Page 89 of Omega's Vengeance

He frowns. “You need to eat more. You’re the only omega I know who’s thinner now than before he was pregnant. Nico is always complaining he has an five extra pounds on him.”

“Nico just had two kids. I’ve only had one.” I avoid his gaze and take a bite of my food.

“You’re too thin.”

“And you worry too much.”

Dario watches me, not touching his food.

I glance up. “Why aren’t you eating?”

“Did you choose a live in nanny yet?” he asks gruffly. “I gave you six candidates two weeks ago.”

“I will.” I swallow my food with some difficulty. My throat always tenses at the idea of having a nanny. I wanted one at first, but now, I worry about handing Baby Joesph over to a stranger.

“Alessio,” he rumbles. “You can’t keep on the way it is. You don’t get enough sleep. You’re running yourself ragged with the baby and work. Should I take some more nights with the baby?”

I sigh. “No. Then you’ll just be dragging all the time.”

“Well, something has to change.” He knits his brows, looking worried. “I overheard Valentino arguing with Paolo today. He wants Paolo to get more involved with the family business. What would you think of him helping you with the ports? Paolo is bright. I think he could take some of the strain off of you, once he understands things. What do you think?”

“Valentino did mention he wanted me to train Paolo on a few things. I have no objection to him helping me with the ports. I wouldn’t mind working with him. I like Paolo.”

“Yes,” Dario narrows his eyes. “I know.”

“I laugh. “I mean as a friend. You know I adore you.”

“Well, I am an amazing alpha.” He smirks. “How could you not?”

I force myself to take another bite of food, if only to please Dario. “I’ve actually narrowed down the nanny candidates to two people.”

“Have you?” Dario looks pleased. “I’m happy to hear it.”

I eat some more lasagna and then set my fork down. “You won’t think I’m a failure, right?”

He squints at me. “In what way?”

“If I need help.” My face is warm as I hold his gaze. “An omega is supposed to take care of the offspring.”

“That’s antiquated thinking. Some omegas prefer to work these days.” Dario shrugs. “An omega can be anything they want to be. At least, my omega can be.”

I smile. I can’t help it. “You’re so much more enlightened than I ever expected.”

Dario seems to beam under my praise. “I am, aren’t I?”

My smile fades. “I still worry you’ll think I’m failing at my duties. Nico doesn’t have a nanny and he has two babies.”

“Nico isn’t running a syndicate and he has Marie to help him. Have you forgotten he has a live in babysitter with her?”

“I guess that’s true.”

“Trust me, Nico also makes Valentino pitch in too. Valentino tried to get out of changing dirty diapers and Nico would have none of it.” Dario grins. “It’s fun watching Nico boss Valentino around sometimes. He’s the only one, besides Marie, who can get Valentino to do stuff he doesn’t want to do.”

“Valentino does seem to live in fear of disappointing Nico,” I murmur.

Dario leans toward me, the candles reflecting in his dark eyes. “A good alpha always worries about whether or not his omega is pleased. If our omega is unhappy, we’ve failed at our job.”

My stomach warms. “You always make me happy.”

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