Passionate Italian woman
I have to make up to my Prince. I behaved like a bitch toward him without the reason yesterday. I mean, I don’t have to do it, because he didn't asked me to, but I want to. Fuck me, but I don’t know what got into me that one thing bothered me to the point of hysteria. He and my Ivy went for a quick and short swim in the sea before we had our morning routine: jogging, exercising and they have their martial arts training. When they returned from swimming, they took a quick shower. My luvs are neat and clean, especially him, but yesterday morning they didn’t wipe the bathroom floor well after taking a shower, so I slipped when I wanted to take a shower after jogging and exercising while they continued with their martial arts training. I didn’t fall because I managed to grab the shower curtain very quickly, but my body twitched very hard and I felt pain in my joints and hips. I felt so angry that I went to them and interrupted their martial arts training calling him names, swearing and yelling at him. Why him and not my Ivy too? Well, I held him responsible because he is the one that cleans things usually and I thought he did it this time too. I didn’t know that this time, my Ivy cleaned the floor and she didn’t do it right. I attacked him believing he messed up. My Ivy tried to calm me and she apologized saying that it was her fault, but I didn’t listen to her. I continued to verbally attack him until she grabbed me for my shoulders and shook me well telling me to stop. And I stopped but after my yelling woke up our children and when Precious started to cry. My Prince went to their room to calm them since he does the best job. While he was doing it, Ivy and I sat in the living room. She placed me on her lap and holding me in her arms she asked me what burdens me. I told her that I do not know and that I simply snapped after I slipped. She apologized to me again saying that she wanted to wipe the bathroom floor this time and she said she has no excuse for making a lousy job. Then she told me I was very unfair to my Prince attacking him without letting her say her side of the story. I realized I was wrong and that I let my temper take control over me. I knew I had to apologize to him just as I did to my Ivy. So, when he calmed the children and they continued to sleep, he returned to the balcony where we waited for him and I apologized to him: He accepted my apology, but he was sad. He told me with sadness in his voice:
- No problem, Princess. All is forgiven. You know I love you and I always will no matter what …
Then he kissed me and they continued to practice martial arts.
His sadness made me sad. I didn’t like that I saddened him. When he is sad because of me, it means only one thing: my misbehaving drove him to his edge and he can’t bear it anymore. You see, my ex bfs yelled back at me, swore at me, broke things, and mostly beat me when I pushed them over the edge, but not my Prince. He reacts to such things with sadness. I never met anyone like him before. My Ivy also never hit me although I drove her crazy to the point where somebody else might even want to kill me. She rather ignored me for some time to show me that I hurt her. Anyway, his sadness fade away later and he behaved normally toward me because he is quick to forgive and forget, but I still felt remorse. I came to work burdened and my Fran tried to comfort me. And he did telling me things I already knew, how much my Prince loves me no matter what I do to him. Still, do I have an excuse for my misbehaving? No, I don’t and I am working on it. Believe me, I do although it is not easy. I am a very passionate Italian woman and it is hard to quench this fire in me sometimes. But it is possible. Love always does the best job.
Edited by Evaloves4