Chapter 8
CHAPTER
EIGHT
WICTOR
“Brother was that who I think it was?” Piotr asks me from the phone. He is back at the house overseeing some things. Me, I am at our meetup spot praying she shows up so we can figure out what the hell to do from here.
“It was indeed.”
“Holy shit! You really didn’t know?” Yeah I have been berating myself for the last few hours which I’m sure she has also been doing.
“No clue but it explains so much.”
“So what are you going to do?” asks, mimicking my own thoughts. The answer though has not changed,
“Make her my wife.” He chuckles and shakes his head.
“Why am I not surprised?” Smiling, I hang up with him and my paramour a text asking her to meet me at our place. She doesn’t respond but that doesn’t mean anything, she often doesn't. Instead of wondering about it, I check in with my guys and make sure there has been no movement from Alek, who is one of our distant cousins who has been making a lot of noise about wanting to take over. We have had constant surveillance on him because he is unhinged and can do serious damage to what I am trying to undo.
The drive to the cabin is reflective but also exciting because now that we know one another’s success, we can find a way forward. Pulling into the driveway my heart is pounding the anticipation of having to convince her we could make this work. I am relieved to see her car already here.
Opening the door, I take a deep breath and walk inside. “Baby. Luna.” I call her name and start toward the bedroom when I hear a familiar click.
“Put your fucking hands up.” Taking another deep breath I do as she instructed. I need to diffuse this situation.
“Baby calm down.”
“Don’t call me that, stronzo.” Shit. My cock jerks to life hearing her speak Italian to me, dumb ass. Never mind the fact she is holding a gun to my head.
“I will always call you baby, my love, greedy mama.” I hear them suck in a breath before she moves in front of me. My heart skips a beat with how gorgeous and strong she looks right now, with all her power. But, there is no ignoring the tear tracks.
“Did you know? Is that what this was you trying to get the upper hand on me. On us?” is she fucking serious. “Did you know who I was when…”
“When I was trying like hell to put my child inside of you, baby. Did I know when you were bouncing up and down on top of me begging me not to stop and sucking come from my dick. Is that what you mean?” My response momentarily stuns her. “I could be asking you the same thing. Did you know?” She lowers her arm a bit, her shoulders losing a lot of tension.
“No. I didn’t know, but I should have.” Ah, I see. She is beating herself up. Taking a chance I lower my arms and walk closer to her. Her hands raise but I am not going to acquiesce. This moment is too important.
“I didn’t have my love, but it would have changed nothing.” Finally she lowers her gun and looks at me with so much sadness.
“How can you say that? This changes everything. You are trying to kill us. I am going to have to…” before she can finish that statement I close in on her, cradle her face and seal my mouth to hers. As usual she melts into me, her hands gripping the front of my shirt. Slowly I grip the gun and remove it from her hands tossing it behind us, before wrapping my arms around her.
We stay like this for minutes just clinging to one another before I pull back and put my forehead on hers. “It’s going to be okay baby.” tears are rolling down her face, but she looks at me.
“How can you say that?”
“Because I love you and I am in love with you. There is no way I am going to lose you.” Or you I think to myself slightly grazing across her stomach.
“So what are we going to do?”
“We are finally going to go out in public, find a place to sit and eat and talk.” she laughs, wiping her face and shaking her head at me.
“You are always talking about food.” smiling against her lips I kiss the hero once more and nod my head.
“Hell yeah. I’m a growing boy.” She giggles before nodding her head.
“Okay. Let’s go talk.” Thank fuck because the other option involved ropes, tape and the back of my car.