Page 35 of Alessia
“It’s time to go, Elio is waiting downstairs with the car. It’s a fifteen-minute drive to the meet up.”
“Where are we going?” She asks as we walk down to the car.
“There’s a meet up with the other Dons. The DiSanti family might be the biggest family in LA but that doesn’t mean we get a free pass. We have a few other families up and down the west coast that are our allies and enemies.”
“So, something about keeping your friends close and your enemies closer?”
I chuckle, “Yeah, something like that. Now that my father is dead, we need to meet. My coronation is on Sunday and we still have a few things to talk over before that can happen.”
“So why are you taking me with you then. Tt doesn’t really sound like something I should be a part of.”“Because I want you there.” She looks at me with an annoyed look.
“Don’t look at me like that, you made my bed now you sleep in it.”
“The saying goes you made YOUR bed…” She mumbles.“No, it’s ‘my’, seeing that I just had you in MY bed, like…” I take a look at my watch, “Like twenty minutes ago? With your pussy on my face, I might add”.
A blush creeps up her neck and her face goes tomato red as I open the passenger door of my Porsche Panamera GTS. She slides in and I walk around the car and take a seat behind the wheel.
“Isn’t Elio driving us?”
“No, he’s following along with Vinnie and Alex is going in the front on his bike.”
I start the engine and turn on the radio, I hear Alex’s bike speeding out of the garage and we follow. I turn onto ocean avenue and focus on the traffic. Driving is different now that Harper’s next to me, I feel nervous and anxious. I turn the volume louder on the radio, trying to drown out the voices that say that it’s dangerous out here for her. I can’t keep her cooped up in my house or glued to me all the time, right? I could leave her tied up in my bed. I chuckle a little. No that’s not healthy but fucking hell, why do I feel like I need to do just that? But with Gianni still out there it just isn’t safe.
After a while I turn onto the driveway of a beach house. Just as planned we’re the first ones here. I walk around the car, open the door and hold out my hand for Harper. Her soft fingers find mine and sparks fly between our fingertips. Is it always going to be this way? We walk into the house, and it smells delicious. The chef is busy making lunch and waiters are setting up the tables and drinks. I lead Harper out onto the living room balcony. It hangs off the cliffs and at high tide the waves crash on the rocks below us.
“This is beautiful.” She whispers.
“Yes, it is. It’s even prettier when the sun goes down and the stars start to appear one by one.”
“I bet it is. Is this yours?”
“Yes.For now it’s the house where I conduct most of my business. It’s too big to call it home and impressive enough to scare people who try to cross the family.”
Harpers face whips to me like I said something horrible.
“What?”
“It’s just… I can’t imagine you as a mafia person or whatever you call yourself. Two days ago, you were a nurse on a rooftop and now you’re somebody I should fear. I just don’t get it.”
I take her face in my hands and kiss her softly on the corner of her lips.
“I know it’s a lot to digest, Tesoro. That’s exactly why I’m bringing you. You need to see the world that I live in.”
“Come, I’ll show you the rest of the house.” I take her hand, and we walk through the house, showing her everything. Lastly, I show her the master bedroom. This house is the complete opposite to the Ocean Avenue house. This one is light and airy with a lot of glass and light wood. This room expands over half of the floor and has a hundred eighty-degree view over the ocean through floor to ceiling windows. Behind all that glass is another balcony.
“You have a telescope?” Harper walks over to it.
“Yes. I don’t use it much seeing that I’m mostly at my other house.”
I hear voices downstairs, and I know that people are starting to arrive.
“You can stay here or come with me downstairs. Whatever you like.”
She doesn’t respond and just looks out the window. I take my cell out of my clutch and send a text to Elio.
Everyone inside yet?
Almost, only waiting on Don Manchini
