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Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jun 30, 2009 20:27:29 GMT -6
Serafina whimpered and bit her lower lip again. Usually she stopped him when this happened. In the past, she'd go to him and try to make it work. But she just couldnt this time... He didnt even want her enough anymore to fight for their marriage.
As he got to the door she sunk down on the bed and choked on a sob...
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Post by Giovanni DiLeonardo on Jun 30, 2009 20:33:16 GMT -6
Giovanni heard Serafina begin to sob and he stopped by the door, and he said coldly "What is it Sera?" He was tired of fighting. He knew he made the mistakes, but he was still tired of fighting with his wife.
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Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jun 30, 2009 20:36:30 GMT -6
Serafina pulled the pillow into her arms and she looked over at Giovanni while the tears rolled down her face. Her eyes begged him not to leave, and yet she didnt ask him to come back...
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Post by Giovanni DiLeonardo on Jun 30, 2009 20:37:54 GMT -6
Giovanni sighed and then walked back towards Serafina, and he said "Sera, do you want me to leave or not? I will respect your wishes whatever they may be. I am tired of fighting with someone as beautiful as you." Then he smiled and said "Perhaps it's the Grillo coming out in you?"
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Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jun 30, 2009 20:39:36 GMT -6
Serafina reached out and grabbed onto him, pulling him close and leaning her forehead against his chest.
"I just... I dont really want to be alone... even if we are going to get a divorce..."
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Post by Giovanni DiLeonardo on Jun 30, 2009 20:42:50 GMT -6
Giovanni let her rest her head on his chest and he smiled and said "Sera, I don't want to get divorced from you. Regardless of how I may act, I cannot see myself without you somehow in my life." Then he smiled again and just stared at her, taking in her beauty. She may have been crying but she was still beautiful.
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Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jun 30, 2009 20:45:40 GMT -6
Slowly, she looked up at Giovanni and reached up to touch his face. How was it he could be so perfect and still so flawed.
She slowly laid down on the bed, holding onto his hands and pulling him down with her. She wanted to atleast sleep next to a body, although she wasnt sure she cared whose...
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Post by Giovanni DiLeonardo on Jun 30, 2009 20:52:17 GMT -6
Giovanni let her pull him down next to her, and as he wrapped his arm around her he smiled and kissing her forehead, said "You are so beautiful. I'm sorry Sera." Giovanni tried to fight back the tears but he couldn't. Last time he cried, was probably at his father's funeral. Sure he was tougher than nails. Sure he would kill someone as soon as look at them. But there was something about how Serafina acted when she was upset that pulled at his heart. He just hoped none of his men ever saw him crying.
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Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jun 30, 2009 20:55:27 GMT -6
Hearing the sudden emotion in his voice change everything for Serafina. She sat up a little to look at him and her own heart melted. "Oh Gio..." She leaned down and returned the kiss to his forehead, and then kissed each of his eyes.
She sniffed, and rested her forehead against his and whispered while stroking him, "Well make this work... somehow we'll make it work..."
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Post by Giovanni DiLeonardo on Jun 30, 2009 20:57:18 GMT -6
Giovanni smiled and said heavily, trying to stop the tears "Thank you Sera. Is there any way I can make it up to you?"
*Next one will be longer
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Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jun 30, 2009 21:03:17 GMT -6
"Promise me now, right now, that you'll never touch another woman again. Then i'll start to forgive you and we can move forward."
Serafina continued to look down at him, her hand smoothing over his chest, petting and caressing him...
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Post by Giovanni DiLeonardo on Jun 30, 2009 21:07:05 GMT -6
Giovanni smiled and looking at her, he whispered first in Italian "Avete la mia parola. La parola di un uomo siciliano. Non potrò mai toccare un'altra donna, ma lei, la mia bella moglie." and then he said it in English "You have my word. The word of a Sicilian man. I will never touch another woman but you, my beautiful wife."
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Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jul 1, 2009 22:19:49 GMT -6
Serafina could cry again, but she was too tired. She just cuddle and kissed Giovanni, her lips pressing all over his face in tender little kisses.
"Thank you Gio... thank you..."
It was all she needed. She'd forgive him, and forget about Luciano. Afterall, being with Luciano would only lead to death....
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Post by Giovanni DiLeonardo on Jul 1, 2009 22:24:45 GMT -6
Giovanni smiled as she kissed him and he said "Sera, how can I ever look at another woman again? I have a beautiful one right here." then he smiled and kissed her on her forehead. He was tired, he felt sick from the Scotch, and little did Sera know, he also felt sick from the line of Cocaine he did. He swore to never do Cocaine again, if the after effect was him feeling nauseous and queezy.
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Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jul 1, 2009 22:27:17 GMT -6
Serafina stroked his forehead and noticed how green he was. She started to climb off the bed. "Let me get you a glass of water my love." She grinned and started to head for the kitchen, feeling again like the doating wife. She might have just been kidding herself, but she felt like nothing in the world could go wrong now. She had GIovannis word that she was all his, and she believed and trusted him...
In her mind. She pushed away the forceful thoughts of Luciano...
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