Semua Bab The Undercover Bride (Mafia Escapade) : Bab 141 - Bab 150

DOMINIC'S POVThe cold air bit into my skin as I stood on the balcony of Victor's mansion. I was exhausted, but my mind was too restless to let me sleep. The moon cast its pale glow over the estate, making it look especially magnificent. The view reminded me of Emily, I wish she was here so we could enjoy the scenery together.I let out a sigh. Tomorrow would be a bloodbath. Many lives would have to be taken to recover the warehouse that was taken from me. If Williams and his accomplice thought they could launch attacks on me with no consequences, then they had another thing coming. They thought I was scared of them. I wasn't—not anymore. I'd had many battles, but this was more important because it felt like I had something to lose. I had to protect Emily and Anita at all costs. ***EMILY’S POV I woke up drenched in sweat and breathing very hard as a result of the nightmare I'd just had. It had been so vivid, I was shocked to find out that it was a dream, but I was glad it was just

EMILY’S POVIt has been three days since I had heard from Dominic since the last time that we spoke and I had to force myself not to worry about it. I needed a distraction. I walked into Sofia's room and found her with a book in her hand. I felt bad for being away for so long because I'd been distracted. She was probably losing her mind spending the whole day in this room. I decided it was time to give her some freedom. Dominic was not around and I was in charge. Plus, Dominic and Dino were now working together. “Hey,” I said. “Hey,” Sofia responded. “I'm sorry I've not been here to check in on you for a while. But I decided that since Dominic and Dino have reached an agreement and are now working together, there is no need to keep you locked up in this room. You deserve to have a bit of freedom. Move around the house and stuff.” I told her. Her face was bright, but she looked uncertain. “Would that sit well with your fiancé?” “What does it matter? He's not here. Plus I am in ch

DOMINIC'S POV I kissed Emily wildly and passionately as I led her to the bed, everything in me craved to be inside her. I was losing my mind in Italy, and on an impulse, I came back to see her. Being away from her was like hell, it was like a part of me was missing. The thing with the Cartel was getting too heated, and I could not be away for too long, but I needed a moment to breathe. The deeper we got into it, the more I wondered if this was actually going to end well for me. I pushed all thoughts of the war out of my head and I focused on Emily. Her plush, soft, sweet lips are on mine. I picked her up and placed her on the bed. I pulled away from her lips and trailed kisses from her neck to her stomach before coming back up to admire her perfect body, her skin was glowing with the light from the moon casting upon her. I could barely believe that she was mine. “Il sole, la luna e le stelle si inchinano alla tua bellezza.” I whispered to her. She looked at me in wonder and pure

EMILY’S POV “I am so sorry that happened to you, sweetheart,” I told Daniella because that was the only thing I could think of to say. The tears were flowing down her face freely now and it broke my heart to watch. I knew exactly what she was going through because I remember the pain and how much it hurt when my father died. “I don't even know why I'm getting so emotional, maybe it is because I am sad for Anita. She's scared her father won't come back.” Daniella explained. Her words made my heart drop. It suddenly occurred to me that this could easily be the last time that we would see Dominic if something went wrong. I tried not to show my sadness to Daniella because I knew that she was going through so much pain, she and Anita needed to see me strong. I pulled her into my arms and wrapped her in a hug to comfort her till she calmed down. Then we pulled away from each other. “I think you should go and join Anita and have some rest. Maybe the three of us can all do something fun l

DOMINIC'S POV Hearing Emily’s voice made me feel better and had a calming effect, but it also made me worried. I felt like I was putting her in a position that she deserved better than to be in. “I trust you.” She said softly and it made my chest tighten. I could not afford to let her down. Her faith in me was a comfort and a burden at the same time. “I'll call you when I get the chance. Try not to worry so much.” “I'll try. Be careful, okay?” “I will. I love you.” “I love you.” She said softly. There was a brief moment of silence between us, almost as though we were enjoying each other’s presence through the phone. Then she ended the call. There was a time in my life when I did not think that it was possible for me to love any woman this much. After Anita's mother, the pain of loss had been too much and I never wanted to experience it again. Women had become nothing more than a way to please me, but even that had lost its flavour before Emily came into my life.The first time