The Don's Young Love (The Don's of Italy Saga Book 1) Age Gap Romance

Episode 57: Into the Darkness

Dominic

It had been a few days since my four men - Orlando, Luca, and Vesuvio - along with my fiancée Thalia and I had arrived at the Greyson Mansion. We were all in a state of relaxation. A couple of days ago, I had proposed to Thalia that we get married here, in this beautiful location surrounded by gardens. She agreed, and our friend Flavia, who was also a priest, offered to officiate the wedding.

Now, as husband and wife, we spent our nights locked up in our suite, making love until dawn. I had chosen the room on the far end of the mansion for us, with its stunning view of the ocean and refreshing breeze. Everyone knew not to disturb us during our time together. After a few days of staying secluded in our suite, enjoying each other's company and indulging in delicious meals, we decided it was time to emerge and socialize with the others.

This morning, we got dressed and descended down the stairs together, feeling content in our marriage. The ten men whom I had requested from my crew back in New York were also present. Their names were Aad, Belvider, Isacco, Scirocco, Terzo, Pracla, Meconi, Solanio, Tino, and Mazzi; all of them were strong and capable. Aad was their leader as Capo, and he only answered to me or Orlando who held the position of Underboss and remained my trusted advisor.

I turned to my wife, her eyes shimmering with joy. But it was time for me to leave behind the bliss of marriage and get down to business. I know Orsino; he probably thinks I'm avoiding him, but little does he know that we have a big plan in store for him and that bastard Esidore. Thalia and I entered the living room where everyone was gathered and chatting. As soon as we walked in, the room fell silent.

Aad stood up to welcome us, "Boss, great to see you again. Mrs. Romano, a pleasure to finally meet you." He said, taking her hand and kissing it. He damn well knows I don't like anyone touching her. I smacked his hand away from my wife.

I looked at Aad sternly, "If you don't want a bullet between your eyes, you won't touch or kiss my wife again. Am I clear?" I growled.

"I apologize boss, no disrespect intended towards you or the Mrs. I was simply being polite." Aad replied, returning to his seat.

I glared at him once more before addressing the group, "Alright then. Everyone, meet me downstairs in the conference room in five minutes." The basement had been converted into a large media room. "Let me take care of my wife first and then I'll join you all." The men nodded their heads and got up.

"Orlando, Luca, Vesuvio, you guys are in charge until I join you in the basement." I instructed them firmly before turning to my wife's hand tightly in mine. "I want you guys to keep an eye on things here and gather any information on Esidore and Orsino's movements. And make sure they followed my orders and put Ameriko on ice until we return to New York." I growled as we made our way out of the living room.

"Boss, don't worry. We've got this. You take care of Mrs. Romano and we'll handle everything else." Orlando assured me.

I looked at each of them before nodding in agreement. The three of them walked off to carry out their tasks. Thalia turned to me, her belly noticeably larger now that she was five months pregnant. I couldn't resist admiring her.

"Baby, why don't you go talk to Donna in the kitchen? She can cook you some of your favorite foods and make sure you have all the cravings you need." I suggested, kissing her on the cheek.

"Dominic, you know I want to be with you. I don't want to go in the kitchen with Donna." Thalia said, her hands cradling her stomach.

I let out a deep sigh, pleading with my wife. "Darling, I can't have you attending the meeting with me. I want you to get to know Donna, my dear. Donna and Flavia understand me better than anyone else, besides you and my three most trusted men. Please trust me on this." I begged her earnestly. My wife cannot be present for any Mafia dealings. It is important for me to have control over my men, and they must know that I am in charge. My wife should not have any knowledge of these matters.