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Sofia, who is named afterNonna, flips her long deep-brown locks before she pushes out her bottom lip in a pout. Bloody hell, I’m screwed.

“Papà, Auntie Luna is going with us, and that means Uncle Dario is sending a full contingency of soldiers. You won’t have to pay anyone to go with me.” Again, she gives me a sweet smile like she’s answered all my prayers. Those eyes that look like mine shine back at me.

“Are you bloody high? I’m sending two units with you. You’re going into Bocharov-Kuznetsov territory. I trust Ana to let me know if there is war brewing up there, but I don’t trust that son of hers. He’s just as short-tempered as his father, I’ve heard.”

The Italian families and the Russians have all had an alliance through the years, but that doesn’t mean there isn’t another family coming after the Russians, and I never let any of my daughters go far without constant guard. Like their mother, they all wear bracelets that have trackers in them.

“Come on, Spencer, she’s eighteen. Let her go. Luna wanted to celebrate her turning eighteen, just like she’s doing for Arlo.”

I swing on my wife. “Don’t make me spank you right here.”

“Ew, Papà.” All four girls groan.

“Arlo is a male, and he turned eighteen months ago. My little princess just turned eighteen a couple of days ago, and she’s a girl.” I fold my arms over my chest, making sure they all know I’m serious and I’m not budging.

a week later

“Bye, Papà, I love you.” Sofia goes up on her tippy-toes to kiss my cheek. I pull her up to my body.

“I love you, princess.” I hold her tight, not believing that I let my wife talk me into this. I even called Anatonia and asked her to say Sofia couldn’t come, but she was excited for the prospect of having another girl around. She has two boys and only one daughter.

“I promise I’ll call as much as I can.” She walks up the stairs of the private jet.

“Every day, princess, or I’m coming to get you,” I bark before she steps in.

“Thank you, my love,” Vittoria says as she sighs into my side.

“Don’t forget you owe me big time, princess.” I look down at her and can’t wait to get her home. Our other three daughters are going to theirnonna’splace for the weekend. I’m fucking my wife on every surface of our house that I can as payment for letting my little princess go to Russia without me. I try to hide my smirk, but my wife sees it.

“What did you do?” She pulls back and raises an eyebrow at me.

“Nothing.” I turn her toward our car so she can’t see my full-on grin.

My elite entry team should have already landed in St. Petersburg and will have Sofia under surveillance as soon as she lands.

I walk around the hood of the SUV and look in at my beautiful wife. Through the years, she’s gotten even more beautiful than the day I first met her. Putting my baby in her belly and my ring on her finger was the best decision I’ve ever made.

I really appreciate you reading Artfully Bred. Please don’t forget to leave a review. To read about Dario and Luna’s story grab a copy of Her Exile part of the Mafia Made Series. For a complete list of my books, along with series lists and reading orders on my website.

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