Page 155 of King of Obsession

Emotion clogged my throat. ‘I can’t believe you came. All of you.’

‘You’re family.’ Lorenzo added, kissing my cheek. ‘And famiglia stays united, no matter what.’

The fear I’d tagged in Don Caputo’s eyes had made me realize my man was a major badass, and so was his kin, givenhow the head mafioso had reacted to them.

Alessio’s older sibling was a charmer, yet underneath his sophistication lay a sinister spirit that few would dare cross.

As for my man, he exuded a raw and powerful energy, like a force of nature that could not be tamed.

Hell, they’d driven off the mafia kingpin together.

I realized then that they were a formidable clan, and I was awed by their power and dominance, unwavering and unapologetic gaze.

Like a pack of wild wolves, his family was fierce regarding each other, their bond tight and unbreakable.

I never imagined I’d have this kind of support.

Not after losing so much, so young, born of a mother and father who had manipulated me and never stepped up for me.

Apart from my grandparents, I had never been shown love, and witnessing Alessio’s brothers and friends rally to his side, our side, filled me with deep gratitude.

We drove back to my cabin, which was still worse for wear from the Contis’ last incursion.

While I changed and fed Mauri and the crew, they cleaned up the aftermath.

Lorenzo and Alessio went into town and chatted with the local cops.

In time, my man and Lorenzo returned with tired smiles.

‘The cops listened, persuaded by my Australian Federal Police connection, a badass mofo called Saint Tahana, that the showdown, while firmly in the gray from an ethics perspective, had aided the fight against crime. They were happy to let the Conti problem go away forever,’ Lorenzo announced, stepping into my cabin and sinking into my couch.

‘They’re well pleased the Contis are gone and won’t terrorize the community anymore,’ Alessio rasped into my hair when he tugged me close.

I raised a brow in disbelief.

‘The Contis were on the AFP wanted list for a long time. We did them a favor.’

‘The Caputos?’

‘We left out our business with them, affording the Don his peace.’

Alessio convinced me to leave the farm, even if just for a while.

‘The place is a wreck—walls splintered, windows shattered, the cabin is not holding together,’ he exhaled into my neck.

‘It looks like a battlefield. We can’t stay here. It’s not much of a home anymore.

‘Let’s regroup,’ he said, his voice firm yet gentle.

‘Where to?’ I asked, pressing my lips to his.

He took my mouth in a blistering kiss.

When he finally lifted off me, he breathed. ‘Sydney, where we can rest and shake this whole thing off.’

He didn’t just suggest it; he promised it, swearing he’d leave two of his men behind to guard the property and ensure the safety of my belongings.

I gave in eventually, unwilling to be surrounded by the reminder of Franco’s wrath and how much he’d wanted todestroy my life, to own me.

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