Niko
Our wedding is almost upon us, and as I sit here contemplating my life and its future, I've realised one thing.
I want Bianca.
How long that'll last or whether the need will ebb away almost as soon as she gives in and allows herself to belong to me is still up for debate, but in the now, I want her.
I wish I didn't; I wish I couldn't see a future where we grow old and grey beside one another with children to dote on in the goodtimesand a shoulder to lean on in the bad, but I do.
And that's precisely why I ordered a pamper day for Bianca.
We will marry tomorrow. Today, I treat her like my wife-to-be despite being cognisant that she might become the enemy again in the future.
That said, I still have work to do and tasks to complete. Unlike Luca, I won't get an extended time off j
