Page 75 of Sexting the Don

"Why now?" I ask, my eyes lifting from the paper to meet his.

Garadino's expression is unreadable. "You and I both know you don't need the money. You've already got enough legitimate ventures keeping your reserves full." His eyes look to the skyline, then back at me. "But with a baby on the way and a new family, I thought this might be the perfect time for you to consider a more peaceful lifestyle."

I weigh his words, the offer in my hand feeling heavier than the paper it's printed on. It's a golden parachute, a way out of the life that's defined me for so long.

"And if I refuse?" My tone is noncommittal, probing.

Garadino shrugs slightly. "Then you refuse. But consider the timing, Enzo. You're about to be a father. Isn't it time to think about what kind of world you want your child growing up in?"

The question hangs between us, loaded with implications. The night air suddenly feels cooler as I ponder the path he's laying out for me. It's tempting and becoming even more so every second I think about Mandy and our child.

"The transition will be smooth and discreet. Most families in the city are looking for peace and unity. Bringing our forces together could usher in a new era, Enzo."

He gives a thoughtful pause. "And I’ll even sweeten the deal for you. Should you ever miss the action, you'll have a standing invitation to buy back in for a seat at the table."

I allow his words to sink in, the gravity of the decision weighing on me, Mandy, and our unborn child at the top of my mind. I tuck the paper he handed me into my pocket, it’s weight signifying so many things.

"I’ll need some time to think it over," I tell him.

Garadino nods, his expression understanding yet perceptive. "Of course. Take your time, but not too much," he says, his voice carrying a hint of urgency.

He extends his hand in a parting gesture. "Congratulations again, Enzo. I’ll be waiting for your answer." His handshake is firm, the undercurrent of power undeniable.

Crossing the rooftop, I make my way back down to Mandy, the proposal echoing in my mind.

I pause at the doorway when I reach her room, gathering my thoughts before I see her again. Inside, she’s resting, the sight of her pulling me back from the life-altering meeting I just had.

I step into the room quietly, my eyes settling on her peaceful form. The soft beep of her heart monitor fills the room.

"Hey," I whisper, sitting beside her bed. She stirs slightly, her eyes fluttering open.

"Enzo?" Her voice is weak but filled with warmth.

"Hey, beautiful. How are you feeling?" I ask, squeezing her hand gently.

She manages a small smile. "Better, now that you're here. What was that about? You rushed out."

I sigh, deciding how much to tell her. "It was Garadino. He made an offer for peace and stability. Something that could change things for us for the better. It’s tempting, especially now with the baby."

Mandy’s eyes widen slightly. "A big decision."

"Yeah, it is. But any decision I make from here on out is going to be with you and our future in mind. Nothing else matters."

Chapter 35

Mandy

The moment Enzo walked back into my hospital room, a surge of relief washed over me. His presence is always like a balm, easing the raw edges of my nerves.

"How are you holding up?" he asks gently, his eyes scanning my face for signs of distress.

I force a smile, but my voice betrays the bitterness I feel.

"It's weird. I should be devastated about Jimmy, but I’m not. All I feel is relief."

Florence gives us a knowing smile. "I'll leave you two to talk," she says, and with a soft pat on my arm, she exits the room, closing the door behind her.

As soon as we're alone, Enzo's expression turns solemn. He drops to one knee beside my bed, taking my hand in his.

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