Page 309 of The Devil's Fire

“Living up to your name again, Althaia, one who cares. You landed me yet another deal.” He winked with a smirk as he wrapped an arm around my waist.

“You’re giving me too much credit when this place speaks for itself.”

“Your idea is great. It will make his ass feel special.”

“I thought so. That’s why I said it would be a one-of-a-kind design only for him.” I snickered, and he looked amused.

“That’s my girl.” Damiano said proudly and kissed the top of my head, having me slightly blush at his words.

“I should probably get going now since you’re going to talk numbers.” I checked the time on the watch around his wrist.

“My mother is waiting for you. She will give me another earful if I keep you any longer. Luca and Giovanni are here to take you.” He said, just as I heard them pull up.

Damiano’s mother had been scolding him through the phone that he was keeping me all to himself. She then invited me to go out with her to shop since I still had to find a dress for Cara’s wedding.

“And this is yours from now on. It’s our shared account.” He added, pulling out a black card.

I immediately shook my head.

“No.”

“You can’t fight me on this one, baby.”

“I don’t like spending your money.”

Damiano let out a small sigh and cupped my face with his hand, squeezing my cheeks together as his face came closer to mine.

“We are married. You are my wife. It’s our money, understood?”

“Okay.” I gave in but had no intention of using it.

“If you don’t use it, there will be punishments.” He stated firmly. My brows went up, now intrigued. “I will make you run.”

“Diavolo!” I gasped, and the look on his face showed me he was serious about it. “Fine, I’ll use it.” I said in defeat, and he let out a satisfied smile.

“Good. I will see you later, Mrs. Bellavia.” Damiano whispered and placed a small kiss on my lips.

He opened the car door for me and gave my ass a playful smack before I slid inside. I shot him a mischievous wink before the car rolled.

“Jesus, and here I thought he couldn’t be more obsessed with you. Turns out I was wrong now that you’re married.” Giovanni commented.

“I honestly thought we would never see him get married.” Luca added.

“I still can’t believe we’re married.” I chuckled, loving that I now could call Damiano my husband; something I once feared wouldn’t happen.

I shifted to the middle of the backseat, poking my head out between the headrests with a teasing smile.

“So, what’s your excuse for not having proposed to Cecilia yet?” I asked Luca.

“Well, she made it clear she didn’t want to get married before we even started to date.”

“Oh, makes sense then.”

“But lately, she has been subtly talking about marriage, and I guess she has changed her mind.” He shrugged.

“You’re going to propose, then?” I asked excitedly.

“I have the ring ready.” He smiled and I let out a squeal of happiness for him.

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