The Mafia In Love

Part 24

Dante Brambilla's Pov

''What happened now?'' I groaned in anger, asking one of my men. These past few days have been nothing but stressful for me, cutting my alone time with Willa short. This whole Gabriel situation had been taking a big toll on us. To the point where some of my shipments went missing three days ago and it was traced back to the same bastard.

Not only are they stealing from me, but also building allies with the enemies of my mafia. ''Sir, it was confirmed that they met with the head of the Turkish mafia last night''. 

I sighed, rubbing my head in stress. We can't continue like this; it won't be long before we were going to be outnumbered. My men weren't weak, in fact, their strength was one of my prides of this mafia but still. If we were outnumbered, then it won't be looking good for us. 

''Keep track of their movement and tell me if you find anything suspicious''. I ordered before dismissing him from my office. As the door closed, I sat in silence. Everything around me was starting to eat me up. The stress was becoming unbearable. 

I still had not told Willa about the marriage agreement, talk more of her finding out about me being a Don. My parents had been on my neck about it these past few days to the point it felt like I couldn't breathe. 

The only thing that could possibly calm me was Willa's touch, her sweet voice, her presence, her smile. Everything about that woman had me on my knees for her and she genuinely had no idea. Maybe that's what I needed. If not, I was actually going to lose my mind. 

I picked up my phone, quickly dialing her line. I suddenly became nervous. What would I say to her when she picks up? 

''Hello?'' her soft feminine voice spoke through the phone, making my heart run laps already. ''Mia regina''. I answered back, relaxing on my chair. 

''hey Dante, how are you doing?'' She asked, making me smile a little. She was the one woman apart from my mother who always asked about my well-being, and it did something to me. 

''I'm fine, Principessa''. I replied back, tiredly. I didnt honestly have the energy to talk. All I wanted was for her to just keep talking. Her voice never failed to make me sane, exactly what I needed. 

''Dante are you alright? you sound really tired''. I could hear her concern through the phone. Last time I was with Willa, she scolded me on how morning food is the most important meal of the day and that I should try to eat in between my work schedule. 

My heart did that weird flip feeling it always does since I've met her, making me smile from her concern. ''Just a little tired, Mia regina. Just tell me about your day''. I almost plead. All I needed was the sound of her voice to soothe this unbearable stress I was feeling. 

I relaxed, closing my eyes as she told me about her productive activities of today. To her, she was just narrating a day in her life. To me, her voice calmed me in ways not even alcohol can. This was just another proof of how much I need her in my life. I would be completely fucked without her by my side. 

I've fallen way too hard for her to leave my side. Yes, I haven't told her about what I do, or about the marriage deal. I was scared of the outcome if I told her this early. I wanted her to trust me enough before I disclosed such information. 

Her sweet honey voice kept ringing in my ears, oblivious to the peace it brought me. I silently relaxed on my chair, listening to every word she said. I admired her for the simple life that she lived. Her modesty was one of the things I loved about her. 

If I introduced her to my mother, she would fall in love with her instantly. Willa was a typical church girl. It was one of the things I picked from when I got to know her and considering my parents are strong in religion, I think she truly makes the perfect wife for me. 

She was exactly what I needed, the peace to the raging storm in my head. The light to my darkness, the love of my life, my world. She's everything to me and I'm going to make sure that she was going to be mine. 

My wife, my life partner, the mother of my children. Yes, I have thought about having kids with her, although that only happened once. If I ever told Giovanni or Alessandro my thoughts about her, they would probably not even see me as a Don anymore. I'm already being teased on a daily base for how a woman has me tied to her fingers. 

''And right now, I think I want to buy some burgers for myself. I'm really hungry''. She whined through the phone, erupting a chuckle from me, unknowingly. Another thing I noticed about her was how much she ate. 

The thing is, Willa doesn't eat much but when she does, she sure takes a good amount of it. I could tell she was insecure about that before, but I made sure to let her know that she didnt need to pretend or hide from me. I loved everything about her, every single thing so I could care less about that. 

She seemed to have noticed that I didn't care because she started randomly mentioning her cravings to me which would push me to want to buy for her, but she always refused. Obviously, I didnt listen to her. She's my queen, and my queen deserves to have the world and much more.

''I'll get it for you''. I responded. There was no way I was going to let her use her money. ''What, no it's okay. You don't have to do that-''

''But I want to, and I'm going to. Do you really think I'm going to let you use your own money?''. I asked in a 'matter of fact' tone, and I was answered with a sigh. Good, she knew better than to argue when it came to something about her. 

''I meant it when I said I'm going to spoil you rotten. Besides, you are my queen, Mio amore. I'll never let you spend your money when I'm right here to take care of you. You want burgers? you're going to get it''. I stated, getting up from my chair to tell one of my men to order two burgers for my queen. 

I was responded with that usual beautiful sound of laughter from her that I grew to love. This woman was really going to be the death of me, and I would gladly let her.

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This was so hard to think of, I have no idea why. Anyways, I'm writing exams this week so I may next update on Friday. 

I'm way too tired to read through the story so I hope it's perfect. I'll re-edit it tomorrow.

Love you, mwah!