Chapter 15.

Thickness.

Harrison had been remembering every move the girl had made, including her lack of knowledge and her childish kiss, however, he could tell that she was not a difficult woman to deal with, he knew her, even though she didn't know it... he had watched her for a long time.

And as he entered the house again, the small memories of the dining room seemed to play from a completely different point of view... And then, her voice greeting him softly brought him back to reality, it seemed that at least it was the middle of winter with so many clothes she had on, but he preferred not to talk about it, he didn't want to seem intimidating.

During breakfast, the blonde was sitting in front of him eating in silence, but the way her cutlery seemed to waver when chopping things, it was completely a symbolism of fear or nerves...

Then he said it without any hesitation: we will get married next week... the news seemed to not only shock her, but it seemed that she was drowning from the impression.

Maybe he had been too rustic in just saying the news without even testing the ground before, but she simply answered: okay, I guess it will be a civil wedding, but she told him, it's a small ceremony that you won't mind either, I've always seen you in a simple way.

She only gave him a smile as an answer, since ¿when did she seem to be naked in front of him? Then she said to him: ¿wouldn't it seem better to you if our marriage was just a word and not have anything to do with each other's lives?

You can continue being a mobster or whatever you do; and I could continue being a dancer... 

Then, his deep look let her know that that proposal was not acceptable, and before she could retract her words he told her: my wife cannot go dancing to entertain other men, although it is true that we will keep our lives separate, you will not go out to any presentation again.

Forget about that dream and you should just be my wife.

She knew that she had to at least try, she had to see if the man would give her space, but from his answer it was more than clear that he had locked her in a dark and bottomless pit, from which she feels like looking into an abyss.

And wanting to know a little more about the life he would lead, she asked him if she would be the only woman in the marriage, because she had heard that in the mafia adulteries are not allowed, since it is a synonym for that person not to be trusted.

However, he answered her: those are unfounded data from the movies, reality is very different from what you see on screen, most people who move in this world have more than one lover, there are some who are favorites and others who are forgotten, to which she asked him with blushing cheeks: so I am a forgotten lover for you and he told her: we have to see how you handle yourself.