Page 32 of Mafia Saint


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“Nor do we, not anymore.”

“Still got some.”

“Your gallery being so successful we need a bigger building does not count as a major worry.”

“No, I meant worrying that you might get bored of me now you have an heir, boot me out and keep him.”

“You think that is possible?” He kisses me lightly. “I love you. You don’t get rid of me that easily.”

“Not having second thoughts about love being real?”

“Not for one second. Now rest. That’s an order.”

I take one more look at our son before closing my eyes. He’ll be awake soon and wanting feeding but for now I can rest. We have help during the daytime.

Alexsei offered it for the nights but I refused. I want to be there when he wakes up, do what needs doing. I want to look after him same as Alexsei looks after me.

He has his family and so do I. My father is gone. Diego is gone. Alexsei is no longer talking about taking over the entire country. All that occupies his thoughts now are how best to support Hugo and me.

I feel loved. I feel protected. I feel happy. What more could any woman ask for? I even have a vacant lot down near the beach, ready to be turned into a bigger art gallery than my existing one.

As soon as I can spare the time.

There’s no rush though. For now, I’m happy painting during my few free moments, enjoying life with my family the rest of the time.

The future can wait. For now, I’m getting through each day with a lot of smiles, a lot of love, and plenty of cups of coffee.

As for Alexsei, turns out he can change. He can admit his emotions. Only when not of his employees are around but baby steps and all that.

He’s even taken up painting. Who’d have guessed?

I listen to Alexsei’s breathing and Hugo’s breathing and settle down, my heart slow and steady. I count slowly backwards from ten.

By the time I get to four, I’m fast asleep between my husband and my child, exactly where I want to be.

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