So umm I'm going to do this free write. Meaning that everything you're going to read is just coming out of my head and on to this. This isn't a past rp or past work. It's about an Rp Character that I have being rping for years. I take pride in this character. He my best work. Better then any Fed or any other type of rp character I have ever made in my life. So I hope you all enjoy it this.









Today was a special day for Michael McBride. For today was the anniversary of the day he came into his wife's life. Michael sat up in bed looking down at his sleeping wife. She had the same glow she had the day he met her. She still looked as if she was twenty four. Her full red lips, her stunning blond hair. Her soul peaking jade eyes. Yeah, she didn't age one bit for the ten years they have been married. He smiled softly and stroked her cheek. Her skin was still smooth and soft. She was a woman who kept up with her looks. Being a Lady Don wasn't an easy task. The Sicilian mafia was a man's game no doubt, but that sure as hell wasn't going to stop his wife. Her father was was one of the top Dons in New York. He mainly ran the docks and unions. That's how he paved the way for his Mafia clan. He worked long and hard to get to where he was but that was years ago. He was dead and gone. Now his daughter Nice Russo ran the Russo clan. She didn't have a brother or any sisters. She was an only child, so it was her birth right to be head of the family and she wasn't going to let anyone, man or woman stop her in her tracks, that was til the day she met Michael McBride.




Nice's eyes slowly open from Michael's touch. She was half asleep when she spoke."Michael, your hand is warm. I'm cold. So hold me and warm me up." Michael chuckled. That how she was. She was the queen and if the queen wanted to be held then she was going to be held. Not that Michael didn't mind. He loved his wife and would do anything for her. So without saying a word. He got under the blanks and wrapped his warms around her. Nice moved her face to Michael's chest. His skin was soft to her's. A smile slowly formed on her lips as she wrapped her own arms around his waist.


"So luv. Ya know wha' day it is?" Nice grumbled as she looked up in his eyes. She sighed deeply trying to remember, but her low blood pressure wasn't allowing it to pop in her head."I don't know, I'm to sleepy to remember. I don't even know what's today's date is. So just tell me will you? I don't want to play guessing games."


Michael chuckled and kissed her forehead. She was cute when she was sleepy and grumpy."It's the anniversary of th' day I met ye arse, which means it's a week til ye birthday." Nice's head popped up. Her eyes wake now. She looked at Michael and smiled. How could forget that day. So many things happen on that day. Michael took her out on a date after about an hour of talking to her. At first she didn't want to. She didn't think he was her type but what's life without some risks. She was happen with herself after years of being his wife. She was glad she took that leap of faith and went on that day. The out come was him saving her life from an RPG explosion, getting knocked up and getting married. Her life was always full of life since he came into the picture. Nice needed it. Her mother was murdered, her father's life didn't have much time left. Once he was gone, she was going to be alone and she feared that the most but Michael came in at the right time and life was always bright even in dark times.



"That's today? I remember that day like it was yesterday, but that was twelve years ago. Time goes by so fast." Michael's and Nice's eyes locked. Michael started to moved first then Nice. They met in the middle. Their lips locking together. They spilled their love into each other. Soon the still lips started to moving, their tongue wrestled, their passion grew. The bedroom was heating up. Nice's hands moved down to Michael's waistline, then......BOOM.



The door to their bedroom busted open and ran in his two kids. Bianca and Liam. His daughter was running from her little brother as he shot rubber bans at her with his toy rubber ban gun."Papa, help me. Liam is tryin ta shoot me with his dumb toy gun." She got onto the bed, Nice and Michael let go of each other, the moment killed. There was no point in being so close to one another. Michael looked at the eight year old red head. She was a splitting image of his mother. She had the same freckles, eyes and dark red hair. Yeah she got more of the Irish than his son. Who was blond and with green eyes like his mother. As well as the same olive skin. Bianca had the paler Irish skin like her father.




"Oi, ya two can't just bust in here without knockin' that's rude. Ye mum and I raised ya ta me a lady and you son." He said looking at the boy."Ya should know not ta be shootin' ya sista with tha'. I told ya a gun isn't a toy. It's meant to kill and nothin' more. What did I tell ya?" Liam looked down, ashamed of the fact his father was right. He knew better but he was a kid. Kids love to play and have fun. Liam knew already how to shoot a gun. He may have been only seven but he knew how to shoot. Even Bianca knew how to use a handgun, hell she knew how to build a pipe bomb. She helped her father many of times building the deadly bombs in the basement, but they were still kids and loved to play and have fun.



"I'm sorry Da, we were just having fun is all. I was just gettin' back at her for throwin' paper wads at me. It was harmless."



"Yeah til you shot me in the eye Liam. You're stupid." Bianca stuck her tongue out at him. Liam's face turned with rages."Yeah well I hope you die" Bianca grabbed the T.V. remote that was on the bed and threw it at Liam, she missed but got him with her comeback."I hope you go someone guts to open and...." Michael had had enough. This had to stop and it was going to.



"ENOUGH!!! Both of you!" Michael got out of bed and stood up now. He wasn't naked for once but had on PJ pants but shirtless."What the fuck did I say? Hmm. What's the most important thing in this world? Do you remember?" He towered over the two, Bianca may have been standing on the bed, but it didn't help. He was still taller and now angry. The two kids looked at one another then back at their father and both said the same thing at the same time.


"Family."


"Then why the fuck would ya both wish the other to die?" Michael had calmed down some. He understood they were young and that they were kids. Michael and his siblings did the same thing at their ages and his father ripped them a new one just like how Michael himself was doing now.


"We're sorry Da, we know family is the most important thing. It won't happen again Da. We promise." Bianca was standing next to her brother now, both of them not looking up at their father. Michael put the palm of his hand to his forehead and sighed deeply, and just like his father. Michael couldn't stay mad at them. They were kids. Kids did and say things that they didn't mean, or they did but didn't know it was wrong.


Michael looked at the two, his face got soft and he got down on his knees in front of his kids and hugged them both. At first the two didn't hug back but they realized that their father had calmed down and so they hugged him back tightly.



"Okay ya two. I need to get ta take me self a shower. I got to do a few things before I take ya mum out for dinner tonight. Okay?" The two nodded and hugged their father again before leaving their parents. Once they were gone and the door shut, Michael turned back to Nice and smiled."So ya want ta take a shower with me. We can start where we left off." Nice's lips formed a very devilish grin. She didn't say anything as she got out of bed. She was the naked one. She always ended up naked the night before. She had the sex drive of an eighteen year old. When she went to bed with clothes, she didn't keep them on long.



Michael couldn't help but to look up and down at his wife. The way her hips moved as she walk hypnotized him. He shook his head, when he did. Nice turned her head as if she knew he had him hypnotized. He followed her into the bathroom and didn't look back.





Okay, I'm going to stop it here. There is more to the story so you all know. So if enough people like it and want me to keep writing the story. Just say so and I will. Like I said this story if far from over. So give me your thoughts and comments. Everything is welcomed. Good or bad. 8D I welcome it all.