DOMINIC’S POV“I hope you like your new room,” I told Emily as I walked into my room, where she stood, looking through her closet for what I assumed was something to wear. She looked like she had just come out of the shower and she had a towel wrapped around her. I had to stop myself from peeling it off her. “I don’t really have much of a choice. If I did not like it, it would not make any difference.” She said casually although I could hear the underlying anger in her voice. “You’re right. It would not make any difference. I don’t like sleeping away from you. I allowed you your space for the past one week and now I want you back in my bed.” I told her. She turned to look at me, I could not read her expression and I wanted to know what was going on in her mind. “You’re right. We are engaged, we should not be sleeping apart from each other.” She told me. I was shocked by her submission, but I knew Emily enough to know that she was either too angry to fight or she was up to something
EMILY’S POVI tried to sleep, but sleep eluded me. I was tired, but I could not get my mind to stop working. I was filled with anxiety over the things that might happen. If someone was really after Dominic for killing Adam, I had a feeling that they would know about me too. I turned on my side and stared at the empty spot where Dominic was supposed to be lying down. The space felt cold and lonely without him and I missed him him. I also wanted to go to him and demand more answers about this new mystery threat. Instead, I forced myself to calm down. I was going to get through this, I just needed to focus enough to think about what to do next. The first thing I needed to do was figure out if I had any connections through Adam. Plus the fact that I was a federal agent meant that I had multiple enemies. So many people had a target on my back and I'm sure Adam was enabling them and giving them information about me. I pulled out my laptop and secured an Internet connection. I no longer
DOMINIC'S POV I sat staring at the names that Emily had come up with. Some of the people on the list were dead or in prison but some were out and would definitely want revenge. It was understandable. Adam worked for most of the criminals while being an agent. He had always been a snake that was not to be trusted. Trying to find whoever this person was would require a very thorough investigation and I was not sure we had that type of time on our hands. I picked up my phone and dialled Lorenzo and asked him to come to my office again. He appeared very quickly. My men knew how much I didn't like anybody wasting my time. “Lorenzo.” “Yes, boss.” “Did you find anything on that phone number?” I asked him. “Yes sir. The text was sent from a small village in Rome.” He said. “Very good. Now, I want you to look into all the names on the list,” I handed him the paper with the names. “I need every information you can find on these people. I do not want any mistakes.” “Yes, boss. I will sta
EMILY’S POV I allowed myself to melt into Dominic's arms and to enjoy the comfort of his words. For just a few moments I pretended like there was no danger and it was just me and Dominic in the world. I listened to his heart beating wildly and I wondered if I was the reason for it or if it was because he was very angry. When we pulled away from each other, his eyes were wild with passion and heat. He brought his hands to my cheeks and he began to caress it tenderly. He stared into my eyes intensely as usual, like he was trying to know what was going on in my mind. He was already in my heart; I didn't think that I could handle it if I let him into my head, too. “Do you believe me, amore mio?” He asked with a serious expression on his face. “About what?” I asked, a confused expression on my face. “That I will protect you?” He said, his voice filled with emotion in a way that I had never heard before. It made my heart squeeze. It was like all his walls had crumbled and he was sta
DOMINIC'S POVMy feet touched Italian soil for the first time in a long time. It felt good to be back even though it was only for a short while. Italy would always be home no matter where I went and I could not wait for this whole mess to be sorted out so I could return. One of my allies, Victor Rinaldi, came to pick me up from the airport. He was going to help me execute my plan perfectly. I have known Rinaldi for a very long time and I knew that I could trust him. We always did business together and we had some close ties because we had grown up together. “Dominic, it is so good to see you, brother. It has been ages.” He said with his thick Italian accent when I got into the car and we shared a brotherly hug. He always had a smile on his face and he could fool people into thinking that he was not a cold-blooded monster. I once watched Victor gouge someone's eyes out with just his fingers. Sometimes, the man even scared me a little. He was not someone that you ever wanted to have
DOMINIC'S POV Victor's estate is exactly as I remember it. It is a reflection of his personality which is vibrant and extravagant and very secure. Armed men were positioned at every part of the estate with stoned expressions on their faces that were meant to intimidate. Victor was always on the alert which was why it was hard for anybody to go against him. As we pulled into the driveway, my mind was filled with thoughts of Emily. My mind was going through my conversation with Victor. I hated that Victor could see right through me. I had spent years training myself not to feel and how to control my emotions—I had to have total control. I had to be ruthless, detached and cruel. Love was a weakness and liability, I didn't want to feel it, but I couldn't shake thoughts of Emily away from my mind. The car came to a stop and Victor's men opened the door for us. Victor came out of the car before me, and he stretched his arms as though he'd just come from a long journey and not a thirty-mi
DOMINIC'S POV The next day, Victor and I were in his office. He leaned back against his chair and swirled the whiskey in his cup before taking a sip. “I just heard from my sources that she will be at the gala tomorrow night.” He informed me. “What is security like?” “High security, but nothing we can't handle.” I nodded my head slowly, trying to put a plan together in my head. “Tell me what you've got.” “Sophia will be arriving at the party by nine in the evening. She will be escorted by two bodyguards. They are highly trained, her brother won't want to take chances.” We spent more time talking about how to execute our plan the next day. “We need men inside to blend in. I can't go because he would recognize me. You will have to go and watch over things.” I told him. “Yeah, don't worry. My men and I will take care of everything.” “Dino may not show up for the gala, it is not really a Mafia event. It is for charity and it is not really his space. But we need to be prepared if
DOMINIC'S POV I paced up and down Victor's office as unease gripped my stomach and refused to allow me to be still. Victor and his men had been gone for over half an hour and I had not heard anything from them. My mind was running with all sorts of negative possibilities. Were their covers blown? Did Dino stop them? The only thing that kept me sane was their trackers. I could still see that they were at the location, so they might be waiting for the right time to take Sofia. After what felt like forever, the earpiece that I had on finally came alive at the sound of Victor's voice, causing my tension to ease a bit. “Hey. Sofia has been hanging in the arms of a man. He refuses to let her leave his side, but she's leaving for the powder room now.” He said. “Okay. That means it is time to strike.” I told him. “Fuck!” He cursed bitterly. “What is wrong?” I asked, being suddenly alarmed. “Dino just walked in,” Victor said.“Fuck!” This could ruin my plans drastically. Dino was not sup
DOMINIC'S POV The car roared to life as I sped out of the driveway. I could not believe that Damien had managed to slip through our fingers again. We had been so close to getting him, I could feel it. Then he eluded us once more. One thing was for sure, I was not going to let Damien get away with everything he'd done. My revenge was on its way. Victor was already at the warehouse when I arrived. He and the rest of the guys were already at work trying to locate Damien. “Have you found anything?” I asked. “Nope. I'm trying to search through the different airlines to see if we can find something. We know that it is very unlikely, especially with the fact that he has Crowley on his side, that they might have used other means or changed their identities.” Lorenzo explained. “Also, there might be a mole. Somebody who let Damien know that we were on to him.” Victor said. The whole place went quiet. One thing I hated with a passion was a mole. Apparently, people had not learnt thei
EMILY'S POV I woke up to the soft rhythm of Dominic's heartbeat. His arms were wrapped tightly around me as though he was scared to let me go, scared that he would wake up and find me gone. The soft sheets tangled around our bodies. The air was thick with the remnants of the passionate night we'd shared. A night filled with love, desire and unsaid words. For the first time in days, I didn't go to sleep crying. Dominic stirred beside me and his eyes fluttered open. His fingers trailed up and down my arms softly. “Good morning.” He said, his voice husky and filled with sleep. “Not really. I don't want this moment to end.” I told him brushing a strand of hair away from his face. “Then it doesn't have to, we can make it last longer. We can enjoy the moment a little longer.” He said and pressed a kiss to my shoulders. I smiled up at him. We both knew that there was still a storm brewing. Daniella was still gone and Damien was probably somewhere planning to launch his next attack
DOMINIC'S POV “I like that she's doing better now,” Emily said after we left Anita's room and walked into ours. I held her hand and pulled her close to me. “I'm also glad she's doing okay. For a moment I was scared she'd never get back up.” She said, “She's a strong girl, I knew she would. And you? How are you doing?” “I guess I'm doing better too. It's still hard to wrap my head around, but every day feels a little easier.” She responded honestly. I pulled her into my arms and wrapped her in a warm hug. “Well, you know I am always here for you.” I pulled away from her and gave her a small kiss on the lips and was about to pull away when she pulled my head down and crushed her lips against mine. My body came alive. I'd missed her so much. It's been so long since we'd been together like this. “I missed you,” she murmured against my mouth. “I missed you, too,” I said and deepened the kiss. She jumped up and wrapped her legs around my waist. I pinned her against the door
EMILY'S POV The morning sun filtered into the room announcing the beginning of a new day. I blinked slowly and looked down to find Anita's small frame curled into me. Her breathing was soft and even her grip around my waist was tight like she was scared I would disappear. She'd come into the room the night before because she could not sleep. She didn't talk, she only laid in my arms and was quiet till we both fell asleep. I brushed a strand of hair from her face and placed a soft kiss on her forehead before lying back down. A few seconds later, Dominic walked into the room. He looked like he'd had a rough night and he didn't get enough rest. His eyes were red and he had dark circles under his eyes. “Good morning.” He said with a small smile on his face. “Good morning. Where did you sleep?” “On the couch in the office.” He said with a shrug. “Why didn't you join us? There's more than enough room.” I told him. “Yeah, but you both looked so peaceful I was scared that if
EMILY'S POV The rest of the days moved by quickly. We wanted to hold a small ceremony for Daniella. Dominic had her cremated so we could keep her with us, but we decided to hold the ceremony when everything had settled down. Dominic spent more time at home. When he wasn't out with Victor looking for Damien, he was at home. Anita would only speak to her father and eat when he was around. She had stopped crying, but she had not smiled even once. Her eyes didn't hold the same brightness that it used to have. It was like something in her had died along with Daniella and it hurt to see. I understood how she felt. “What are you thinking about?” Sofia asked as she walked into the room. I had totally forgotten that the door to my room was open. “Nothing really,” I told her with a soft smile on my face. She gave me a knowing look. “You know you can talk to me. I know things haven't been easy and I can see you trying your best to put on a brave face, but I see right through it. Victor
EMILY'S POV I was walking out of our room at the same time that Dominic was leaving Anita's room. His shoulders were sagged and he looked drained. His eyes were red from lack of sleep and they were filled with sadness. He looked like he was carrying the entire weight of the world on his shoulders. Our eyes met, and for some time, we paused. We didn't say anything. But the silence between us held so much meaning. It was filled with pain, agony, sadness, anger, guilt, fatigue and understanding. After a while, I reached for his hand and he took it immediately. He pulled me to him and wrapped his arms around my shoulders in a hug. My arms went around his waist and I buried my face in his chest with his face buried in my hair. There was no need to day anything. I felt the tension leaving both our bodies for a moment before we pulled away. “How is she?” I asked, referring to Anita. I had not seen her in a couple of days, and that was because I was too filled with my own grief; I fe
DOMINIC'S POV Early the next morning, I walked into Anita's room. She'd been hidden away there for days. She refuses to eat or talk to anybody. She spent most of her time crying. Emily was hurt, but Anita was almost broken. She didn't make friends easily and I suspected that it was because of this same reason—she could not bear the thought of losing them. Now she'd finally opened up herself to make friends and she'd gotten hurt in such a way that I wish I could shield her from. “Mi principessa,” I told her softly as I came to sit down on the bed where she lay curled up with tears streaming down her face. She didn't respond, she didn't even turn to acknowledge my presence. “Oh, honey. Please talk to me.” I pleaded. I brushed her hair softly. She still did not respond to me. “At least allow me to hold you,” I told her. She was quiet and I thought it'd be better to just sit with her quietly since she didn't want to talk. I just hated seeing her so filled up with grief. Just li
DOMINIC'S POV Emily's sob finally reduced into the soft breaths against my chest. I didn't move or speak, I just held on to her very tightly. I buried my face in her hair and breathed in the soft smell of strawberry that lingered in her hair. The silence between us was not uncomfortable, but it was heavy and necessary. It felt like there was so much to say, but we both were not quite sure how to say it yet. After a while, Emily shifted and she looked up at me. It hurt so much to see the pain in her face and the brokenness in her eyes. I wished that I could take the pain away from her and take it solely upon myself. “I miss her so much.” She admitted, almost like she'd been scared to do so all this while. “I know, Amore mio,” I said and bent to press a kiss to her forehead. I cupped her cheeks and pressed my forehead to hers. “I should have been there for her. I should have protected her better.” She said. I pulled away from her and searched her eyes. “Don't blame yourself
DOMINIC'S POV The weather was cold, I could feel it through my thick coat. I stood outside one of my new warehouses where we had set up a headquarters. Victor, Barry, Ezra and I were going through every single intel that we could find on where Damien could be. Guards surrounded the building and Victor's estate. We could not take a chance. It was frustrating not knowing where he was. It felt like he'd disappeared like a ghost, which was impossible. Nobody could delete themselves from the earth unless they were dead which I knew he wasn't. He was licking his wounds somewhere, giving himself time to heal before he emerged again. He and his accomplice Steven Crowley. He thought he could hide, but I was out for him and once I laid my eyes on him, I was going to end him. For the pain he caused my family, he would suffer, and in a way, killing Damien and Crowley was a way to redeem myself. I could see it in her eyes—though she didn't say it— that Emily blamed me for what happened and I