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“Mademoiselle, it is Henri we met at your cousin’s party.”
“Yes, now, I remember. What a surprise to see you here.”
“When you work in similar circles, you are bound to meet all over the globe.”
“I guess Capri is a lot smaller than New York,” I say smiling at him.
“Mais oui, champagne?” he asks, reaching out to the waiter walking by.
“Sure,” I say as he hands me one flute.
“Working honeymoon, I am guessing?” He says knowingly.
“How did you know?”
“I could tell by your expression, you appear anxious.”
“I’m fine,” I say, sipping tentatively.
“Makeup can cover many things but not the sadness in your beautiful eyes.”
“You’re very charming, a real smooth talker.”
“I have my moments. What is it like being the wife of the Don? Everything you imagined?” He says teasingly.
“The place of dreams, like Disneyworld.”
“I never figured you as Don’s wife,” he says. “You seem… too spirited.”
“Is that code for difficult?” I say smirking.
“No.” He chuckles, “I’ve been around Mafia wives. They’re just walking, talking Stepford Wives. You’re different.”
“You have a very nice way of putting things. Most people would label it being a pain in the ass. I guess it must be the French in you. Is it true that Frenchmen are more passionate than Italians?” I ask, jokingly.
“Less angry perhaps,” he says with a snort.
“I asked your father for your hand, the first night I met you.”
“What?” I say, surprised.
“He told me you were marrying Pietro, so I was most surprised at being invited to your wedding to Don Rocco.”
“I never knew that,” I say, flushing awkwardly.
“But I did,” a raspy voice says from behind me.
“Don Rocco,” Henri says lightly, not bothering to shield his displeasure.
“Henri, in a corner with my wife again. What a surprise.”
“I am simply keeping her company, it’s not permissible to leave a young lady on her own in surroundings she isn’t familiar with, Rocco.”
“Your legs will be keeping the rest of you company when I chop you in half if you ever flirt with my wife again.”
“As you wish Don,” Henri says, his nostrils flaring as if he was going to say more before walking away.
“Having fun?” Rocco says spinning towards me, and I can see the vein in his head pulsating with anger.
