Ruins Of Roses BOOK 2 (Rebuilding Ruins Series)

ANGEL ROSE I'm sitting there munching on the Italian chicken skewer as I watch Frankie's uncle drag his father away from us and though the appetizer is yummy I'm having a hard time enjoying it with the events that just unfolded. Nonna grabs the bottle from Rafaele's hand and points a finger in his face no doubt scolding him for causing a scene on his son's wedding day. I've known Frankie abuses alcohol for a while now but hearing his father say it makes me question weather or not I still want him to end up in love with me when the three months is over. I'm scared he'll never change and I'd find myself stuck in a toxic relationship and that's the last thing I want. "Look bro don't pay attention to anything Rafaele said. You know how he gets when he's drunk" Lorenzo says. I guess he's as annoyed at his father too if he's calling him by his first name. "I don't give a damn what that loser says about me" the lie effortlessly comes out of Frankie's mouth. He's clenching his teeth glaring at his father's back. That right there is a sign that he very much cares what he thinks. I know his father's words hurt him real bad but he's trying to downplay the situation. He was ready to punch him in front of our wedding guests a minute ago. "Moving on to more exciting things, it's your wedding day. You should be excited" Frankie's cousin Alfonso smirks. "Ecstatic even" Mateo pats him on the back. "Whatever" Frankie rolls his eyes filling up his glass with champagne. "I heard you two will be spending an entire week on the Island" Lorenzo glances at me smirking. "Just the two of you walking around naked all day long" Sante adds. "Really guys" Mateo is doing his best to keep from laughing. "And making love everywhere you feel like doing it. That is what I did" Alfonso chuckles. "Me too bro" Lorenzo high fives Alfonso. "Would you all just shut up" Frankie glares at them and they burst out laughing. By now my face is ten shades of red. "You guys let Frankie be" Bella covers her mouth laughing at her cousins teasing Frankie. "Boys will always be boys" Camille shakes her head in amusement. "Can I like see the rock again Angie" my cousin Bri leans over the table. "What?" "The ring" she says in a duh tone. "Oh" I stretch my hand out to her smiling. "Wow. That's a big rock. One you only see on celebrities" she looks at the ring in awe. You'd think she's only seeing it now when she spent most of last night staring at it every few minutes. "Angel's going to be a celebrity. She has to look the part" Bella winks at me. "He must really love you if he bought you something this big and expensive" my other cousin Sherie grins. "Crazy in love" Bri sing talks. "I know right" Camille giggles. Though Camille knows this marriage isn't two individuals madly in love with each other that can't wait to start their lives together I'm glad she's kept my secret from my family. I just cannot handle them knowing truth, the pity looks on their faces will do more harm than good. It doesn't matter that we'll only be married for just three months. They just can't know just yet. I turn to Frankie "Isn't the cake gorgeous" "It's alright" he grabs the skewer and takes a huge bite seeming bored. "Don't be like that" I poke his rock hard abs playfully. "Be like what?" he drains his champagne flute. That's like his third. "Say something Frankie would when I say something nice about sweet things" I smirk. "Why are you referring to me in third person" he raises a brow. He's paying attention to me now. Good. I need him to slow down on the alcohol. "Because" I shrug. "Because what?" The MC interrupts us welcoming Frankie and I and also the wedding guests. I lean against Frankie's shoulder grinning. It's not the welcome that's got me acting like a fool it's the fact that he called me Mrs Russo. Temporary or not I like the sound my name. The next hour or two is spent with our family and friends, friend to be exact cause I've got just one making speeches some funny and some plain embarrassing. Next a video of both Frankie and I from our childhood to our teenage years is shown on a big screen. "Did you go through my phone or something?" I whisper in Frankie's ear when I see photos I took of him sleeping and another when he was eating breakfast in my kitchen wearing the cute Pjs I bought for him. I never shared those with anybody. "My brother probably got his son to hack our phones" he laughs when he sees a photo of me laughing my face covered with whipped cream and a piece of strawberry on my hair. It can only be him who took that photo. He did the foodie decorations after all. "Why didn't he just ask?" "He knew I wouldn't have allowed him to put the one of me wearing those ridiculous Mickey Mouse Pjs you bought for me" he glances at me. "Awww" everybody says when one of us kissing comes on. "Aren't we the cutest" I giggle pecking his lips. "We sure are" he gives me a real kiss. After that my aunt who is also a Pastor and Bri and Sherie's mother prays before dinner is served. Most people wonder how my aunt Elsie chose the godly parth while my mom took the road that lead her to distraction and I always tell them we were all given will power and that though our selfish choices might lead us to the deep end God will always lead us back to the light if we allow him. I sure hope this time my mom succeeds in leaving her addiction behind not only for herself but her family and lover too because though she realises it or not her decisions affect us all. Look at Frankie's father for instance he almost ruined our wedding when he got drunk earlier. Right now he looks to be sobering up sitting between his mom and brother his eyes fixed on Frankie's mother. It must be awkward for Melanie being in the same room with her husband and ex. My dad though doesn't seem bothered by my mother's presence. I guess unlike Frankie's dad my dad is over my mom. When we have our food we all sit down and eat. Bri grabs her bridesmaid clutch and takes out a bottle of Tobasco sauce. "Hot sauce?" I raise a brow. "I got hot sauce in my bag swag" she mimics Beyonce and everybody laughs. I just love her carefree nature. "Really Bri" I chuckle. "Girl I know you want some" she opens it and pours some on her food. "I know I do" Frankie stretches his hand out for the sauce and Bri hands it to him. "I like your husband. He's cool" Bri smirks. "And he's mine" I link my arm through Frankie's and lay my head on his shoulder pouting before bursting into fits of giggles. "Possessive much" he smirks. I stick my tongue out at him. Frankie and I share our food occasionally feeding each other as we usually do when we're alone. He doesn't seem to mind that his family is around today. Probably because they already know he likes me from the scene he caused just days ago when he saw me dancing with his cousin. The scene that led to a chain of events that led to us saying I DO in front of our family and friends. "You guys are the cutest" Sherie smiles. "It's called honeymoon faze" Camille teases. "This exact scene is the one I walked into weeks ago. For the first time in years Frankie was out on a date. I just knew she was special" Mateo smirks. Awwws are head from the ladies. I've known I'm special but hearing Frankie's cousins confirm it makes it more real and for some reason it's making me nervous. In a good way. "That is what a couple should act like isn't it cuz" Alfonso smiles at Frankie who only groans. "A couple that is going to spend days all alone on an Island doing-" Sante starts to say but Frankie cuts him short. "Oh for goodness sake shut up already" Frankie snaps and the guys laugh. Like are they going to tease him about it the entire night. I hope not. I love how close they are. I see why Frankie never bothered to have friends. Who needs friends when you've brothers like these. "I knew you liked her when I caught you staring at her with longing at the orchard that day" Sante starts. "Is that why you went after her?" Frankie pauses. "That is the only reason I went after her" the side of Sante's mouth twitches. "I can't believe this" Frankie shakes his head getting on his feet. "Oh come on cuz. You needed a little push that's all" "What you did is f****d up Sante and you know it" Frankie says before striding away. "He'll get over it" Lorenzo assures his cousin. So his family was in on this all along. And here I was feeling bad for the way things turned out. "What happened?" Bri asks. "Family drama" I can't exactly tell her what's up. Can't risk my entire family knowing my husband was set up to marry me. It'll make me look pathetic. After a minute or so Mateo follows Frankie and comes back with him and he sits back on his seat. Frankie still looks irritated. Even when his cousins and brother try talking to him he completely ignores them and I totally understand. He feels betrayed by his family but I can't blame them either. They must have hated seeing him all alone all these years and only wanted to see him happy for a change. If only he could see this too. Just then the MC announces that it's time for our first dance. A slow song starts playing as we make our way to the dancefloor. Frankie wraps his arms around around my waist like some robot. Sighing I put my hands on his shoulders and we start swaying to the music. "What a boring song" I chuckle hoping to lighten the mood. "I know" I see a ghost smile foam on his lips. "Maybe we could sing our own song and dance to it" I grin. "That's unhead of" he chuckles. "There's a first for everything. Besides I've known you to do daring things when the moment presents itself" "True" he smirks. "Are we really doing this?" I smile. "I guess we are. I mean it's our wedding we might as well enjoy it" Just then the song changes and a song by UB40 called Baby I love your way starts playing. "Oh my goodness" I laugh and Frankie joins me. I notice Camille walking away from the DJ and when she sees me looking at her she gives me a thumbs up. "I guess your friend knows you so well" Frankie takes my hands in his and our rhythm becomes upbeat. "And so do your brothers" I chuckle. I look at the guys on the high table cheering us on. "That they do" he looks so good smiling I think I might pass out from how gorgeous he looks. We do our thing on the dancefloor not holding back dancing, laughing and joking around with each other. You'd think we'd planned this or something but then again it's Frankie we're talking about. He loves dancing and he's good at it if I should say so myself. "That was fun" I giggle as we walk hand in hand back to our seats. "Totally" he grins "No more dancing too much tonight" "Awww why not" I pout. "You got to reserve that energy for the after party in the honeymoon suite" he wiggles brows. "Frankieee" I blush. "And that's all you'll be saying the entire night" he smirks. "Shut up" I playfully hit his arm and he only laughs. The bridal party praises us when we reach our table and when I see Frankie smiling I know he's over Sante setting us up. Knowing Frankie he'll probably bring it up in the future. Some of our family members join us too including my aunt Elsie the mother of Bri and Sherie. "You two should come to church when you return home. My husband and I will plan something nice so we can bless your marriage and get to know Frankie here" my aunt glances at me with a raised brow making me feel slightly guilty. She's probably wondering why I never told her I was dating again when I went to church weeks ago. I would have if there was anything to tell. Frankie and had just broken up with me. I mean we're not even together right now though we're joined in holy matrimony. "We would love that" Frankie flashes a fake smile. I sure hope he won't change his mind when we return. My ex Carl hadn't bothered showing up when my aunt invited us. Maybe it's the reason things didn't work out or it just wasn't meant to be who knows. "Frankie. Angel. E ora di tangliare la torta" Nonna smiles. "Si Nonna" Frankie nods. "What was that?" I ask. "It's time to cut the cake" "You got to teach her Italian when you get back Frankie. She's a Russo now yes?" Nonna says. "Yes" I reply. "Good. Up up you go" As we make our way to the gorgeous chocolate velvet cake with lavender icing I'm all exited. "You are such a weirdo" Frankie shakes his head. "What did I do?" I pick up the knife. "You acting like a kid at the candy store" "I can't help that I love sweet things" I give him an innocent look. "I'm surprised the wallpaper in your apartment isn't printed of cupcakes or something" he stands behind me. "Cupcakes. Really Frankie" I giggle putting the knife of top of the cake. "You're an addict though" he puts his hand on top of mine. "I'll show you what an addict is capable of" I half mumble. "Are you threatening me Mrs Russo" he wraps his arm around my waist and my breath catches. "It's not a threat. Just a promise Mr Russo" I push the knife into the cake and he helps me cut a piece of cake. After cutting the cake I pick up a piece and feed it to him and smear the frosting on my finger over his nose. "Did you just...do that Mrs Russo?" he points to the frosting on his nose. "What are you gonna do punish me" I raise a brow. "You know me so well" the side of his mouth twitches his tone oozing with s****l innuendo. "I guess we'll see what you can do Mr Russo" I smirk. "You will more than see Mrs Russo" he picks up a piece of cake and he feeds it to me a glimmer in his eyes. I feel my body trembling. When he starts to pull his hand away I hold it in place and put his forefinger coated with chocolate in my mouth and suck on it circling my tongue around it and I see his eyes darken with desire. I knew he would like that. Maybe if we get back to being flirty with each other he might loosen up because I'm trying to enjoy this day. He pulls his hand out of my mouth and gives me a fierce kiss. "You're playing a dangerous game Mrs Russo" he says in my ear his lip brushing my earlobe and a blissful moan escapes from me. "I like dangerous" I whisper. "How about we leave now" he grabs a serviette and wipes the frosting off his nose. "Would your uncle be okay with that?" I look at his uncle whose standing by the bar counter talking to my father. "We are newly weds. Of course he'd be okay with us leaving" he winks and I feel heat rise to my cheeks. "Maybe we could sneak out" anything to keep from facing our families. I know we're married but I don't want everyone knowing why we're leaving so sudden. I mean Frankie's cousins have been teasing him about our honeymoon all evening. I'd rather not have them know we both can't wait to consummate our marriage. "Don't want them knowing you can't wait to taste some of this" he takes my hand and to my utter horror puts it in his crotch. "Frankie" I snatch my hand out of his hold and he laughs. If my cheeks wear pink then then must be crimson right now. "What they already know" he chuckles. "They do not" I fan my face with my hand hoping to cool it down. "Whatever makes you sleep at night. Now come on" he takes my hand and leads me to my dad and his uncle. "You go ahead and laugh Mr I HAVE A MASSIVE BONER" I roll my eyes. "Massive? Baby this was just the beginning. Bet you'd be calling it Godzilla then" "I can't believe you just named your boner Godzilla" I cover my mouth giggling. "That's because it's a monster. Be warned" "Ooh I'm scared" I fake shudder. "Oh you will be baby believe that" he smirks. "Oh please" We make our way to the bar and while Frankie orders a drink I tell my dad and uncle that I'm not feeling well. "Frankie should be the one telling me his wife is not feeling well. Frankie come stand next to your wife" uncle Leonando commands and Frankie does what he's told. "Um my wife is not feeling good so I'm going to go put her to bed" Frankie scratches the back of his neck. Oh he thought this would be easy huh. Haha. "Are you sure you two just can't wait for some alone time" uncle Leonardo smirks. Earth swallow me right now. My dad clears his throat in discomfort. He probably doesn't want to have the image of his daughter getting all sweaty under the sheets with her new husband. I feel his pain. "Uh..." Frankie looks at me for assistance. "Okay fine. You got us" I fake laugh "Frankie told me he has a surprise for me and I couldn't wait" "Yep she couldn't wait to see the surprise in my pants" Frankie mumbles the last part and I glare at him. "Of course of course" uncle Leonardo chuckles glancing at my dad. "I guess we should uh get going" "I have a boat waiting outside to take you to the Island so you love birds can get some alone time" uncle Leonardo smirks. "Thank you uncle Leonardo" for everything, I add the last part in my head. "You are welcome darling. I like this one. You chose well nephew" uncle Leonardo pats Frankie on the shoulder a mocking smiles at his face. I see Frankie grinding his teeth in annoyance. "When are you guys going home dad?" I turn to my father. "Leonardo here offered to take us to the Russo villa first thing in the morning" "I want your family to have a taste of the freshest grapes from the villa. I just hope my mother doesn't decide to make a five course meal with grapes" uncle Leonardo let's out a bistorious laugh. I love grapes but a five course meal with grapes as the main ingredient is just too much. "We better say goodbye to everyone" I say. "Maybe you and Frankie could come visit us when you get back home" my dad looks between Frankie and I. "They will be there" uncle Leonardo says. I ignore the fact that he didn't let Frankie answer on his own. I guess he likes being in control of everything. "Safe journey back home daddy" I kiss my dad's cheek. "See you back home sweetheart" "It was nice meeting you Mr Harris" Frankie says. "You too Frankie. Take care of my daughter" my dad says for the second time today. "Will do sir" After throwing the bouquet Frankie and I bid the rest of the family goodbye. Just like I thought his cousins have amused looks on their faces. I can here them mumbling something to Frankie and laughing and I know they're back to teasing him about the honeymoon. After getting big hugs and wet kisses from my mom who is drunk out of her mind we make our way outside to the boat. "Your mom seems to like me way more than she did when she last saw me" I can hear the amusement in his tone. "She probably thinks you are the prodigal son of a millionaire or something" I hook my arm through his. "I guess she's in for a rude awakening" he chuckles. I hear Frankie groan next to me when we see uncle Leonardo talking to a one of the guys I'm assuming is the captain. The guy takes something from him before walking back into the boat. It's gotten dark outside but there's plenty of lights illuminating the yacht inside the water. "I'll see you love birds when you get back from your honeymoon" uncle Leonardo hands Frankie a set of keys and he takes them. "You know we are not love birds. We were forced by none other than you" Frankie gives his uncle a salty look as he drags me inside the boat. "Enjoy" uncle Leonardo shouts in laughter. He seems to be enjoying the fact that Frankie is annoyed by the whole marriage thing. The engine starts and we sail through the waters as Frankie pours champagne in a glass and hands it to me. He puts the bottle in his mouth and drinks from it. I can tell he's upset by the whole exchange with his uncle. "Glad the day is finally over" he gazes into the night. "Yeah" I take a sip of the bitter liquid. I am not a drinker but right now I need something to calm my nerves. I feel exhausted. "Can't wait to get out of this place. You know I was looking forward to seeing my grandmother but of course Leonardo had to ruin it" "Your uncle was only trying to get a rise out of you. Don't fall into the trap" "How can I not. I'm a married man Angel Rose" he grips the railing till his knuckles turn white. "It's only for three months and you'll be a free man again. No more wife to tie you down" I put my cold hand on top of his. "I can't wait" he says. Hearing him say he can't wait to be unmarried to me hurts like hell but how did I expect for him to feel. I'm a woman he feels nothing for. I wouldn't have been okay with the wedding too if I didn't love him. When the boat stops Frankie and I get off and make our way to a luxury house illuminated by bright lights. I must say it's beautiful even from out here and from the looks of it Frankie's been here before. "So beautiful" I mumble more to myself. "Blood money Angel Rose" he says. "Don't be such a wet blanket" I poke his tummy with my manicured nail. I get that his family is in the Mafia but he didn't have to ruin it for me. "Just giving you a heads up" he hangs his jacket over his shoulder glancing at me. Right then the beauty around me disappears and all I can see is him, my husband. He's since removed his suit jacket and loosened his tie and folded his shirt sleeves. He looks hot right now. "You been here before?" I ask. "Hmm" that's him saying We make our way inside and he leads me up the stairs to the master bedroom. I expected for him to jump me but he grabs the champagne bottle and pops it open and makes his way to the balcony leaving me alone. He had asked for us to leave our guests to come here and have some alone time but here he is getting drunk. It's like the talk with his uncle sent us ten steps back. He's now back to being detached. There's red roses sprinkled on the bed and floor, the light dim, scented candles lit setting the mood for the start of our honeymoon. The bed is so big and looks comfortable. I look at the ring on my finger then at Frankie. We've waited months to do this. I'm not going to let our night be ruined. I'm going to get out there and shower him with love and affection till he's in the mood. This is what we agreed on doing when we got married. I'm going to lift his spirits because it's clear he's down. I walk slowly to the French door and exit. I stand behind him fiddling with my fingers. I'm nervous that he's going to maybe reject me if I dare make the first move. He's always been the one to make the first move but it seems like the ball is in my hands tonight. "Frankie would you mind helping me remove my dress?" I start. "Sure" to my relief he follows me back into the room. I turn my back on him and wait for him to unzip my wedding dress and when he finally does I hold my breath. I feel goose bumps form on my skin when his finger tips come in contact with the skin on my back. The electric shock makes my breathing quicken. My arousal has strengthened. When the zipper is all the way down he slides the sleeve off my shoulders and kisses me there. He turns his attention to the other sleeve pulling it off of me and the dress slides down my body till it pulls to my feet and I step out of it. I turn and face Frankie examining his face trying to read his thoughts but it's hard to tell. He runs his eyes down my lingerie which cost a fortune which Isabella and Skylar helped me pick while we were out yesterday. The approval in his face is worth all the trouble we went through. "Like what you see?" I whisper. "Keyword 'Love'" he jokes making me giggle. "Glad you love it Mr Russo. What are you going to do about it?" I raise a brow. "I seem to recall you misbehaving and me promising to punish you earlier" his eyes have darkened and I can't tell if it's the alcohol or lust. I hope it's the latter. "Is that so" I can't seem to recognize my voice. "You have a ring on your finger now which I put right here" he takes my hand in his and twists the beautiful rock on my finger. "You did" "You are now Mrs Frankie Russo. Now can I have a night of passion with my wife?" he asks. "I'm yours to have and to hold till you decide otherwise" I take a nervous step towards him my heart beating so hard against my chest I think I might have heart failure. I remove his tie letting it drop on the floor. I start unbuttoning his shirt and peel it from his broad shoulders. My hands start exploring his well toned torso, feeling the strength of his muscles. I undo his pants and they too join the few articles of clothing on the floor. He removes his shoes and socks then steps out of his pants. He pulls me in his arms and lays a hungry kiss on my lips. He scoops me in his arms and walks us to the bed never breaking the kiss and lays me on the bed. My bra and panties are next followed by his boxers and he continues exploring my body like a man that's waited months to have me which he has. When I feel his erection on my thigh I gasp. "What you just realized I wasn't joking about Godzilla?" he links his fingers through mine the side of his mouth turning up. "I don't think it'll fit" I swallow. "I know you're no virgin" he kisses the side of my neck. "It's been years" I squeeze my thighs together. "Wait. Years?" he pulls away so he can look at me. "Three years to be exact" I run my fingers through his hair. "I'm a lucky man" he raises a brow. "You are special. Not just anybody gets to be this way with me" "And I'd like for things to stay that way. Now relax baby. I'll go slow yes?" he pushes my knee to my chest. "I trust you" I assure him. When we finally become one he's going slow like he wants to take his time making sweet love to me. He wasn't joking when he said he was Godzilla and the fact that I haven't been with a man in years is not helping. It's a good thing he isn't in a rush. I don't know how long we go at and when we finally come apart I know for sure I'll never love another man like I love Frankie. He's just set the bar so high I don't think anyone can break it. I'm in a bigger mess now. ... AUTHOR'S NOTE: I'D SUGGEST YOU READ PART 1 OF THIS STORY CALLED REBUILDING RUINS SO THE STORY MAKES SENSE. THANK YOU FOR READING. PLEASE LEAVE A COMMENT ♥