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Nicola nods her head but offers nothing further.
Hedging, I ask, “Do you want to talk about them?”
“I’d like to have a shower,” she counters.
Gritting my jaw, I stand and pull the blankets down, revealing her nude body. She blushes but accepts my offered hand as I help her to her feet. After settling her in a warm shower, I say, “I’ll be right out here; call if you need me.”
She hums her acknowledgment but doesn’t say anything else. Leaving the door open, I lean against the wall and stare around the room. It’s bare, stripped of anything personal because ordinarily, I live in Catania, taking care of the Morellos.
Now that I’ve got a moment to think about what’s happening around me, I know I need to decide if I’m going back there or if I’ll remain in Palermo. One thing is definitely clear though, wherever I end up, Nicola will be at my side. I’m just going to have to convince her of that.
Pulling my phone from my pocket, I call Natale Morello. He answers after the first ring.
“Domino, everything alright? Have your parents returned?” He’s never been one to beat around the bush.
“They’ll be here by the weekend. Things here have gotten complicated, though.” It still angers me how much hell Nicola has been through.
“How complicated?” A thread of steel laces his tone. Because of Posy, her love for the orphanage, and their adoption of Gianna, crimes against children anger Sicily’s most infamous killer more than anything else.
“Vincenzo Salvatore was the one who slaughtered Nicola’s family when she was a little girl. He’s also the chief of police’s cousin. There is a whole slew of information Santi has revealed, and I can’t let any of it go.”I won’t.If Natale were to ask me to return right now, I’d have to deny him.
His response isn’t disappointing. “How can we help?” Natale may be young, but he is feared all across the country. He’s vicious and possessive to the point that he would slaughter anyone who dares think of even harming either of his girls.
“Santo has been running the mafia for years, but I need to know you’ll have my back when I make my move against the cousins.” Our family is considered as terrifying as the Morellos because of how our grandfathers’ generations ran the mafia; still, Natale’s family is the top dog, so I won’t move without knowing I have his support.
“Ruin them, Domino. Show everyone that we don’t tolerate this type of behavior. Make a glorious fucking show of it, too.” That’s all I need to hear. “And when you’re finished, Posy really wants to meet Nicola. She wants to know the person who brought you to your knees as swiftly as she did to me.”
His laughter lasts long after the phone line is dead, and now that I know I have carte blanche, I have no desire to hold off on neutralizing Salvatore. The chief will be a little more difficult because of his position, but I have no doubt Santi will get everything we need to bring the man down.
* * *
Nicola
I could hearDomino speaking to someone as I showered, and while I don’t think he was trying to hide the conversation from me, I still feel guilty for eavesdropping. I’ve been an emotional trauma case for days now, and hearing Domino’s rage about my adoptive father and Gina’s family helps ease some of what I’m feeling. Knowing he plans to retaliate is a comfort, too.
Wrapping a towel around my body after shutting the water off, the painful discomfort I’m feeling is pushed to the back as I step into the room. Domino is leaning against the wall to the bathroom door, and I stop a few feet in front of him.
“Whatever you have planned for Salvatore, I want to be part of it. I want him to know his destruction is because of me. And I want my adoptive mother to be included. Just because she’s a woman doesn’t mean she should be spared any consequences.” I don’t move, hardly breathe as he absorbs what I’ve said.
When I finally register the heat of his body against my back, my entire frame shivers involuntarily, recognizing the man who elicits nothing but pleasure or complete rage. Both have the same results because my anger seems to get his blood pumping.
Domino’s fingers effortlessly flick the towel away from my body before gripping my hips and stepping closer, making it known that he’s hard for me. “It’s fucking hot that you want to cause just as much damage as I do,cara mia.” I feel his lips trailing across my shoulders as one hand slides around to my front. “I’ll give you the woman, buthe’smine. I’ll do with him as I please.”
My eyes close, and my head rolls back to rest on his shoulder. Then, turning my head with a finger, Domino captures my mouth in a sizzling kiss. Pushing his tongue past my lips, he explores my mouth, sucking the air from my lungs until I have to pull away because it’s painful.
“Deal,” I gasp as I spin in his embrace. Wrapping my arms around his neck, Domino picks me up. My legs cling to his hips as he walks me backwards until I feel the hard wall at my back. Despite his aggressive kisses and growling, his fingers are soft as they hold me in place.
“As much as I want to fuck you like the good girl you are, I have plans to make, and you need to rest. To heal,cara mia.” His gaze penetrates as he breathes heavily.
Chewing the side of my mouth, I debate how angry my next question will make him. “You’ll let me come? So I know what’s happening?” I have to know these men will pay for what they did to me, to my family.
I had no idea I harbored this wicked streak inside of me, but after that dream—nightmare really—all I can concentrate on is the demise of the Salvatore family.
Slowly letting me go, Domino takes a step back, and I’m already gearing up for my argument about why I should be allowed to be there while he and his brothers make their plans.
“Get dressed. Meet me in Papa’s office.” He grins in a sexy, mysterious way when my mouth drops open in surprise.
Kissing my forehead, Domino leaves me to dress.
