Page 46 of Abducted By the Mafia Don
The nearest of Thaxted’s men makes a grab for my wrist, and I jerk backwards.
“Touch her and die.” Dom’s voice is dark and threatening, sending a shudder down my spine. I know how serious he is about that. I remember the blood.
Thaxted laughs. “You overestimate your power in thissituation, Richmond. You London boys always have. You don’t have the stomach for mafia work, not really.” He glances down with a sneer at Granny. “Coming to save a little old lady.”
“I want you to know, Thaxted, before you die, who has been torturing you,” says Dom calmly. “I’ve slaughtered all your children, bar one.”
“What?” Thaxted blusters, but something flickers in his face. A slice of uncertainty.
“Kill him.”
The young man at Thaxted’s elbow steps forwards. A squeal of alarm emits from me like I’m a small furry animal in danger. But Harrison isn’t making for me, or Granny.
It’s a blur. A gunshot bursts and echoes in the warehouse, then more, and I’m pulled tight into Dom’s chest.
Hiding is all I can do as terror rips through me, only stopping where Dom and I touch. I shake.
“Harrison isn’t your son, he’s my spy.” Dom sneers as there’s a watery gurgle. Blood, I realise. As Thaxted dies. “I already killed your last biological son, and your precious male lineage dies with you, Thaxted. The new leader of Thaxted works for me.”
There’s another choking sound, then hush apart from someone sobbing with fear.
“It’s okay, it’s okay,” Dom says in a totally different voice. “I have you. I promised no one would ever hurt you again, and I meant it.”
Me, I realise, as I remain tucked close to the man I love as he gives gruff orders. I’m crying. I clutch at Dom, not daring to look. “Granny?”
“I’m alive,” my grandmother’s voice rings out, sounding stronger than a woman who has been kidnapped has a right to.
Turning, I see Harrison helping her to her feet, her hands already freed.
“Granny.” She’s bruised, and shaking, but she raises her eyebrows archly. “This is the man who saved you, I suppose. Who you know from university.”
I flush. Oh no. I’d forgotten about that. “I thought?—”
“A pleasure to meet you, Mrs Hayes,” Dom interjects, and offers his hand, keeping an arm around me. “I’ve been looking after your granddaughter, and I love her. We’re going to get married as soon as the wedding can be planned.”
“Hmm.” She looks him up and down. “I suppose you’ll do.”
My mouth falls open.
“What?” Granny says, brushing off her top. “I think I can give him a chance, all things considered.”
I look down at Thaxted, and the pool of blood oozing out onto the floor, then over at Harrison. “So that’s it?”
“That’s it.” Dom strokes the hair out of my face lovingly and his eyes glimmer with a rich brown. “It’s over. Time for a wedding and the happily ever after.”
EPILOGUE
DOM
10 years later
I still find nighttime a moment for indulgence.
I wake without a clear idea of why, and in the darkness, breathe in the sweet scent of my wife. She’s cuddled into me, her back to my chest. Mia bambola.
Kissing her hair, I consider waking her. Or just using her in the dark until she wakes, as we both love. My cock sleepily begins to get interested.
A sound abruptly cuts off that idea.
