The Badass Mafia Boss Queen

“Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today in the presence of God, and everyone here, to join together Hollis Genovese and Ugo Chike in holy matrimony.”

Everything the priest said afterwards faded when Ugo squeezed my hand back. She glanced up at me, and I saw it. The lioness in her eyes wasn’t gone, but simply asleep.

“Hollis Genovese, do you take Ugo chike to be your lawfully wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish. Do you promise to be faithful to her until death do you part?”

“I do, always,” I said without any hesitation, and she snickered at me, shaking her head as I placed the wedding band on her finger to compliment her engagement ring.

“Ugo Chike, do you take Hollis Genovese to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish. Do you promise to be faithful to him until death do you part?”

“I do.” She replied, and I felt overflowing relief and joy as she slid my ring into place.

“May these rings be blessed so he who gives it and she who wears it may abide in peace and continue in love until life’s end.” He said as we stared at each other.

“You may now seal the promises you have made to each other with a kiss.”

In that moment it didn’t feel like our lips met. It felt like our souls did. Ugo…, my Ugo, wiped the lipstick from my lips. ‘Oh my fuckin god!’

“Ladies and gentlemen, I now present to you the new couple, Mr. and Mrs. Hollis Genovese.” The priest said while Ugo rolled her eyes at me.Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

Apparently, Mrs. Hollis Genovese didn’t sit well with her, because what about her name? But, too fucking bad.

Everyone rose from his or her seat, clapping and cheering as we walked down the aisle hand in hand. We stopped at the top of the stairs to take photos for every damn reputable magazine my mum granted audience.

Everyone wanted an exclusive and many of them were willing to pay to get one if they were asked to.

When my brother leaned in beside me, he said, “I bought every single emotion both of you sold today. So will the world.” He whispered with a smirk as we smiled.

We slid into the waiting Rolls Royce and started heading to the reception venue.

“You’re sad, what’s the problem?” I asked my beautiful wife.

“Nothing.”

I sighed and held the side of her face so she would have to look me in the eye. “My wife, what is wrong?”

She stared at me and burst into laughter. “Now you’re trying to be funny.” She said.

I liked the sound of her laughter and I felt happy that I could brighten her mood even for a brief moment.

“My father, I miss him.” She replied.

I held her hand in mine. “I’ll fix it, I promise. I won’t give up.” I told her and was grateful when she nodded.

After doing our time at the reception, we left for one of my company owned resort that I had set aside for our honeymoon, which was stipulated to last a month or less, depending on my dear wife’s preference.

We got to the resort at dusk. The staff were lined up in the lobby waiting for us, waiting to see the new Mrs. Genovese.

The thought of putting Ugo in charge of my chain of resorts since she’s been complaining of being home all day and being lonely, crossed my mind. That might be something I’ll discuss with her.

After a very warm reception, we retired to our suite. A room with the perfect blend of nature from the furniture designs to the walls and paintings. I heard her let out a deep breath and I smiled, she definitely loved the room. If not, I would have heard it by now.

The large king sized bed stared at us and my wife stole a quick glance at me. “Happy married life.” She said, surprising me.”

“Thank you.” I warmed up. “And to you too.”

“Thank you. I’ll just…. I’ll go freshen up.” She said pointing to the bathroom. She was almost at the door when she paused. “I’m not with any clothes. We didn’t discuss this, so I had no idea…”

“There are clothes for you in the wardrobe, everything you need is here.” I told her. She mouthed an okay.

“Would you like to hang out on the patio over a bottle of wine, cupcakes and spaghetti?” I asked, pointing to the candle lit arrangement for two set up at the little space behind.

“I would love that.” She said.

“Great, I’ll quickly take a shower, then I’ll see you there.” She stared at me with unease. “There’s another bathroom, over here.” I said, pointing at the second bathroom door in the suite.

“Right, I’ll see you outside.”

I took a quick shower. I’d wanted to check up on Maxine and get all the updates I could. But I wanted to do all of that before Ugo finished from the bathroom.

I was done with the last call when I spotted my wife’s figure at the door. Angelic, bare, soft and delicate. As she walked down, I noticed a shift in her stance. I’ve stalked Ugo Chike for too long to know when she was having discomfort.

Once she took her seat, I poured us a bottle of wine and scooped some food for her. Thanks to the heating slab under the plates, the food was still warm.

We ate in silence and when we were done, I packed up the plates and kept them aside. Then poured more wine for both of us and placed three cake slices on a saucer for her.

“You’re not trying to get me drunk, and filled, are you?”

I shook my head. “Just enough to calm your nerves.” I said. “How’s your feet?” I asked the only question that had been troubling my mind since she stepped into the open patio.

“They’re fine.” She replied and tucked them under her seat.

“Give me your feet, Ugo.”

“What?” she stammered around a sip of wine that quickly spilled on her fingers.

Grabbing one of the napkins I kept on the table, I cleaned across her lips, then her fingers. “You literally did a lot of walking and standing today in those godforsaken heels. This is the least I can do.”

Pushing my chair out, I tapped my lap. Is this me trying to bug her, overstep her set boundaries, I had no idea and sadly I really don’t care. It is just a foot rub, and I needed to do something to ease her pain.