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“So, how does West Shores play into it?” Harris, a man from my father’s day of rule questioned as his young son watched on, soaking up all the knowledge he could from his first meal with the Don.
“West Shores geographically is closest to the Rosetti home estate, and where most of Emilio’s resources are housed. His money, his men, his women, and most recently-,” I let my voice die off and looked at Luca.
“His weapons,” He hissed. “Fucking prick, I knew those fucking crates weren’t being traded out of the district. Fucking drug smuggling cartels.” He spit with malice.
Weeks ago I’d been informed of movement within my districts. Movement of weapons and money too large to belong to anyone besides myself or someone like Rosetti. It took far longer than it should have, but I was able to trace them back to my new father-in-law and sat on the information until the opportunity presented itself to formulate a plan, given that my wedding was nearing.
I got the opportunity that I needed, when I met with Carmine.
“Emilio is planning something. Something big.” I addressed the crowd, “I’d be a total worthless fuck not to notice the way he schemed and relied on his daughter’s marriage to me to come to fruition for me to believe it doesn’t affect me somehow.”
“So, what’s the plan?” Harris leaned forward staring directly at me.
Out of everyone in the room, he was the most bloodthirsty, always ready for the marching order to make someone hurt and I could see the same excitement burning in his son’s eyes as he looked from his father to me.
“I plan to use Carmine to get those weapons and any more smuggled in as well as the money being paid to the cartel to bring them into my territory without my approval. Then I’m going to destroy him, exposing him to our allies as the traitorous rat he’s turned out to be. Lastly, I’ll dethrone him. In his place, Carmine will take the lead of the Rosetti family businesses, who has already proven to be far more like-minded to me than his father.”
“And your wife?” Harris’s son questioned boldly, stepping far enough out of place that my father would have had him beaten for it, but I didn’t need to use my fists to align my soldiers.
I used my cunningness, “My wife is essentially only here to serve one purpose. Give me sons. Above that, her happiness or loyalty does not interest me. If she has a problem with me killing her father, too bad. But I don’t anticipate her being a problem.”
“How are you planning on ensuring that?” Leo questioned, “Women like your wife are the ones to watch the closest in my personal opinion. She’s the type of woman who would gladly run a knife along your throat in your sleep for the pure joy of saying she bested someone that got the up on her first. And if I know you at all, you’ve gotten the better of her at least a few times already. Do you not fear having her so close without having her loyalty first?”
“My need for sons, children of any gender,” I corrected, “far outweighs most of my other problems currently. And I’ve already seen to starting that process, and once she is pregnant and attached to the baby, she won’t jeopardize their safety or happiness. Not even for her brother.”
“You plan to use your own child against their mother to keep her in line?” Harris asked surprised, with a hint of approval in his eyes.
“You act like that hasn’t been the way of every Don in the history of the Cosa Nostra. I’ll do whatever is necessary to get what I want, and what I want most is to eradicate Emilio Rosetti and as much of his tainted bloodline from this earth as possible. Using my wife or our unborn child that she will soon carry in her womb against him is just one of the ways I will do that.”
I stared the old-timebutton mandown, showing him that I didn’t care if he made his name for himself through hits and bloodshed ordered by my father or not.
I was the fucking Don.
I fucking dared him to question me again after tonight.
He stood up and nodded to me with respect, “I’m so looking forward to seeing your rule flourish, Capa.” He bowed his head and gave me his hand, allowing me the respect due to me.
“Very well.” I looked to the other captains in the room and watched as each and every one gave their allegiance until the entire room stood and pledged their newly vowed loyalty to me and my way of ruling.
Chapter 9 – Arianna
Nico’sfetishtodressme was quickly becoming a huge turn-on for me.
Which was scary.
After being told what to wear and how to act my entire life, I would have thought that the idea of letting someone dictate things like my wardrobe even as a married woman would irritate me. Yet, with him, the way he did it, left me feeling… excited.
Filled with anticipation, if you will.
I ran my fingers over the red satin laid out on the island in the master closet and smiled to myself knowing it wasn’t just a turn-on for me. It was an aphrodisiac to my husband as well. Which made no sense if he was resolved to hating me. Yet sometimes, when it was just the two of us, I could almost pretend he didn’t actually hate me like he said.
Therefore, I’d have to acknowledge that maybe I didn’t actually hate him either, which I wasn’t ready to do.
I slid the lace dress off my body that he picked out for me, and began putting the cool ruby-red fabric of the lingerie over my heated skin.
I looked in the floor-length mirror and turned to admire the piece. A halter neck tied the piece with black lace before smooth satin draped down over my breasts in a v-cut that went straight to my waistline where it split and wrapped around my legs and ass leaving the crotch completely bare and exposed. Of course, there were no other panties laid out for me to wear.
Dirty, old man.
