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“Language,” a mother hisses as she shoots Damiano a glare.
His features quickly settle into a ruthless expression as his dark gaze flicks to her, and she quickly grabs her children's hands and hurries to the next room.
I close the distance to Damiano and shake my head at him. “My scary mafioso.” I give him a serious look. “Are you happy?”
“Of course.” His features soften as he brushes his knuckles over my cheek. “Why do you ask?”
I poke my finger at his chest. “Then smile before they kick us out.”
The corners of his mouth lift as he mutters, “The things I do for you.”
“It’s because you love me,” I chuckle.
I take his hand and weave our fingers together before we continue to walk from one room to the next.
When we leave the aquarium, we head to the market, where we saunter from stall to stall until it’s time for lunch.
Once we’re back at the hotel and seated at a table, I read the menu to Mamma so she can decide what she’d like to eat.
“I’ll have salmon sushi,” Mamma says. “And a glass of white wine.”
I glance over the menu again. “I’ll have the wagyu beef tacos and zucchini tempura.”
“And to drink?” the waiter asks.
“Just a Coke with lemon and ice, please.”
While everyone else places their orders, I glance out the windows at the beautiful view of nature and the waterway around the island where our rooms are.
Damiano takes hold of my hand and sets it down on his thigh while brushing his thumb over my wedding and engagement rings.
When I glance at him, a soft smile curves his lips, and seeing the loving expression on his face, my heart swoons.
He’s trying so hard to be less brutal on our vacation.
I lean closer to him and press a kiss to his mouth. “Thank you.”
“Anything for you, amore mia.”
When I pull back, I stare deep into his dark eyes, thinking how lucky I am to be his wife.
Out of everyone, my god of vengeance chose me.
Tilting his head, he asks, “What are you thinking about?”
“That I’m the luckiest woman alive.”
The corner of his mouth lifts. “Not half as lucky as I am.”
I give him a tender kiss, then whisper, “Ti amo, il mio re.”
Epilogue
Damiano
(Twenty-two years later…)
Walking out onto the veranda, I glance at the lake before my eyes drift over my guests.
