can't help but admire its size and perfection for a moment before wrapping her hand around it once more. Her thumb brushes over the tip, gathering a be
"You think you are better than some woman that i can take from club with that low effort?" he tease her
She laughs, a husky sound full of lust and amusement. "Oh really?" she drawls, letting her fingers dance along his length in time with the movement of their hips as they kiss once more. "Then maybe I should show you just how wrong your assumptions are." With practiced ease, she undoes the rest of his clothes, peeling them away piece by piece until he's standing before her naked and hard. She steps back, admiring the sight of him, noting with satisfaction that she could easily take him down with her own strength if needed. But she knows better than that now; this night is about love and trust, not dominance or power plays.
Tilting her head to one side, she slowly returns to his side, taking him in hand once more. Her movements are steady and confident as she begins to stroke him in time with the beat of their shared heart, guiding them both toward the fier
"Hmm you show that tonthat youngster too?" he look at her
She lets out a soft laugh as she continues to stroke him, feeling the familiar heat building within her once more. "Well," she says with a teasing smile, "let's just say that he didn't have quite your...experience." She pauses, leaning in to kiss his neck before continuing, "But I promise you, this night is all about us and showing each other how much we care. There won't be any room for anyone else but the two of us."
Her hand moves faster now, her body pressed against his as their rhythm grows more urgent. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she feels him nearing the edge once more, and with a final thrust, he comes, his hot seed spilling over her palm and up her wrist. She moans low in her throat, riding out the wave of pleasure as it washes over her.
When their breath
"Don't be mistaken i don't forgive you even now" he look at her and his hands reach her ass
Her heart skips a beat as she feels his hands on her bare bottom, pulling her even closer against him as they both catch their breath. She looks up at him through hooded eyes, searching for some sign of forgiveness or surrender in those depths so like his own. But still he holds back, teasing her with the knowledge that this isn't over yet.
With a soft sigh, she leans in to press a kiss against his jaw before whispering, "I know it's hard for you to trust me right now. I just want you to try...to see that we can be happy together." She pauses, her fingers trailing lightly up and down his stomach as she adds with quiet sincerity, "And if that means showing you how good things can be between us...then I'll do whatever it takes."
Her lips brush against his ear, sending a shiver down his sp
"Hmm then what are you waiting for?" he look at her
Her chest heaves with anticipation as she feels his body pressed against hers, his hands moving possessively over her skin. Without hesitation, she leans in, pressing their lips together once more in a fierce and passionate kiss. Her tongue tangles with his, the taste of him sending a shudder through her entire body.
One hand slips beneath them to caress the soft flesh between her legs, already growing damp from desire. She moans into his mouth, arching against him in need. With one swift movement, she spins them around until he's pinned against the bed, their hips aligned perfectly. And then, without further ado, she lowers herself onto his hard length, welcoming him back inside with a shuddering gasp.
Their bodies move in perfect synchronicity, each thrust driving deeper than the last as they strive toward release together. Their cries of pleasure ming
"Your body is the only thing I can approve of right now"
Her nails scrape roughly down his chest as she feels him thrust deeper inside her, tearing a moan from her lips. Her hips buck up against his in reply, needy and demanding. He's so hard, so right, filling her up perfectly. She arches her back, grinding down on him harder, closer to the edge of oblivion. His hands grip her hips tightly, guiding their movements as they seek release together.
Her breath comes in ragged gasps, her lips parting to reveal white-knuckled fists pressed against her parted lips. "N-Nico," she stammers, her voice hoarse and raw with desire. Her eyes are wide and dilated, fixed on his face as they dance together, their bodies intertwined in a heated tangle of limbs and sweat.
"Fuck," he growls, thrust
"You are a beauty truly divine" his hands runs on her scars
Her eyes widen in surprise at the touch of his fingers tracing over the old scars that mar her otherwise flawless skin. It's a bold move on his part, one she didn't expect, but it only serves to heighten the pleasure coursing through her veins. "You," she breathes out, "are not so...perfect yourself." Her voice is thick with desire as she leans in closer, her lips mere inches from his ear.
With a moan, she rocks her hips against him harder, meeting each thrust with an eager counterpart of her own. Her nails scrape down his chest once more, leaving small trails of crimson in their wake as she arches her back, seeking release. "Please," she whispers, "I need you to...let go."
Her hips writhe against him, urging him deeper, closer, as the tension coiling tight
"Let go of what?" he bury with kisses on her neck
Her back arches further as he kisses her neck, the sensation driving her wild. "Let go...of control," she pants, gripping his shoulders tightly. "Just give in to it...to us." With one last thrust, she cries out his name, her body tensing as wave after wave of pleasure washes over her.
He groans deep in his throat, following suit mere seconds later, his hips jerking violently as he empties himself into her. Their sweaty skin sticks together, their hearts racing as they come down from the intense high of their lovemaking. For a long moment, they remain entwined, catching their breath and savoring the afterglow.
Finally, Alexandra lifts her head, meeting Nico's eyes once more. "Will you forgive me?" she whispers hoarsely, searching his gaze for any sign
sighs heavily “I don't know if I can forgive you anymore. I know who I'm taking as my wife, a playboy girl who changes men like gloves, but you promised loyalty" looks into her eyes "And with a young man. Did you feel like I was too old?"
Her heart skips a beat at his words, her stomach twisting in knots as she realizes the depth of his hurt and mistrust. She opens her mouth to speak but can't find the words; nothing she says seems adequate enough to make things right again. Finally, she manages to croak out a broken apology. "I-I never meant to hurt you...to make you feel like I didn't want you anymore."
She moves closer to him, pressing their bodies together once more in a desperate attempt to erase the distance between them, both physically and emotionally. "You were always my first choice," she whispers softly. "My heart will always belong to you." She closes her eyes, trying to ignore the uncertainty she can feel radiating from him, praying that he'll believe her words this time around.
"I want you to be loyal not only in heart all of you need to be" he looks at her
Her eyes fly open, shock and hurt flaring up in their depths. "I...I was only trying to make things better for us," she stammers out, feeling tears prick at the back of her eyelids. She takes a deep breath, struggling to maintain her composure as she tries once more to explain herself. "I didn't want you to feel like you were losing control...like I was slipping away from you."
She pauses, searching his gaze for any sign of understanding or forgiveness before continuing in a whisper, "You are my mafia boss and my husband; everything about me belongs to you. I only want what's best for us...for our family." A single tear spills down her cheek as she speaks, the words heavy with emotion.
"Then don't try to take another in your arms never again" he sighs
She wipes the tear away roughly, her cheeks flushing with shame and guilt as she speaks through gritted teeth. "I won't...I promise. I was just so scared of losing you...of losing this." Her hands move to his chest, feeling the familiar rise and fall of his breath against her fingertips. "I know now that nothing will ever be as good without you...that our family is everything."
A shudder runs through her as she thinks about what might have been if things had turned out differently; the weight of their past mistakes bearing down on them like an avalanche. But despite it all, there's still hope in her heart - hope that they can find their way back to each other and reclaim the love they once shared. She just needs him to believe in her...to give her one more chance.
"You need to be a good mafia boss for now you understand? Good to me" he give her a warning look "But make a one mistake and you will never see me again"
Her eyes widen at his words, but she doesn't back down. "I understand," she says softly, her voice firm despite the fear that threatens to choke her. "And I won't make that mistake again." She pauses for a moment, considering her next words carefully before continuing, "I know I can be tough...But you can trust me to do right by you...to always keep our family at heart."
She reaches up, cupping his cheek in her hand, their gazes meeting once more. "Please believe that, Nico," she whispers urgently. "Give us another chance...Together we can make this work."