3 months later

Shantelle's POV
Joe and I have been married  for 3 months now and I must say that it has been quite the experience. I resigned from my teaching position at Pensacola High School 2 months ago, at Joe's insistence, and have been  trying to adjust to my new role as a housewife. Now don't get me wrong, I don't want for any material possessions or any money. As a matter of fact, immediately after the wedding, Joe opened a bank account for me and as wedding gift, deposited $1.25 million dollars into the account for me to spend on whatever I wanted. I am a frugal person by nature, so the money basically sits in my bank account untouched.

So you're probably wondering what I do as a housewife? Well, I start the day at 6:00am and make a list of what needs to be done for the day, Joe doesn't get up until 8 and let me tell you..he is NOT a morning person. After waking up, I get in the shower and then get dressed. Then I head downstairs and turn the coffeemaker on. As the coffee is brewing, I plan the day's menu—breakfast, lunch and dinner. I make sure that Joe has all of his favorites. Because after all, he is a big man with an equally big appetite. Once I have done that, I start making breakfast. Joe is a meat lover, but doesn't eat pork, so I make sure that he has plenty of turkey sausage and turkey bacon. I also make waffles and eggs too—a real breakfast spread. I do my best to make sure that my husband eats healthy.

As I was setting the table, I hear heavy footsteps shuffling into the kitchen....

"Good morning my sweet baby girl", my husband's deep voice rumbled, laced with sleep.

"Good morning big daddy" I say. Even after just waking up with his hair messy, red eyes and dried saliva on the corner of his mouth, in my eyes, he was still the sexiest man alive.

"Smells good in here", Joe said as he sat down at the table.

"You know I made all your favorites". I responded, as a put a steaming cup of coffee in front of him and gave him a kiss on his bearded cheek.

As I kissed him on his cheek, he grabbed me around my waist and pulled me onto his lap.....

"You take such good care of me and that's why I'm so crazy about you." Joe said softly, as he caressed my face with his large hand, gazing deeply in my eyes.

"Aww baby". I said, stroking his beard and meeting his gaze. "I'm just doing what I promised I'd do when we first married and be a good wife to you by performing my wifely duties."

"Goddamn I love you." Joe said, shaking his head as he ate his breakfast.

My face felt warm and I began to blush at my husband's profession of love, as I started to eat my own breakfast.

After we were done eating, I cleared the table and put the dishes in the dishwasher while Joe went upstairs to shower and to get ready to head to the office. Typically, Joe works from home but today, he had an important meeting with some new clients, so he was meeting them there. So I decided to skip making lunch for him since he probably wouldn't be home and decided to surprise him for dinner and make lasagna and his favorite German chocolate cake.

While Joe was upstairs getting ready for work, I started dusting the furniture in the foyer and in the living room. Just then, the doorbell rings. When I answer it, it's my next door neighbor, Nicholas Bertenelli.

"Hiya doll! How are ya this morning?" Nicholas says.

"I'm good Nic and yourself?" I say. "Please come in....Joe's upstairs getting ready for work. Can I get you something?"

"Oh I'm good doll face." He says, smiling. "Here's that recipe for the lasagna that you wanted. Angelina says to use fresh mozzarella, it has good flavor". As he hands me the recipe.

"Thanks so much, I know Joe's gonna love it!" I say.

"He's a lucky guy to have such a sweet and beautiful girl like you. Hell, if I was 25 years younger, he wouldn't stand a chance." Nic said, laughing.

Just then, my very handsome and well groomed husband appeared, looking like he wanted to strangle the life out of someone....

"Hey baby". I say. "You remember Nic from next door, don't you?"

"Hiya Joe" Nic says, smiling.

"Baby?" I say, taking note of the angry look on my husband's face. "Are you ok?"

Ignoring my question, he turns his attention toward Nic...

"You in here trying to fuck my wife?! Joe snarled.

Just then my mouth dropped open into an O of disbelief.. I couldn't believe what I was hearing....

"WHAT?!" Nic said, his face twisted in shock and disgust.

"You heard me. I said are you in my house trying to fuck my wife?" Joe asked again, his anger building.

"I'm not gonna answer that....that's stupid. And where you get your balls to ask me that? Not only am I married, I have children older than her." Nic said, looking at Joe, shaking his head in disgust.

"I'm gonna ask you again, are you or are you not?!" Joe said through clenched teeth.

"That's a sick question, you're a sick fuck and I'm not that sick I'm gonna answer it. I'm gonna leave." Nic said, getting irritated. "You know I feel sorry for you, you're a few sandwiches short of a picnic. You're not all there."

"Fuck you! Get out!" Joe growled.

Just then, Nic addresses me again....

"Doll, you be careful with this guy, he's a fucking nut." Nic said, nodding his head at Joe.

"I said get out!" Joe yelled.

"You understand you're a fucking wacko?! Nic said to Joe, as he's headed to the door.

"OUT!!" Joe yelled.

"Fuckin' screwball ya!" Nic said, as he slammed the door.

All I could do was stare at Joe, shaking my head in utter disbelief. I mean I truly couldn't believe what I was seeing. He was clearly overreacting.

"What?!" Joe said, clearly having an attitude.

"Are you serious?" I say, looking at him incredulously. "Was that really necessary? He was giving me a recipe for his wife's lasagna that I was gonna make for you tonight! I can't believe you would behave that way!"

Just then, Joe squared his shoulders and looked deep in my eyes.....

"Well believe it! Nobody's gonna come into my muthafuckin' house and disrespect me like that. You belong to me! Do you understand me?! Calling you doll and shit!!! Then he gonna say if he was 25 years younger, I wouldn't stand a chance?! He's lucky that I didn't smash his little sawed off, Joe Pesci looking ass!" Joe fussed.

"Joe..." I say, trying to calm him.

"Nah! Don't "Joe" me! I don't like that fuckin' shit!!!! I'm the tribal chief around this bitch, this is my island and you are my wife! Muthafuckas coming in here are gonna acknowledge me! Understand?!" Joe continued to rant.

"Yes, baby I understand." I say, not knowing what else to say.

"Well...I'm running late...I'll see you later." Joe said, kissing me on the cheek as he left.

"Well that was crazy." I thought to myself, as I continued my housework.

Oh boy!

Well what did you all think? Was Joe overreacting or nah?

As always, please comment and vote. I thank you humbly in advance.