Vito lay sprawled across silk sheets, tracing a finger down his wife Gainna's bareback. The curvaceous redhead purred contentedly, pleased to be Vito's pleasure companion all night. Their clothes lay discarded on the floor amidst the lavish furnishings of Vito's private bedroom.
Vito's cell phone trilled loudly, breaking the hushed intimacy. With an annoyed glance at the screen, Vito answered brusquely. "What is it? The security cameras will be out today for maintenance? Good, see that the technicians come as scheduled."
Gainna looked at Vito curiously as he ended the call. "Problems with the cameras, darling?" she asked.
Vito waved a hand dismissively. "Nothing to concern yourself with, just routine maintenance."
Pouting, Gainna trailed a manicured nail down Vito's bare chest. "But I thought we are now married and should have no secrets, my love. Won't you tell me what's happening?"
