The Don's Young Love (The Don's of Italy Saga Book 2) Age Gap Romance

Episode 8: I wanted her

Don Azeglio

Thanks to my skilled driver, Mirko, we arrived at Dr. DiTullio's clinic in record time. He smoothly pulled up in front of the building and brought us to a stop. Stepping out of the luxurious Escalade were myself, my brother Giacomo, and my assistant Gabrio, who had been seated in the back.

From the second Escalade emerged my son Lorenzo and my two nephews Palmero and Maurizio. Exiting the third Escalade was my tech team: Giovanni, our Senior IT Specialist; Katherine, our Software Implementation Manager; Jerry Lee, our Cyber Security Specialist; Emily, our Help Desk Analyst; and Dante, our Project Coordinator.

My security team remained hidden in the shadows, ready to protect me if needed. As I straightened my tie, I motioned for my team to follow me as we made our way towards the clinic. As a don, I couldn't afford to have too little security - there is always someone out there trying to take my life.

We entered the building, and my security team was on high alert, scanning our surroundings for any potential threats. Some members were concealed in the shadows, always vigilant in ensuring the safety of myself and my family.

Mandy, the receptionist, looked up from her desk and immediately recognized me. "Buongiorno, Don Azeglio," she said, her voice quivering as she stood up to greet us. "Dr. DiTullio is waiting for you. Your team can head up to the media room on the 5th floor."

"Grazie, Mandy," I replied with a nod, acknowledging her respect. I gestured for my team to follow me as we made our way toward the elevator that would take us to the media room. Giovanni whispered something to Katherine, and they exchanged a knowing look.

The elevator doors slid open on the 5th floor, and we were greeted by none other than Dr. DiTullio himself. However, my eyes scanned the area for a glimpse of Havika, the woman who stirred up emotions inside me like nothing else could. My anticipation grew as I thought about seeing her with her beautiful, smooth brown skin. I longed to touch her. No other woman had stirred such intense feelings within me since my dear wife, Anselma.

"Don Azeglio, it is always a pleasure to see you," he said warmly, extending his hand for a firm handshake.

"The pleasure is mine, Doctor," I responded, returning his handshake with equal firmness. "I have faith that today's meeting will be productive. Will Havika, you're administrator, be present for the meeting today? I think she has some paperwork that both you and I must authorize by the end of today's installment."

Dr. DiTullio gave a small nod, "Yes, she will arrive shortly. She called me to inform me that she is running behind schedule. In the meantime, you and your team are welcome to enter the media room and begin. Please make yourselves comfortable. In the meantime, I can inform you about what we entail."

My team settled in as Dr. DiTullio began outlining the details of the upcoming project. Katherine raised her hand to ask a question, and Dr. DiTullio nodded for her to proceed. Katherine, with a professional yet inquisitive tone, asked Dr. DiTullio how he saw our software integration fitting into his clinic's existing systems. My son and brother stood in the corner of the media room, overseeing the smooth execution of the meeting. Outside the door, my two nephews were on guard duty to ensure no one disturbed us.

Dr. DiTullio smiled and appreciated the question. "That's an excellent question, Katherine. Allow me to explain my vision for this collaboration and how it can benefit both of our operations..."

As he spoke, I couldn't help but steal glances at the door, waiting for Havika to make an entrance. I reminded myself to focus on the matter at hand, but my heartbeat quickened at the thought of her presence in the room. Her presence would undoubtedly have an impact on the meeting's atmosphere, and not just because of her administrative prowess. As Dr. DiTullio continued talking, he mentioned the specific type of software that he hoped to have in his clinic.