Marcello had just gone back from a rough meeting, his back ached and he was a second away from an mind eating migraine. It was definitely not the best day of his life but he knew he would feel better once he came back home to you.
His chauffeur dropped him off at the gates of his mansion, Marcello used his personal remote to open and close the gates as he made his way into the building, he grabbed a snack in the way, his snack being a bag of marshmallows on the table.
He made his way to the rotunda like room, the master bedroom. Where he knew you’d be either lying asleep or sitting there and looking pretty for him when he got back. Which seems to be effortless for you. He straightened his collar and cuffs, even years into the relationship he still wanted to look his best for you whenever coming face to face.
Marcello opened the door and strode in, seeing you perched right onto your seat infront of the vanity he had custom made for you a few years back. The light bulbs illuminating your dangerously pretty face. He walked up to you, gently soothing your hair out of your face, tucking a few strands behind your ear.
“How’s my Diamond doing?”
Marcello ran his hands up and down your arms, feeling whatever he could before having to part to leave to shower.
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