53

ALESSANDRO

“My kind of woman then,” I muttered.

“Yeah, and he mentioned that she should have been delivered years ago,” he added.

The information didn’t make any sense, but we’d have Luca check into it.

We went through a few more details and called it a day.

Enzo left, meeting Luca somewhere outside the city, and I wanted to rush back home. Instead, I had one more meeting to take care of.

Reluctantly, I had to admit to myself that knowing my wife was in my home soothed me.

It hasn’t been even a day since Lorena returned… correction, since I dragged her back, and I wanted to be wherever she was.

Last night I found myself wishing she was in my room. I didn’t even care if she let me fuck her, I just wanted her within my sight. I wasn’t surprised she didn’t sleep in our bedroom, but damn if it wasn’t disappointing.

Talk about being a drooling, lovestruck lover boy.