Page 118 of Secret Baby for the Mafia Don
Dom's man spotting her seems too convenient.
But then again, the attacks have primarily targeted Antonio's businesses and my men.
Perhaps someone in the Monti organization is making a play for power, knowing Antonio's mental state is deteriorating.
Or worse, could I still have someone in my own ranks betraying me?
Roman did a good job of culling the men after discovering Salvatore’s deception last year.
I need to let Antonio know about this new potential threat.
I’m sure he’ll want to boost his security even without Roman coordinating with Frank.
His home is secure.
She could stay there and I could finally have my life back. But…
No. She stays with me.
Two hours later, the front door opens, and I'm on my feet heading to the foyer.
Gabriella walks in, cheeks flushed from the cold.
The sight of her steals my breath away.
"You're back," I say.
Her smile is bright. “I told you I would be back.” She tilts her head, studying me. “Is something wrong?”
I take her coat, using the moment to compose myself, to prepare to tell her she won’t be returning home any time soon, after all.
She won't like being told she can’t go home.
"We need to talk," I say, guiding her toward my office. "There's been a development."
"That sounds ominous." She follows me.
Inside my office, I pour her a glass of wine, buying time.
How do I tell her she's potentially marked for death?
That her involvement with Blackwood might have already leaked?
"You can't go back to your father's," I say, direct and firm. "It's not safe. You'll stay here until we identify our mole."
I brace for her protest, the inevitable push against my authority.
Instead, she takes the wine glass, a small smile playing at her lips.
"Look at you, getting all protective," she says, her tone light. "If I didn't know better, I'd think I was growing on you, Marco Calabresi."
The teasing catches me off guard. I expected anger and defiance. "This isn't a joke, Gabriella."
"I know." Her smile softens as she steps closer. "But you're cute when you're worried."
I have that shifting sensation in my chest again.
The one that feels like a tether growing tighter from me to her.
