Secret Baby for the Mafia Prince (Savage Mafia Empire)

Epilogue Luca

Two Years Later

I’m walking out of the warehouse with my fingers in my pocket, waiting for Gianna by my car.

She heads the marketing section of our new business venture, the old bar, Velvet Spirits. It holds a lot of memories for us as we used to meet there before we snuck back to my old house. She’s always been passionate about marketing, so it’s no surprise how easy it was for her to settle into business. Since she has taken over, the business has grown; its success is owed to her smart ass.

“Why are you staring at me?” Gianna asks, as she walks out the front door. Her curves are boldly visible in her fitted purple dress. She has her sleek hair flowing down her shoulders.

“You’re so fucking beautiful.”

A smile spreads on her lips as she closes the distance between us. I open the door to her seat. “I’ve been thinking of ways to rip this dress off you and make love to you,” I whisper, as she pauses to slip into the car, with a wink.

“Luca!” she blushes.

“What? Can’t I talk about making love to the woman I’m in love with?”

I shut the door gently and walk to the driver’s seat.

“Giovanni’s at the house,” Gianna says.

I grunt in a low tone while I start the car.

Gianna had called to have me pick her up from the warehouse on my way home from my meeting with Marcus.

It took a while to get here with her after the pain I had caused her and her family. I had to prove myself every day to show her how much I still loved her and how I was willing to change. I would have done anything to have her back. Anything.

It was fucking worth it all, the waiting till she was ready and showing up for my daughter. I could never let go of my family that easily and she knew it. I’ll never let go now that we’re all together.

And Giovanni… he’s finally back to being my brother again. I didn’t know how much I missed him as a friend. I’m so fucking glad he eventually saw me as a changed man after the whole truth came to light.

Yet all I want desperately right now is to take off her dress and make love to my woman—not talk about business with her brother.

“He always comes around at the wrong time.” I put the car in drive, heading straight to my house.

Gianna finally agreed to live with me a year ago. I have plans on making her my wife soon enough. This is everything I ever wanted before the whole mess—to have a family with her. Getting her to be mine alone.

“How are things at the new warehouse?”

“Sterling handles things perfectly. I didn’t have to do much.”

This is the third warehouse we are opening in the city. Business has been great without the wars and constant shipment hijacks.

Russo and Moretti have finally returned to business with me. As repayment for double-crossing me, I made both of them accept a lower price of coke to supply me. Stupid assholes. How could they ever think a Caruso could stop me, a De Santi?

I’ve expanded my business overseas with the help of Gianna and Marcus. I had Vito go watch over things there, as I trust him to keep my business safe. It’s no coincidence Bianca had announced her travels a week after leaving New York City again.

I already knew she would be going with Vito. They’ve been inseparable since I caught them. My mind is at peace because I know she’s in safe hands—hands I can chop off if things get ugly.

Gianna moves uneasy in her seat as she opens her purse. I can tell something is wrong from the look on her face. Her expressions always give her away quickly.

“Is everything alright?”

I honk the horn and the gates open with two of my guards on either side.

“Yeah… yes. Everything’s fine.” Gianna forces a smile while staring at me. She opens the door and gets out of the car as I pull it to a stop.

“We’ll get back to this,” I say, as I slip out of the car and walk beside Gianna into the house.

Giovanni is seated by the bar with Sophie. Sophie jumps in his lap with a smile spread across her face as Gianna walks to her.

“Mommy is back,” she squeals.

“Just look at how happy she is,” Giovanni says, setting her to the floor and standing to his feet.

Sophie runs to meet Gianna and hugs her.

“Ugh, my baby, I’ve missed you, too.” Gianna picks her up from the ground and hugs her, trailing kisses on her face.

Sophie squeals as she stretches her arms to me. “Daddy… Daddy!”

My heart still fucking melts even as the years pass.

How could I ever let Mateo steal this from me? He was such an asshole for thinking he could have my family just because I was absent.

“My princess.”

Sophie has opened a part of me I never knew existed. She has softened me up and has me wrapped around her finger. I love spending time with her, watching her discover new things, telling me stories she weaved in her imagination, and hearing her laughter fill the once empty halls of my home. She makes me want to be everything my father wasn’t to me.

Gianna hands her over to me and I place a kiss on her cheek.

She has grown up so fast. She’s got her mother’s beautiful face and I am so proud of her and of her mother.

She wraps her arms around my neck as I stretch my hand to greet Giovanni.

“She’s a strong one; almost beat me in an arm wrestle,” Giovanni laughs.

“Of course, she’s a De Santi.”

Gianna rolls her eyes as she stares at me.

“How is Mother?” I ask Giovanni.

“Desperately expecting a visit from her grandchild. You know how she loves family.”

Getting Gianna’s mother to forgive me and proving myself to her wasn’t easy. I don’t blame her for taking a while before opening up to the idea of having Gianna and Sophie living with me.

The rift between our families was huge and, for the longest time, I thought it was unsalvageable. Gianna and Giovanni both helped me with their mother to smooth things over so we could at least make small talk. The hurt is gradually starting to heal now.

“We will come over this weekend and I could let Sophie stay there for a couple of days. How is your new lady?” Gianna wiggles her eyebrows suggestively.

Giovanni smiles, rubbing his chin for a moment.

“When are you going to introduce her to us?” Gianna adds, staring mischievously at her brother.

Sophie is busy playing with my hair.

“Very soon.”

“Alright, I’ll be waiting.”

“We. We will be waiting. I need to meet the woman who has you running out of our meetings to be with her,” I add.

He laughs.

“I’m hungry, Daddy,” Sophie whispers to me.

“Gianna, my princess says she’s hungry.”

“I’ll get Dorothy as I go in to change.” Gianna kisses her on the back of her head. “Give me a minute.”

She leaves Giovanni and me with Sophie in the living room as she disappears up the stairs.

“When is the next shipment arriving?” Giovanni asks.

We’ve both stopped the war our fathers had started and are, now, heading separate divisions of the city while still doing business together.

Dorothy is now walking towards us. I kiss Sophie’s cheeks before handing her over to Dorothy.

“In two weeks. Is there anything wrong?”

“I need a ton,” he replies.

I walk to the bar to pour myself some wine. Giovanni joins me.

“That’s a lot, considering the amount we already have coming.”

“I know, but is there anything you could do?”

I pause with the tip of the glass close to my lips. “I’ll ask Marcus.”

“Alright.” Giovanni gulps down the rest of the wine he had poured himself.

“I’m not giving you any assurances.”

“I know. Just communicate with me early.”

I nod in response, setting the glass down. Giovanni grabs his black shades from the counter and puts them on. “I’ll be leaving now.”

“So quickly?”

“I have a couple of places to be at.”

“Hmmm… alright.” I walk him to the door.

“My regards to Sophie and my sister.”

“Be safe, brother.”

“I will,” he smiles.

Giovanni pulls me into a hug. It only lasts for a couple of seconds before he releases me and exits the house.

Gianna is coming out of the bathroom when I walk into our bedroom.

“He left already?”

“Yes, said he had places to be.” I unbutton my shirt while staring at Gianna, who is struggling to get the zipper of her dress down. Her expression is still worrisome.

“Are you sure everything is fine, my love?” I ask, as I walk to her side, turning her around to help with her dress.

“Yes, I’m sure.”

I turn her around to look at her beautiful amber eyes. “It doesn’t look like it is.”

My lips meet the tip of her nose and I kiss her.

Gianna sighs. I grab her throat gently as I stare at her. She bites her lower lip in an absolutely sexy way.

“Horny eyes,” she laughs, staring back at me.

“I told you on our way here that I want to make love to my wife.”

I take her lips in mine, kissing her gently before she pulls herself back and breaks the kiss. Her eyes search mine.

“What?”

“You just called me your wife.”

“That’s because I’m going to fucking marry you.”

Gianna crashes her lips on mine almost immediately, kissing me passionately as she giggles in between. Yet I want more. I always want more with her. My dick’s already fucking hard.

She gasps in my mouth as I lift her up, squeezing her ass cheeks. She wraps her legs around me and I carry her to our bed, dropping her gently onto it.

“You are so fucking beautiful, Princess.”

She pulls the sleeves of her dress off as she slides her dress to the ground.

I’m unbuckling the belt on my pants and watching her. I want to kiss every crevice of her. “You are finally mine. Mine alone.”

Gianna unclips her bra and tosses it down to meet her dress. She is only clad in tiny red panties.

A breath escapes my lips.

Her eyes are on my rod as I join her in our bed. She slowly removes her panties, and I watch her like it’s my favorite fucking show.

I haven't gotten used to seeing her naked on my bed yet. Our bed.

“Fuck.”

I spread her thighs wide as I settle in between them. “I love you, Gianna.” My lips return to hers before she gets a chance to reply to me. I kiss her with my tongue in her mouth as I slide into her. Her pussy is so fucking wet. Just like I expected.

She gasps into my mouth as I bury my cock inside her. A moan falls from my lips, her insides clenching tightly around my member.

Fuck .

I break the kiss as I begin to move inside her. Her legs wrap around my waist, pulling me closer. She’s moaning softly as I take her nipple into my mouth while squeezing the other with my fingers. Soft, hot sounds escape her lips when I increase my pace inside her. Her fingers are digging into the sheets as she rolls her head back in pleasure.

Her eyelids flutter with her lips slightly apart. She has no idea how fucking hot she looks right now and how heavenly she makes me feel with my dick buried in her wet core.

“Luca,” she moans, struggling to look at me.

I ram her into the bed, thrusting deeper and faster in her. She screams my name this time. “Luca… fuck.” She finally squeezes her eyes shut as she tries to muffle her screams.

“Open your eyes, Princess.” I snake my fingers around her neck, gripping her throat gently. “Watch me make you feel so fucking good.”

“I’m pregnant, Luca,” she blurts.

I stop moving in her as I stare at her.

“I’m pregnant,” she whispers again, as if I hadn’t heard her the first time.

“You are… you’re pregnant?” My voice is filled with shock but also excitement.

She nods in response.

“Fucking Christ!”

I lower my lips back on hers and kiss her deeply. I’m going to have a chance to see my second child grow in her.

“We are having another baby,” she laughs, as I rest my forehead on hers, still inside her.

“Fuck. Thank you, Gianna.” I kiss her forehead. “This will be different.” I stare into her eyes. “I promise it will be because I’ll be here with you. All along the way. I’m never leaving.”

She nods in response, her eyes getting teary already.

“I love you, Gianna.”

“I love you, Luca.”

I have no idea how quickly one’s heart can melt but mine just fucking did hearing her words.

She pulls my lips back to hers and I begin to move in her again. Slow and sensual as I trail my fingers on every inch of her body.

She’ll always be mine.

The End