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Gian
Allegra doesn’t talk much on the drive out to the Rossi house, but I do notice that she seems a lot lighter after getting a couple hours of sleep on the plane. And I suspect the orgasm didn’t hurt either.
We don’t talk about what happened. I get the sense she doesn’t want to bring it up, and I don’t press, but her taste is still on my tongue when we get out of the car and head up to the front door.
My wife is beautiful. She’s gorgeous in a way I can’t stop noticing. It’s her thick, curly hair, her hips, her lips, her smile, but it’s also the way she carries herself. There’s a confidence in her, even if she doesn’t even realize it. She commands a room, lights it up every time she walks through the door. People stare at her, and I like that. She’s a focal point, and even I feel it.
When she’s near, I want to be close to her. I gravitate in her direction, sometimes without realizing it. What happened on the plane wasn’t planned, but I also couldn’t stop thinking about the possibility of tasting her little tongue again after the kiss at the chapel.
Before we head inside, she stops abruptly. I nearly keep going before I realize she’s not following. I step close, one hand on the small of her back. “What’s wrong?” I ask quietly.
“Promise you have my back.” She looks at me, her expression serious. This isn’t just some random panic attack. She’s been thinking about this. “Promise you aren’t going to ditch me.”
“I swear, that won’t ever happen again.”
“I didn’t think you’d do it the first time, but here we are.” She still hesitates, clearly not satisfied.
“No matter what happens, you’re my priority. I swear, baby, no matter what.”
That makes her jaw set. She shrugs away from my hand. “Don’t think what happened on the plane changes anything, okay? That was just a moment of weakness. You and I are still just a business deal and nothing more. Got it?”
“Understood.” I stifle a smile. That won’t go over well right now. But fuck, she looks so gorgeous all pissed off like that, and we both know she’s full of shit.
What happened on the plane definitely changed things.
It reminded both of us what it’s like to be together.
“Don’t screw me over.” She holds my gaze for another second before nodding at the door. “Alright, let’s get this done.”
I take her into the house and let the discussion drop. Once inside, we go straight to Renzo’s office. I called ahead and he’s expecting us, though I didn’t give him the details about what happened out west, only that I went there with Allegra, and now we have some news.
My older brother’s sitting behind his desk as we enter. Allegra lingers near the door, looking very uncomfortable. Renzo’s eyes narrow at her for a moment before falling on me. His gaze is sharp and suspicious.
“Gian,” he says in greeting. “Why are you two here together?”
“I have news.” I don’t sit down. I figure this is better from a position of strength. No apologies, no pleading. “We got married.”
He doesn’t react. He looks from Allegra to me and back again, his frown deepening. “You’re not joking,” he says.
“No, I’m not. I understand she was meant to marry Saul, but neither of them wanted that. I decided to step in and get it done.”
“Get it done,” he murmurs, his expression caught between confusion and anger. “Does Saul know?”
“No, he doesn’t.”
“I’m going to be honest here. I don’t know what the fuck to make of this.”
“I understand it complicates things, but this doesn’t change your plans. Allegra is my wife now, which means the Rinaldo and the Rossi families are in a long-term alliance. It just won’t be Saul anymore.”
Renzo takes a slow, deep breath. “Do you have any idea how hard it was to sell her father on Saul after what I did? He was fucking pissed. He went from getting a Don to an underboss. Still a good match, but not what he wanted. And now he’s supposed to settle for the third brother.” Renzo’s mouth twitches as anger begins to win out. “What the fuck were you two thinking?”
“It seems impulsive, but we’re a good match.” I gesture for Allegra to join me. She’s hesitant, confused about where this is going, but walks closer. “She and I work well together. We’re in love, Renzo.”
Allegra stiffens. She didn’t expect this and I didn’t tell her for a reason. She would’ve fought like hell against this plan, but it’s the only thing that makes any sense.
I can’t tell Renzo about our real deal. I can’t even tell him about my own personal motivations. But I still need to give him a reason for why I’d do something so stupid. If he can understand why I blew everything up, then maybe he can accept it.
This is the only story that really works. It helps that Renzo should be particularly sympathetic, given his own past.
