I am not going to make any more mistakes

It has been a week since Sal got married to Florence, and he has slept on the couch all through the week, at this point, his neck badly aches but he promised not to touch or make her uncomfortable and he intends to stick to his promise, she makes it hard for him to keep it when she wanders around the bedroom wearing next to nothing, giving him a full view of her areola. He is filled with lust which makes him angry.

"We need to talk about your sister." He says and she looks at him. They are currently having lunch alone, Sofia and Zara are with his mom and Luca is somewhere else, it is just them.

"I know she can be occasionally oblivious and rude; I've been meaning to apologize for that." She expresses, and he shakes his head,

Amused.

"Yes, she can be, but don't apologize for her, there is no need for an apology, I take no offence to her actions. Now, about what we need to talk about, she got into Cambridge right, and it is Boston?" He converses, waving his hand around as he does, Florence has noticed it about him, he tends to wave his hand around whenever he is conversing in a calm environment.

She has also noticed that he cracks his neck more often, a disadvantage of sleeping on the couch. He has tattoos on his neck, down to his right shoulder, she does not know what the tattoos are of, she has only gotten a glimpse after all. There are tattoos on his fingers, and one on his wrist, there is also another below his ear, she wishes she can spend time trailing everything with her finger and learning the history behind it. Even with his tattoos, he has an unbeatable clean look, and he is just insanely handsome.

Florence is not a stranger to sex, she has had sex, but her last boyfriend was four years ago, he couldn't cope with her incessant need to take care of Zara, so he broke up with her, then, it really hurt, but now, the pain seem juvenile, and sincerely, Good riddance to Ted, he never made her cum anyway. Ever since Ted, she has tried to have casual sex, but it is hard because her bedroom and Zara's bedroom is separated a by a think layer of wall. At a point, she just gave up on human interaction and bought a vibrator.

Sex with Salvatore would be overwhelming and all encompassing, he would probably make her cum a lot, but she is angry at him, he lied to her, she – she is angry and wouldn't let her physical need dominate her emotional strength, right?

"Florence." Salvatore calls sharply and she looks at him, eyes wide, and she flushes, looking anywhere but him, he wonders what she was think about that she couldn't hear him.

"Yes, Zara is going to Cambridge, we are very excited." She smiles and he nods,

Momentarily dazzled by her bright and warm smile. He clears his throat so he can regain his bearing.

"Now, that we are married, we are family, which makes Zara my responsibility. Cambridge is a very wonderful university, of course, but what if she forfeits her admission and instead, I enroll her into a more secluded, confined and security-driven University? One way or the other, people will discover that she is your sister, they will discover her close relation to me, and they might try to hurt her, or even make her feel she didn't work for her place in the school." He speaks and she tenses up, sitting upright.

"No, Zara worked so hard for that scholarship, I am not going to take it away from her." She snaps and he exhales.

"I understand, but she does not need a scholarship anymore. We can afford her education, even if she decides to get twenty- seven degrees. This will make everything better, even if she decides to get twenty- seven degrees. This will make everything easier." He opines and she shakes her head. "No, everything is not about money. She didn't sleep for weeks, she barely ate, I would leave for work at night and when I come back past midnight, she will still be in the same spot, reading, researching. I can't take that from her, I already disrupted her life by getting married, I'm not going to make any more mistakes. It is bad enough I can no longer work because everyone know who I am, but to take away my sister's autonomy and hard work is something I would never do." Salvatore looks at her, everything is about money, but he is not willing to argue with Florence about this, so he nods "Okay. I will have my men stationed with her in school." She starts to argue, and he shakes his head "That is nonnegotiable, Florence. Zara might be an annoying teenager, but she is my sister- in-law, and just a child, so I will have my men stationed with her in school, she needs to be protected and she will be, and anytime she wants to come home, she will be able to. Now, you said it is bad enough you can no longer work, and I understand wanting your own independence, despite having no need for it, so how can I help, what would you like to do?"

Florence frowns, because she has no idea what she wants to do.

"I – I don't know, not now, and I will tell you when I know. However, can you at least involve me in your meetings. You know what? I do not mean involve me in your meetings necessarily, can you carry me along, tell me things about what can happen and what cannot?" She asks, and he looks at her for a second, and he nods. They spend the next ten minutes actually eating their lunch, Salvatore tries not to glance at her, but the sexual tension between them is palpable. His phone beeps and he looks at it, then frowns.

"Florence, we are moving to New York and we will be there for the next couple of months."

He announces and Florence exhales, because

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education, even if she decides to get twenty- seven degrees. This will make everything easier." He opines and she shakes her head. "No, everything is not about money. She didn't sleep for weeks, she barely ate, I would leave for work at night and when I come back past midnight, she will still be in the same spot, reading, researching. I can't take that from her, I already disrupted her life by getting married, I'm not going to make any more mistakes. It is bad enough I can no longer work because everyone know who I am, but to take away my sister's autonomy and hard work is something I would never do." Salvatore looks at her, everything is about money, but he is not willing to argue with Florence about this, so he nods "Okay. I will have my men stationed with her in school." She starts to argue, and he shakes his head "That is nonnegotiable, Florence. Zara might be an annoying teenager, but she is my sister- in-law, and just a child, so I will have my men stationed with her in school, she needs to be protected and she will be, and anytime she wants to come home, she will be able to. Now, you said it is bad enough you can no longer work, and I understand wanting your own independence, despite having no need for it, so how can I help, what would you like to do?"

Florence frowns, because she has no idea what she wants to do.

"I - I don't know, not now, and I will tell you when I know. However, can you at least involve me in your meetings. You know what? I do not mean involve me in your meetings necessarily, can you carry me along, tell me things about what can happen and what cannot?" She asks, and he looks at her for a second, and he nods. They spend the next ten minutes actually eating their lunch, Salvatore tries not to glance at her, but the sexual tension between them is palpable. His phone beeps and he looks at it, then frowns.

"Florence, we are moving to New York and we will be there for the next couple of months."

He announces and Florence exhales, because it is out of the blue