Dominic
It had been a week already since the attempt on Camille's life and mine and Alexi's organizations were no closer to finding Isack or Viktor than we were a couple of weeks ago. I had been working a lot as well and hadn't been home much; I don't know why I couldn't go home it's just Camille was so understanding about everything, it just drove me crazy! I wanted to see her get pissed once in a while; she was so goddamn calm about everything.
It was Wednesday night and I so needed to unwind so when I got to the SUV Beni asked "Home, Boss?"
I shook my head no and said "Desideris." His look of disapproval did not go unnoticed by me at all but I didn't give a fuck right now. I would never cheat on Camille, ever. I may be a murderer, gun runner, strip club owner, but I didn't fuck around on my woman, at least I didn't think I ever would. I stalked into the club and straight up to Barbie and demanded a bottle of bourbon be sent to my private table. She didn't question me but just raised her eyebrow at me and said "Sure thing, Boss."
Sitting at my table I knew I had come at the perfect time to see Angel dance and right on cue she came out wearing this see through black and pink lace bra and panty set and she had a hotline straight for my crotch. I was well on my way to getting soused and enjoying Angel's crotch undulating in my face. Deep down I knew what I was doing was wrong but somehow I justified it to myself because I was The Boss.
Beni had come over several times and tried to get me to knock it off but I was being belligerent and he knew when to just wash his hands of me and walk away. I enjoyed watching my other dancers and spent a lot of money on them tonight, probably close to five thousand dollars but what was money for if you couldn't spend it? Angel had been making her rounds on the floor this evening and had finally worked her way to around me; she straddled my lap and started grinding her hips against mine as she reached around and unhooked her bra and shoving my face into her chest.
Coming up for air and through my drunken haze I almost vomited when I saw Camille standing there looking like I had just ripped her heart out of her chest and stomped on it, which I did.
I watched her look at Dante and mouth "Please take me home" and she walked out of the club. Damn it! I had fucked up big time. Trying to remove Angel from my lap was a chore, she just didn't want to get off of me; I had given her false hope which was not my intention. Finally Beni had to come over and physically remove her and she went kicking and screaming about it.
Barbie's cold and hostile stare was not lost on me either. "I don't wanna hear about it" I slurred at her as Beni helped me out. I was even getting the cold shoulder from Carlo and Fino as well. I know, I'm an ass and I deserve whatever I get going forward.
I was expecting to be met at the door by a screaming Camille but it was deathly and strangely quiet.
I looked at Dante, who glared at me but said nothing except "She's inside." I stumbled in with the help of Beni and somehow made it up the stairs and to our bedroom, I threw open the door which hit and bounced off the wall. She wasn't in our bed so I managed to find my way into the bathroom and only one thing caught my eye and that was my necklace, my ring and a note on the counter.
I picked it up and squinting at the beautiful handwriting I sobered up quickly. Dominic, I have no idea what's been going on with you the last week but I have tried to keep my distance and not suffocate you, but you have done a terrific job of shutting me out. I will not insult your intelligence by saying I even understand what I saw tonight but rest assured if I see her anywhere near you again, much less her tits in your face, I will cut her.
When I took your necklace it was a pledge of my loyalty, which you are such a huge proponent of, to be your girlfriend and when I took your ring it was to show the world that there would never be anyone but you, ever. I hold my promises close to my heart and that is why I am still here. You need to re-evaluate and decide if I am what you really want. When you make your decision, whatever it may be, I will be here to talk. I really do love you, C I had succeeding in almost breaking her again.
I walked back downstairs to where Beni, Carlo, Dante and Fino were all standing in the kitchen glaring at me.
"Well?" Beni started. "Did you drive off our queen?" he asked. I handed him the note and watched him carefully read it. Beni looked at Dante.
"She still here?" he asked.
He nodded and added "She had me help her move to the guest room at the end of the hall. She doesn't want to be bothered right now. I had no idea anyone could cry that much" he said giving me a go-to-hell look.
Beni chuckled and said "It seems our little queen has a lot of Italian fire in her; she threatened to cut Angel!" he roared.
I just scowled at them and said "I'm so glad you all find this humorous. I fucked up and I don't know what to do here." They all stopped laughing when Carlo spoke up.
"You did fuck up Boss. She's one hundred percent the real thing and you.fucked.up. You better be prepared to do anything to get her back and I've warned you about Angel. Camille went in there thinking she could make friends with her, she's just too pure and innocent to know that you don't befriend a ho like Angel."
I knew he was right as I walked back upstairs, past our room and to the guest room at the end of the hall. I could hear her crying and I hated myself for what I had done. "I'm so sorry, Camille. I'll prove it to you, I promise" I said softly, turning around I headed back to my room for a shower and to try and sleep. It would not come easy as all I could hear was my girl crying.
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Dominic
RomanceDominic Valentine (pronounced Valen-teen) Giossi was the head of a very powerful Italian crime syndicate based in Little Italy...New York. At 30 years old he'd gained the respect of the family heads as well as the Russians and Greeks. He was fair...
