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Luca's hand curved around the back of my head and then fisted in my hair. "You were the only thing that kept me going, Nico. If I hadn't had to keep my promise to come back for you, I doubt I would have. I would have died in that place."
I could see the pain in his eyes and I hated it. I would give anything for him not to have suffered through that, but he was right. We couldn't change the past.
I smiled at him, letting him see the promise in my eyes even as I spoke the words. "I'm going to make you so happy, you’ll forget every second in that prison."
"Just having you here with me now is worth everything I went through."
I wasn't sure that was true, but I was glad he thought so.
"So, tell me about my new home."
Luca finally smiled as he began telling me about the villa he owned in Palermo, Italy. No matter how well he described the massive estate, I couldn't picture it in my head.
I also couldn't wait to see it.
"You do realize that you will be the spouse of the mafia don, right?"
I squinted. "I have no idea what that means."
Luca chuckled, his amusement clear. His eyes were even dancing with delight. "It means that I am in charge of the family. You are in charge of our home."
"Yeah, still clueless."
"It's your home. You get to decide what happens in it." Luca frowned. "Except my office. That's all mine. But the rest of the house is yours to do what you want with it."
"What would I do with it?"
Luca chuckled again. "Whatever you want, baby. You're in charge of it. You can redecorate if you want, change anything you want. You're in charge of the servants, the house, all of it."
"Wait." I lifted my head. "I'm in charge of the servants?"
Luca gave me a resounding "Yep."
"But..." I knew nothing about running a household.
"Don't worry, cuore mio. We have a fulltime housekeeper who pretty much runs the place for us. Plus, my grandparents are around so they can help out if you have any issues."
I felt my blood run cold. "Your...your grandparents?"
They probably hated me.
"My parents still live in New York, but my grandparents live in Palermo. My grandfather was the head of the family before he stepped down. They could have gone anywhere for their retirement, but Grandmother didn't want to leave Palermo."
"Do they know about me?"
Luca's smile was warm and loving, the brush of his hand on my face even more so. "They do, cuore mio. They've always known about you."
I wasn't sure if that was good or bad.
"Not to worry, Nico, they are in full support of me bringing you home. They are looking forward to meeting you."
"But, I've met your grandparents back when we were kids. They came to visit one summer, remember?"
Luca frowned. "When?"
"I think I was about ten or something, so you must have been fifteen?"
"Oh yeah." A smile spread across Luca's face. "I remember that."
