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La Principessa

    I woke up over
mob boy's legs while he prepared to spank me, oh hell no. I tried twisting away
off his lap but he kept me in place with one hard hand in my back.

 "You up...Good." He brought his hand down hard on
my ass. I think I yelled more from the surprise than the actual pain, that
hadn't set in yet.

"What.....I......say.....goes." He punctuated each word
with a smack to my bare ass that burned.

 This fucker had lost his mind. 

"Stop it Shane that hurts." I tried kicking up my legs
but he just wrapped his around them somehow and kept wailing away on my ass.

"Pretty sure it's supposed to, now be a good girl and take
your punishment."

I cried, I begged, I pleaded, but to no avail, I was never so
embarrassed in my life, how could he? I was crying real tears and plotting his
death.

 What reason was I going to give Pia for killing her son?

 He rubbed my sore behind when he was done, all the while
laying down the law, all I heard was a lot of you can't do this, don't do that,
I wasn't listening, I was plotting my own revenge.

Prince of the City

   She was
sniffling and sulking when I finally let her up, my hand hurt so I know her ass
must be on fire, that's what she got for disobeying me and going off to do shit
on her own.

I hugged her to me and cuddled, she was like a little kitten
curled up on my chest as I laid back on the bed, bringing her with me.

"Mouth....."

 "Why do you always call me that, you never call me
anything sweet.....?”

 "That's not true; I call you sweet things all the
time."

 "No you don't, you call me Mouth or you're always
lecturing me about something, you never say anything nice to me, it's always
Mouth don't do this or Mouth don't do that."

 I rolled us over so I could look at her.

"Baby
that's just not true, I always call you by endearments don't I?" I thought
I did, was she right, shit now she had me questioning myself.

     I brushed the hair
back from her face and dried her tears. How was it possible to feel so much for
someone, someone you hardly knew, but couldn't wait to get to know, because I
just know in my gut that life with her will be perfect, no matter what. 

 I know that the more I get to know her the more in love with
her I'll be, her strength fucking scares me. She thinks like a fucking general
leading his troops like.....me. Fuck.

"Baby do you understand why I don't want you involved in this
shit, why you can't be, this is not a place for you."

 "Shane I'm not a gangster okay, this was personal, it's
not like I'm gonna go around the city shooting people and shit, or pulling off
heists, though on a side note I think the girls and I would make an awesome
team.......yeah maybe we should organize......"

 "Fuck
me, no, don't even joke about that, could you just act like a girl for once, I
don't want my wife acting like a dude, she has to be feminine."

    If she wanted to
give me ulcers she was well on the way, the thought of them hatching some plan
to do some stupid shit was enough to turn every hair on my head grey, I know
she was only kidding though, at least I hope she was.

I was about to say something to her when her fist connected with
my eye. 

"Ow,
fuck, Mouth....come back here." She'd made a run for it. My fucking eye
was throbbing but that didn't stop me from running after her. Would it be sick
to admit that I'm proud of my woman? She's got balls of fucking steel, my
perfect match, that didn't mean I wanted her playing Bonnie to my Clyde, I just
can't do that shit, her ass will stay home and that's that.

 "I see spankings
don't work, next time I'm getting the belt for your ass, where are you?"I
found her in the kitchen rummaging through the freezer; she threw a bag of
veggies at me.

 "Here, put that on your eye, at least no one can see
what you did to me." She laughed like this shit was funny.

 "Were you ever tested?"

 She cocked her head at me,  “For what?"

 For what? Fucking nut job. 

 I
put the cold bag against my face for some relief, I don't think I'd been
clocked in the face since I was a teen or some shit,what the hell did I get
myself into.

 "Why'd you run out
the room, I wasn't done with you yet?"

"You come anywhere near my ass again and I'll shoot you, as
for your feminine wife tell that bitch I say run for the hills cause you're
stuck in the dark ages."

 "It doesn't matter what you say, what happened last
night will never be repeated, you're done with this shit, I'm serious Arianna,
no more."

 She rolled her eyes and looked through the fridge coming out
with an apple. 

"You want one?"

 "For breakfast?"

 "I'm not feeding you, you spanked me, and now you want
me to feed you, I'll go all Delores Claiborne on your ass."

 "Who?" What the fuck?

 "There's a mobster with that name, what kinda fucked up
shit is that?"

 "Never mind clueless, it's a movie, one of these days
we'll watch it together." 

"I'm not watching any chick flicks that shit is out."

 "You
want me to hang around here you'll watch what I watch and you'll like it
mister."

 She was mighty feisty
for someone who just got her ass beat, which meant it didn't do shit. Damn.
She'd be back on the streets getting into shit as soon as my back was turned.

"You got anymore personal vendettas I should know about
Mouth?"

 "I'm thinking very seriously about doing your ass in,
why?"

 I just gave her a look because for all I know crazy lady
could be serious.

"Where'd you learn to use a bow and arrow anyway?"

 "It's my weapon of choice, years of archery classes
baby."

 "I thought shooting people in the ass was your
forte?"

 "Nah, that's just a warm up, speaking of which, how's
Jimmy?"

 Fuck dinner Sunday, Mouth, James, Poppy and the two old
mobsters, fuck my life.

 "Since you're not making me breakfast lets go back to
bed."

 Crazy lady stared me down, I waited her out.

 "I'd straight up Bobbit you."

Okay
even I knew who that was, she bit into her apple and grinned at me, amazing,
from tears to a face punch to threats, this was the woman I wanted to spend my
life with. I needed my head examined.

 "What're you doing
today?"

 "I'm going shopping with your mom and sisters."

 "Fine I'll get the car ready for you when you're
ready."

 "I can drive myself thank you very much."

 "No, you can't...and don't bother arguing because it's
either that or you stay home."

She threw her half eaten apple at me. 

 I barely caught it before it connected with my face. I gave
some serious thought to lobbing it back at her but figured she'd probably gut
me, crazy fuck.

"What's it gonna be?"

 "Listen you ancient relic, between the four of us we
can pretty much find our way around a gear shift, we don't need nor do we want
a babysitter."

 I ignored her and went to get some eggs to make breakfast
for both of us; she'd turned me into a fucking sap.

La Principessa

      He's so
adorably cute when he's flustered, I like keeping him on his toes, no matter
how cute he was I'm still gonna get him back for the stunt he pulled in the car
last night and for the spanking. I figure I had the spanking coming, he's a
pigheaded son of a bitch after all, but that stunt was over the top, no way I could
let him get away with that. 

 Like Pia said, I had to train him early. There'd be hell to
pay if he ever found out that his mom and sisters and even his brothers in law
were giving me pointers on how to handle him.

 I'd got him good with that endearment thing, he hated
feeling like he wasn't taking care of me or doing everything he was supposed
to, I could so use that in my favor. He thinks he's the big bad mafia don, but I’ll
soon show him who's boss.

 Life was sure going to be interesting around here,
especially when he found out I was going to Chicago for a while.

I couldn't wait to have that conversation, oh joy.

The
End

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“Mouth go put something on.”

“What, why, there’s no one here but us?”

“There’re windows all over the place go put something on now.”

“Hey Vito Andolini, I can’t put anything on because my as hurt;
and if down here is bare what’s the point in covering up up here?