Su Paloma (Mafia Series #3)

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Emerson's POV

"¿Estas seguro que Junior puede estar ahí, no es demasiado peligroso para el?" (Are you sure Junior can be there, is it not dangerous for him?)

"Mi Paloma, tu no te preocupes el está bien, va a estar bien, todo estará bien, te lo prometo. Tengo a mis mejores hombres para estar atente de ustedes." (Don't worry about that he's fine, he will be fine, everything is fine, I promise. A have my best men on guard for you both.)

"It doesn't sit right with me that all of these dangerous people come together each year to host an event... it screams trap."

"Con la confianza se puede todo."

"Si tu lo dices-" i was pulled into a searing kiss as I finished my sentence.

It was the night of the cartel/mafia ball, It was a very nice coverup for 9 of the most high ranked men to sit in a room full of bottomless liquor and stupid ideas that could potentially get one of the trigger happy sociopaths to strike.

While getting ready for an event I did not want to attend I couldn't will my brain to get out of the part where Kieran resided. He made permanent residence in my head and it was painful at the moment.

I broke the kiss and placed my hand over Vidalgos chest. "Will he be there?" I whispered as I already knew the answer, but I wanted to hear it from the man himself.

"Yes, his attendance is very important. He is the highest ranking considering he controls two major areas of the empire."

"Will that not be a problem because of Junior and I?" I watched at his hand came up and made contact with my cheek. With a light touch he caressed my cheek before speaking.

"You have my word that nothing will happen tonight. I won't allow it. He won't even be able to recognize you." I trusted his words and gave him a nod. Even though he will 100 percent recognize me if not as his dead wife, as his psychologist.

"Now finish getting dressed Paloma, I'm going to shower." I nodded sitting back at my exaggerated vanity attempting to finish my light makeup while thinking of the events that happened in my office just a few hours ago.

He seemed so torn and I hope the dose I gave him was enough to make his memory foggy and ignorant to the situation. I can't trust that he wasn't just acting, I won't be fooled by his crocodile tears.

I won't.

As I was applying the last of my lip liner I picked up on the light sound of footsteps coming in hot just behind me.

They stopped 3 feet behind me I didn't give Junior the chance to try and scare me because I swiftly turned around and quickly, but carefully got him to the soft carpet as I began to tickle him relentlessly.

"MAMÁ STAWP!!" He let out loads of giggles and attempted to push me away with his little hands but I only took hold of his delicate fingers and began to nibble on them.

"Help! Help me Dalgo!!" Before I could register it I was being hoisted into the air and pulled into a firm chest. The water from his chest seeped into the material of my robe and I knew it was him.

"Easy there Paloma, can't mess up the little ones suit can you? Look at him, he is dressed to impress." I smiled as I took in my baby's attire.

He was dressed in an elegant black suit with a small blue bow tie, his shoes shining as they caught the dim light in the room.

"Don't you just took ready to take over the world my little-" I was interrupted before I could finish my praise.

"Not little mamá."
A smile played on his lips as I approached him kneeling in front of him so we'd be at eye level.