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Nick
My tailor rushes out, my chalked suit in his hands as he hurries toward his sewing machine.
I sit on the leather sofa near the fireplace and motion Gio into the room. “Well?”
“All families are coming.” He shakes his head. “All except one.”
“Let me guess.” I lean back and smirk at the crackling fire. “The Scalingis.”
“You got it.” He leans against the doorframe, his suit hiding a killer underneath. That’s why he’s my most trusted associate. He’s killed for me many a time, and he’ll likely do it again before this night is through.
I meet his gaze. “This slight cannot go unpunished, of course.”
“What are you feeling? Kidnap a few of their guys, gut ‘em, leave ‘em on their doorstep?”
I like that idea. It’s classic Davinci, but this may require a bit more finesse. “Who’s Lorenzo’s mistress?”
“Let’s see.” Gio turns and calls Dante.
He strides in, his swagger almost a match to mine, but not quite.
“Who’s Lorenzo Scalingi balling these days?” Gio asks.
“Ah, last I checked it was the broad who works at his shitty bakery over on 11th.”
“Fetch her to the wedding.” I need Sophia’s father to know I’m not a man to be denied. “But don’t harm her. Just get her here.”
“Will do.” Dante heads out.
“You ready for this?” Gio walks over and perches on the edge of my desk.
“Marriage or taking over the Tuscani family?”
“Both, but mainly marriage.” Gio shrugs. “I mean, this is a perfectly strategic move, but there’s more to it. It’s like you’re … like you’ve fallen for her even though you just met her. Is that even possible?”
“For a man like me, I thought it wasn’t. No.” I hesitate, because just the thought of her heats my blood until it’s molten. Is she upstairs right now trying on gowns and lacy panties that I will rip off with my teeth? Because I will. I will ruin her tonight. She will never want another man after I’ve taken her cherry and made her come on my cock. That luscious body of hers is a treat in and of itself. But the secret fire that dances beneath her surface is an even bigger draw. A mafia princess, one who’s been beaten into submission for years. What can she be once she’s free? Once she’s out of her cage and bound by nothing except my arms? I already know. I saw it in her eyes only hours ago. She will be a queen.
“Boss?”
I snap back to Gio. “She’s it for me. I’m not an impulsive man. You know this.”
He nods. “Definitely not.”
“But there’s something about her. I can’t explain it. When you meet the second half of your soul, it leaves a mark.”
“You have a soul?” Gio raises a brow.
I crack my knuckles. “I also have half a mind to kick the shit out of you to relieve some of the tension.”
“We can go, boss. But I warn you, I pull hair.” He grins.
I stand and point to the door. “Get the fuck outta here. You need to get fitted. I can’t have my best man showing up looking like ten pounds of shit in a five-pound bag.”
“Harsh.” He clutches his chest as if wounded and strides out.
I follow and stare up at the second floor where my bride awaits. Workmen are already placing chairs and flowers all around the marble floor. The ceremony will be small, but potent. The big families will be here. Scalingi may have refused my invitation, but once I have his woman here, he’ll show.
My cell vibrates in my pocket. I pull it out and check the message. “Fuck.”
