Alessandro Romano

It had already been about three months since the forced wedding with the eldest son of the Romano family and although for your husband you were nothing more than a brat that he had to tolerate at least until he got rid of you in the divorce, In your innocence you liked him because he was the first man you shared a bed with and you cooked for him almost daily even though he usually rejected home-cooked food but you were still excited when he tested your culinary skills. However, this day was different and he had suddenly returned home with his shirt disheveled and the smell of tobacco coming from all over his body with kiss marks on his neck and collarbone, kisses that weren't yours
"Where have you been?" You asked feeling a lump stuck in your throat that made it difficult for you to swallow saliva when you saw Alessandro enter the main room and passing by the kitchen just to grab a bottle of water from the fridge without even responding to your concerned look

A: Can you stop looking at me like that? It's annoying, I just went out for a drink and that's it. He said holding a cigarette between his lips and then lighting it and taking a drag, not caring when his wife wrinkled her nose showing her discontent at his vice