Revenge And Love Against My Mafia Ex-Husband
Chapter 41

-Someday you'll be mine," Emily sighed, while Angelo walked on, forgetting her, because his mind was focused only on his beloved Ximena, his heart was beating anxiously to see her.

-Ximena love, I'm coming, I want to see you soon, I want to see your pretty face," that was what Angelo was thinking on his way home, he finally saw the big doors of his mansion open, they seemed like heaven itself, he felt like he was in another reality, one from a soap opera, he saw himself running between fields of flowers to meet his beloved who was also running to embrace him, he even heard romantic music in the background. -I sat in the living room watching the floor clock and it was as if the second hand was going two steps back and one step forward, thank goodness you're here," says Ximena hugging him and looking for his mouth to kiss him.

-For the first time in a long time I feel this warmth in my chest that mixes with tickling and makes me smile, I think it's what they call happiness," whispers Angelo kissing her passionately.

-How lucky I am, my love, to be able to be with you again, for a second I thought that assassin had shot me and I would never see you again in the land of the living," Ximena cries lying on her beloved's chest.

-What happened was that the escorts managed to neutralize the assassin, although that assassin managed to shoot, he even broke the car's airbag, that was the only thing that saved them from being fired, besides their quick action of taking you out of the car and giving you first aid while the ambulance arrived, what is unforgivable is that they left you alone," Angelo commented, caressing her hair, combing it with the palm of his hands.

-Love, don't judge them, it was all a product of my recklessness, I thought I was a zero seven, I went after that professional killer without telling them, I didn't let them accompany me inside the hospital either, it's just that I feel bad accompanied by those gorillas, it's scary, It's as if they were suffocating me, I don't like to stay locked up in the house either, I feel like a canary, except when I'm locked up with you, I love that, -Ximena twirls the tongue of his tie making it curl and looks him up and down planning the way to undress him.

-Love, that reminds me, I have a surprise for you tonight," Angelo informs her, taking her hands and kissing them.

-What will it be," the question is short because his imagination is running wild.

-We are invited to a charity party," Angelo pauses, waiting for Ximena's excited reaction and she only says: -that's nice,

-Just how nice, I thought you would be happy, I saw how you like to help those in need.

-Yes, Angelo, I love it, I would just love to spend a few days with you, locked in the room, we only have to separate to go to the bathroom," she replies biting her index finger and turning away as if covering the shame of having let her true desire come out. -That would be better, although we'll have time for that, while I was coming on the trip it occurred to me to go to an island paradise for a few months where we can forget about everything but the two of us, as for the party, we're already engaged, my beloved Ximena.

-But it's at night, isn't it," he tells her, pressing her buttocks to his pelvis and turning his head a little, trying to kiss her mouth.

-Yes, of course, even at night, we still have time to make ourselves beautiful," answered the good Angelo without any malice.

-Well, my love, let's take advantage and have a pre-celebration because we are back together in this house, safe and sound," says Ximena while she pulls him by the tie as if he were her pet or a calf for slaughter.

They were expressing their love through the union of their bodies, exploring different methods, positions and techniques, fogging the windows of that room, filling the air with a mist of love that seemed to dance to the rhythm of a melody of moans and the screeching of that mismatched bed.

Sleep overcame them as exhaustion overtook them, but for Angelo's phone ringing, it was the organiser reminding him of the invitation and begging him to please not miss it.

-Angelo love, I can't go, I don't have anything to wear, it's better if we hug.

I sent you to bring some dresses, of course the offer is very tempting, I suggest we go for a while, we make an appearance and then we come to continue with our pre-honeymoon.

Angelo, technically this would be a post-honeymoon, since the master didn't feel like fulfilling his obligations on the wedding night.

-I told you that doesn't count, we'll get married again and we'll have a dream honeymoon, we can go to Sumapaz.

-I'd rather go to Paris, of course the place is the least of it, I don't think we'll ever leave the room.

When they were dressed, they went to the living room, where there was a blonde with a back with several dresses hanging in a portable wardrobe, when she felt that they were entering the room, she turned around and said hello:

-Hello, what did you do, I almost left, I thought you wouldn't leave that room, I don't blame you, there's nothing better than being in a cone with the person you love.

-You look familiar, are you the fashion designer, Margué Rincón, the one who dresses queens and actresses? -Ximena stammered, a little dizzy from what had happened, and incredulous at having that eminence of the catwalks in her living room, who started trying on dresses and they all looked perfect on her.

-Angelo unbelievable, all these beautiful dresses fit my body! -Ximena exclaims as she twirls around modelling him, wanting to arouse his desire so that he forgets about going to the blissful party and concentrates only on her.

-Of course love, I sent one of your dresses to Margue so she could make you these exclusive dresses, I don't like to leave anything to improvisation," Angelo answered admiring how perfect the dresses fit her.

Mommy, you will see how I will leave you, I brought you my best dresses, I am an expert in make-up, I also brought you jewellery and accessories, you will look great, regal, of course I don't have to do much, you are divine and your beau, go and get ready, let us do our magic here, it was beautiful, -while Margue was talking and making gestures, Ximena saw how a pepa sprouted in her throat, the Adam's apple, something that could not be operated on.

The result came a few minutes later, they both looked like the princes of fairy tales,

-You look very handsome," Ximena exalted him, as he came out in his black dinner jacket and white gloves, who smilingly returned the compliment: -You look divine, as always," they held hands and danced an imaginary waltz, while Margue, seeing them, brought out her philosophy:

-You are beautiful, of course with the arrangement you look better, the clothes adorn your beauty or the other way round, what would become of a beautiful dress kept forever or of a pretty woman in rags, like Cinderella, that poor girl that if it hadn't been for the fairy godmother or the magic tree who dressed her up as a princess, it would have been impossible that the prince would have been able to dress her as a princess, it would have been impossible for the prince to fall in love when he saw her dressed as a child and full of soot, not that he was materialistic, what happens is that taste comes first through the eyes, when you eat a dessert you see it first, I'm like that, I've never been able to eat crabs, they say they're delicious, but when I see them there like spiders with pincers they make me want to run away, I swear I can't, I've also had fiascos with men, a bit different, they look perfect dressed, then when they undress they look like liars and you can't put lies in your body, after boasting so much about the gifted, or maybe they mentioned it because of their intelligence, I didn't check, I would have had to ask them for the formula of relativity.

-What are you saying, Margue? -asks Angelo, stopping kissing Ximena for a few seconds.

-Nothing dear, sometimes I get engrossed in a monologue and I don't even practice monogamy, you'd better go to the party, you're already late, good luck my loves," Margué says goodbye kissing her cheeks. -Love, we'd better stay here," Ximena insists, guided by the desire to kiss him all night and a dark presentiment.

-Ximena, if you look divine, don't tell me you wouldn't like everyone to admire you at the party, to be the queen of the night.

-Angelo, love, the only one I'm interested in showing off is you.

-Come on love, I do want to be envied for having the most beautiful woman in the world.

-It's ok, I know the same thing will happen to me, I hope I can put up with other bitches staring at you, I'll do what I always do, I'll kiss you deeply while I see their envious faces.

When they arrived at the party they overshadowed the rest of the attendees, like stars they shone with their own light and Angelo's plan was to go unnoticed for security, to throw the enemy off the scent.