Epilogue
If I died with my face buried between my wife’s thighs, I’d go out the happiest man on the planet. And whoever is calling me as she comes down from her orgasm might just lose their life by my hands.
Placing a kiss on the inside of Alessia’s silky thigh, I groan as I raise myself from the bed and grab my phone, seeing Luca’s name on the screen.
“Yeah?” I say irritably into the phone.
“Hey. We need to talk about my leaving. And by talk, I mean I’m leaving with Giada. Today.”
“Slow down, cousin. We talked about this.”
I stand from the bed and walk into the bathroom, turning on the shower.
“Listen, Finn. We’ve been doing it your way, and I understand, but Carlo hasn’t been here in months. Giada got word that she needed to pack her things and be ready for some Russian to pick her up later today. He was going to ship her off to marry a man who would do God knows what to her. I can’t let it happen.”
I was worried something like this would happen with Luca at the house guarding the younger Cataldi. I saw it in his eyes when he met me at the fights over a month ago. Looks like my cousin may have caught feelings for the little princess.
“I’m done fighting in the shadows, Finn. And I’m not going to stand back while he hurts an innocent. I’m getting out, and Giada is coming with me.”
“Fuck, okay. Just don’t do anything rash. I’ll set up a place for you to hide out and—”
“Too late.”
“What do you mean too late?”
“Well, she can’t exactly marry the pakhan’s son if she’s already married.”
“Luca…”
“I married her, Finn.”
Well…shit.
“Where are you?”
“New Hampshire. Manchester City Hall, to be exact.”
“Goddammit. You need to get off the street. Go to my penthouse and I’ll meet you there. I’ll call the guards so they know to let you in.”
“Okay. Sorry, Finn. I just couldn’t—”
“I know you couldn’t.”
I would have done everything in my power to keep the woman I love safe, even before I admitted to myself that I loved her. Shit, I did even more for Alessia than Luca is doing for Giada before I admitted my feelings for her.
“I’ll see you in a few.”
I hang up the phone and walk back into the bedroom, my wife still lying naked on the silk sheets.
It’s been two weeks since Orlando went to ground, and we came back to the house. Of course, I added a shit ton of extra security features and more guards to patrol the grounds, but as soon as it was all in place, Alessia wanted to come back. She likes the penthouse well enough, but this is our home, and she wasn’t going to let those fuckers take that from her. Her words, not mine.
“What’s going on?” she asks.
“Luca is done being a mole for me, I guess.” After Orlando was put to ground, I explained the situation to Alessia about who Luca is and what we’ve been doing the last seven years. “Oh, and he went and got himself a little wife on his way out.”
Alessia’s eyes widen. “Don’t tell me…”
“Giada Cataldi,” I confirm.
She blows out a heavy breath. “Well, that’s one way to make an exit.”
“No shit. Let’s get in the shower. We need to meet them at the penthouse. I figured since you know each other, maybe you could make her feel a little more comfortable with everything. Reassure her a bit.”
“I don’t know her that well, but sure, I can try.”
She stands from the bed and walks toward me, every naked inch of her on full display.
Standing on her tiptoes, she presses her soft lips to mine and leans her body into me.
I let out a low growl. “Get in the shower, wife. I need to call Eoghan and tell him what’s going on.” He needs to hear it from me before he overhears one of the guards talking about it.
She saunters into the bathroom, and I watch her step into the shower, her bitable ass tempting me from here.
I hit Eoghan’s number on my phone, needing to make this call quick so I can go make my wife come once more before we leave.
“Fuck, why do you always call me so goddamn early?” he asks in lieu of a greeting.
“It’s almost noon, you lazy asshole.”
“What the fuck ever,” he groans out. “Some of us aren’t old married men who go to bed before eleven.”
We may go to bed early, but that sure as shit doesn’t mean we go to sleep until well into the early hours of the morning.
“I have to tell you something, and you might get mad, but I want you to know I kept it from you for your safety.”
“Not exactly the most trust-inspiring thing you’ve ever said to me, but shoot.”
“I had an inside man in the Cataldi organization. It was someone who contacted me several years ago. He grew up thinking he was one person when, really, he was born as someone else with an entirely different family.
“Okay…”
“Mom’s nephew didn’t die. Our cousin is alive and well and has been working with me to take down Cataldi. His name is Luca, and he’s coming home.”
The End