Epilogue

Rafael

Two Weeks Later

One last dinner party before the Mafia tzar and his family were set to go back to San Francisco.

Women laughing, children ran around the banquet table while aunts and nannies they could finally trust followed their charges with fond smiles.

The evening was perfect. He and Maman, his angel's mother finally had that conversation. He shuddered. Finally knowing who she was.

A deadly woman that had settled down with the previous mafia king.

It made sense when Dinara's father commiserated with El Patrón. Trusting his wife to do the talking.

"Are you okay, baby?" Dinara asked in concern. Her mother left him stunned.

"Si. God, maman is something else." His dark gaze followed his mother-in-law's refreshing form.

"So, she told you about..." His fiancee leaned in to whisper.

"God, yes!" He croaked. The details alone could give him nightmares.

"And you thought you, Dominic, and Marcus are intense." She laughed. Shaking her head, she pecked his lean cheek and then w