An angry-looking Dom fills the doorframe. His eyes flash to mine before sliding to Joseph, and the gun in his hand pointed at me.
"What the fuck are you doing, Joseph? Put the gun down before you do something stupid."
"Sorry, we can't be as perfect as you, Dom. But you know what? You're too weak to lead our family. I should have been the one to replace our grandfather after he died, not you." Joseph starts to pace, his hand holding the gun, jerking from side to side. "Nick should have died in that fire. Hell, the hitman I hired couldn't even finish the job when he was in the hospital."
Dom's eyes flare, "It was you? You tried to kill Nick?"
"Of course, it was me. You've gone soft. All the mob families were getting ready to align with the truce you were proposing. I had to do something to destroy you. And the only thing that would ever destroy a man like you would be hurting the people you love." Joseph shifts his eyes in disgust in my direction.
Dom takes the opening and throws his body at Joseph, knocking him to the ground, but not before the gun goes off.
"Dom!" I cry and race to where they are both lying on the floor. Joseph's eyes are closed, and his head is rolled to the side. Dom coughs and opens his eyes; rolling to his side, he pulls the extension cord out of the outlet and ties up Joseph's unconscious body before turning to me.
"I'm fine, little one, but you are in trouble for leaving me."
"I love you!" I throw my arms around Dom, kissing every inch of his face before landing on his mouth.
He breaks the kiss and whispers against my lips, "I love you too, but you're still going to get punished."
Epilogue
Ten Years Later-Dom
"Are you a Pleasure Dom?" A beautiful blonde woman wearing a pink dress asks.
"Yes, I am Dom," I repeat the exact words I said to her the first night we met right here at Joseph's sex club ten years ago.
Except now it is our sex club. I co-own the club with my brother Nick. It's one of the many legal businesses Nick and I own now that we have stepped away from the illegal businesses from our past. This club is not the usual sex club. This one is exclusively for people in loving and committed relationships, whatever that means to them, who can live out their sexual fantasies safely.
We have other sex clubs throughout the country, but this is still our most popular. Thanks to Belle and Claire, the previously dark and depressing interior is now sleek and sexy, giving it an air of respectability and class.
“Okay, good. I reserved us a room.” Belle takes my hand and leads me through the door to our special room, designed and used only by us.
That's the beauty of our club: you can either use the regular customer rooms or purchase a VIP membership and have exclusive use and design of your own room.
Our lives have been quiet since Joseph and Jessica were convicted and sent to prison for their role in the arson of the building and kidnapping of Belle.
Now, our lives are filled with Little League and gymnastics classes for our five children.
"What do you want me to do to you, little one?"
"I'm glad you asked," Belle pulls a piece of paper from the top of her dress, "I made a list of everything I want to do to you and everything I want you to do to me."
I take the list from her hand and look it over, curious to see what she has listed. My little one has gotten very adventurous in our time together. "I didn’t realize you were such a naughty girl.” I tap my finger to my chin, “Where to begin.”