Page 104 of His Vicious Desire

“I told you, my sweet angel, from the first moment I laid eyes on you, it was always you.Everything I did, every thought, every breath was for you.”

“Show me, my beautiful husband.”

Epilogue

Thirteen years later

It’s too damn late for the phone to be ringing.“Make it stop, Gaetano,” I plead.

“Yeah?”He answers.“What do you mean?Max didn’t go to Chicago.I told him not to.Fuck.Yeah.I’ll be there.”

“What?Max promised he wouldn’t go.”I roll out of bed at the same time as Gaetano.

“Sweetheart, I need you to stay here.I’ll go get him.”

I open my mouth to argue, but the phone rings again, cutting me off.It’s Sandro’s ringtone.

He answers.“Yeah, it sounds like something big went down in Chicago.I need to catch a ride with you.Give me five and I’ll be on my way.No, she’s staying here.Okay, see you then.”

“Wait, Sandro’s going to?Why?”I’m so fucking confused.

“Angel, it was Dominic on the phone.He told me to come and get my kid.I don’t know what’s going on, but something happened, and it doesn’t sound good.”

The urge to argue that I could go with him is killing me.I can’t.Sophia is due any day.If she weren’t living with us, I would have thought the call was from her asking for me to be with her.“Okay.Call me as soon as you get your hands on our son.”

“I will.”He presses a kiss to my cheek, then he goes to get dressed.

What the fuck happened in Chicago?Why were Sandro’s kids and Max there?Why was the Don of the Outfit calling everyone himself?This felt big and scary.

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