Page 327 of The Devil's Fire

“My love, your man is the Boss. We can do whatever the hell we want. If anyone has a problem with it, they can find themselves dead.” I said, planting small kisses around her neck, feeling her body shiver as I did so.

She let out a small chuckle as my lips trailed along her jaw until I caught her lips with mine. My hands went down and grabbed her ass with both hands. My length was getting hard and ready to be buried deep inside of her.

“Ahem.” Someone cleared their throat along with the sound of a knock on the door.

Althaia gasped, pushed me away, and quickly stood up. I inwardly groaned and looked to the door to see who dared to cockblock me.

It was my Nonna.

Althaia’s face turned as red as it could be, and she seemed like she wanted the ground to swallow her whole.

“You should consider closing the door before starting anything.” Nonna raised a brow at me, and I gave her a small shrug.

“I didn’t know you were the type who peeked.”

“Damiano!” Althaia scolded me, completely mortified, looking like she was about to faint. I couldn’t help but laugh at the whole situation; getting fucking caught by my Nonna at the age of thirty.

“I will pretend I didn’t hear that for your own sake.” She sent me a glare, and in return, I gave her a smug grin.

“I’m not here to lecture you, but to acknowledge your pain. It’s a unique pain to prepare your heart for a child that never comes.”

I stood still, not expecting her to say that. The emotions I had suppressed for so long started to surface. I glanced at Althaia, pulling her into me as her eyes glistened.

“Lord knows I’ve had my experience with it. It’s not something I wish anyone to go through. My dearest, both of you, know that your child is with our Lord in heaven, waiting to be reunited with you.” Nonna spoke gently.

I let out a breath. Something inside me felt strange. I wasn’t a big believer, but her words made me feel relieved in some way. Some sort of closure.

Althaia sniffed, wiping away the tears that made their way down her cheeks, but she was smiling.

“Thank you.” Her voice was filled with relief. Nonna gave her a warm smile and lightly caressed her cheek before looking at me.

“You both will do great when the time comes.” She patted my shoulder before turning to leave. For the first time, I was speechless. But one thing was for sure, I was feeling deep gratitude for her words.

“Oh, and just stay in the same room, for God’s sake. I am tired of you sneaking around to be with each other.” Nonna sighed tiredly. I shared a look with Althaia, whose eyes had gone wide before we both turned our attention to Nonna.

“You knew?” I asked, genuinely surprised. She scoffed and raised a brow.

“Of course, I knew! I know everything that happens under my roof.” She gave me a knowing look, making me slightly smirk. “Am I not the one who taught you to keep eyes and ears everywhere, hmm?” Nonna said in an amusing tone before leaving the room.

We both stared at her retreating form before Althaia let out a laugh, and I joined in.

My Nonna was truly an exceptional woman.

one hundred three

Damiano

Althaia drifted off to sleep on our way to the mansion at the vineyards to get some peace. As I parked the car, I gazed at her sleeping form in the passenger seat, smiling when her lips were slightly parted and let out a faint snore.

Gently cradling her in my arms, I carried her to the master bedroom and tucked her into bed before returning to my car. I drove off once a few of my men pulled up to make sure Althaia was going to sleep with no disturbance. While the mansion was a secure place, I wasn’t willing to take any chances.

My eyes landed on her phone that slipped out of her pocket. My brows furrowed at the thought of her phone being hacked after I had gotten rid of her necklace. Again, that shouldn’t have been possible when Raffaele made sure her phone should be safe. I grabbed it and turned it off. He would need to figure out what the fuck was happening.

I arrived in front of the large, white building where I typically held my business meetings in Italy. Taking a quick scan around, a few of my men who were outside, greeted me with a nod before I headed inside.

I walked through the double office doors and found everyone already present, including my father, as I was the last to arrive. At the other end of the table sat the Romanos family.

Taking a seat, I leaned back, raised a brow, and waited for them to begin the discussion.

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