I was back in Melbourne.
I was back at work in a few days, but as a married woman.
I went away with a man I had been with for a year and came back married to a completely different man that I had known for about a week.
And my new husband is a dangerous mafia man...
So yeah, that holiday went exactly as expected.
Nice sun tan, saw a lot of sites, drank a lot of wine and tasted a lot of food... see some of it was planned.
I just didn't have the rest on my list of things to do.
Married... to a high ranking member of the mafia.
I know Dario’s dangerous. I’m not stupid… although I may be because I fully believe he wouldn’t ever hurt me, or let anyone else hurt me.
Is that why I’m not fighting all of this? Because it’s nice to have someone so strong mentally and physically just ta
