Page 39 of Only In the Dark

After the funeral, everyone comes to the house and pay their respects to my mother and me. And while I have all of Carmine’s people here, I make a round to speak to each one individually to stay back so we can have a meeting.

I make my way to Geneva and bring her close to me, kissing the top of her head. “Don’t be nervous when I call you into the meeting. Okay?”

“Okay.”

“Show your superiority.”

She nods and offers a tight smile.

When everyone else started filtering out, I pulled my mom aside. “When Carmine men are the only ones left, bring them to the office.” She nods in response.

I am no stranger to taking over the business. I had my own shit I was doing, and I never tried to step on anyone’s toes. But filling a much bigger role, I can’t say I wasn’t nervous.

In the office, I sat behind the desk and got comfortable in the chair, and the guys started filtering in.

“What is this meeting about, Dom?” Ricardo, dad’s right-hand man asks.

“Have a seat, gentlemen,” I motioned for the them. I clasp my hands together in a praying form and get down to business.

“I wanted to bring you all here to bring it to your attention that I will be taking over Carmine’s operation. I know you guys are old-school, so we will have to work together to keep everything going as normal. That being said, we would like to add an addition to protect the families, and there won’t be any bloodshed.”

“What do you mean families?”

I pressed the speaker button on the phone for Geneva to come in. And when she opened the door, she held her head high and came over to stand beside me.

“Gentlemen, this is Geneva Castle, formally known as Fallone.”

The men were shocked and began talking among themselves. I stood from the chair and roared. “Gentlemen!”

Once the attention was back on me, I continued speaking. “If this is something you cannot work with, you are free to go. I won’t stop you. If you stay, I expect the same loyalty you gave my father.” I hated referencing him to that, but this was for them to get the hint.

Chapter Nineteen

GENEVA

When Dom was speaking in the office, to his step-dad’s men, he commanded the room. And for the most part, I could tell they respected him. But I wasn’t stupid, this could easily backfire and put a target on his back.

“Geneva and I, the Fallones’ and the LaRoccas’ will be one alliance. This is better for everyone.”

Dom retrieves a knife from his suit pocket and extends the knife-blade. I hold my hand out flat as he runs the blade along my skin, and he does the same on his hand. We shake hands, now we have a blood bond, and it is the most sacred bond that can never be torn apart.

This was a pact made the minute Carmine was being put into the ground. When Dom approached my father about both families becoming one alliance, and after some serious discussion, my father gave Dom his blessing. It made sense. And sense I was smack dab in the middle of this, my father insisted on passing some of his duties onto me, and I was floored by the gesture. It’s nothing crazy, but it’s something. Dom insisted he will teach me everything he knows so we can fully be in this together.

“That’ll be all, gentlemen,” Dom says as he buttons his suit jacket.

Surprisingly, after they shake Dom’s hand, they shake mine as well. Another meeting is scheduled for a few weeks ahead, one my father can attend, which he had to inform his own men about this.

It was just me and Dom in the office now, and when I catch his gaze, I can see the heated look in his eyes and that wicked smile he gives. While sitting down, he reaches for me. “Come here, my Queen.”

He pulls me onto his lap, and when I rub on his hardness, it sends shivers down my spine. With a hand on the back of my neck, he brings my head forward and kisses me deep and heavy. The demand from him is noticeable as he is not patient. Sliding his tongue along the seam of my lips, he pulls on my bottom lip with his teeth, coaxing a moan from me. My black dress is raised over my head, and I sit naked on him. We continue kissing while he caresses my boobs, and running his thumb over my nipples.

He takes one boob into his mouth, and it causes my head to tilt back as I grind on his cock that is aching for relief.

He stands with me still attached to him, and with one hand, he clears the desk and lays me down.

“Undo my belt,” he says with ragged breath.

I unclip his belt and pull it through the loops. He continues breathing heavy and edges my hand over his thick hardness, and I rush to undo his pants. His cock springs free. When he yanks my hand up to his face, his tongue sticks out, and he licks my blood-soaked palm like a fiend.

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