James.I didn't know what was on Becca's mind, but I knew it would be of no help to the family. We needed stability right now. She could argue all she wanted about how me being the Don didn't offer that, but what was I to do? It was my responsibility, and here I was. It wasn't like I was trying to seal Alessandro's fate where he would end up in my shoes. I was actively looking for solutions, which were more viable than her idea. A charity in Guatemala. What had gotten into her? I wasn't sure, to be honest, but it made little to no sense. We'd need to adapt to an entirely new place. I hadn't been in Italy my entire life, granted, but it wasn't completely different from the United States. Guatemala? It would definitely be culture shock and inconvenient to adapt to. Plus, how was I going to rise to power again with a new business? Would anyone even hear of me in that area? Becca did mention a charity component, which was interesting. But how much of a diffe
Allegra.Mentally recovering from what happened with that heartbreak had been a lot, but I was coping well enough. At the moment, I was laying down on the couch, trying not to burst into tears again. 'Well enough' being relative, of course. On the bright side, I had a runway show soon. I was adapting very well to the new place, and the people here were very kind. I thought about the boss and how he was very accommodating to people in general.Now that I was settling down and had hopes for the future, maybe I could look into therapy. With my new position, my health costs would be covered by insurance, and it may be healthy for me. I needed to let Layla go, but it was so difficult. That question hung in my mind like a tick to a dog. 'Do you think Layla has any regrets?' I had asked Neal that, and he had denied that it mattered. Really, he was right. It shouldn't. Things had gone horribly with the Michaelsons, but they could have gone much worse. Layla surely knew
Becca.I wished James's words on finding someone else to be the Don were more reassuring. Giovani, based on how he spoke, sounded promising, sure. But I still wanted to get out of here. The more I thought about the charity idea, the more I knew we should do it. Staring at the kettle of tea on the stove, I let out a soft sigh and reached up to rub at my temples. I really hoped James would listen to me. Hopefully, my research and gathering of pictures would actually help my case so he'd begin to see my point.He was being so stubborn and just didn't understand. No doubt, even if he did find Giovanni as a good successor, the problems would continue while we stayed here. That wasn't the only reason why I wanted to go to Guatemala anymore, though. When the kettle began to whistle, I took it off of the stove and poured myself a cup of tea. Then, I began walking toward the nursery, wanting to visit the kids. I entered the room, smiling at the squeals of joy tha
James.Today was the day. All of our plans were going to come down to right here, right now, and Ronaldo would pay for stabbing me in the back once and for all. I was hoping we could send the authorities to arrest him, but I knew he had a mixture of money for bribes.The heat was off me, given the tapes, but he was still at large and thirsty for blood. My blood, something he wouldn't get. I stood in the bathroom, spraying myself with cologne and getting into my suit for the occasion.I looked as though I was attending a funeral. Hopefully, that would be the case, if it came down to it. I had no qualms about killing that bastard, given what he'd been putting us through. I could be a bit cold-hearted, which would pay off for my family now.Exiting the bathroom, I ran into Becca on the way out. We'd had sex the night before, several times over, after I caved into her idea just a little bit. Perhaps my heart wasn't completely cold on the idea, but I still didn't think the
Neal.My targets would clear things up for myself, Becca, James, and Allegra. Despite what happened between myself and Becca, I never would think she deserved to be the target of Sergei's son, Mikhail. The Russian mob would be rendered useless. I'd make sure of it. That, on top of the Michaelson brothers, the bastards who were after me. I stared at my phone, reading the messages coming in at rapid fire from the people on my side for this case. It was all coming down to this. My spy work would be of great help here. With my help, my allies infiltrated them properly, and it was all about pulling the trigger. I had backup plans for when things inevitably went wrong. At the moment, I was on the phone with Allegra. Incidentally, they were in Italy right now, just like I was. The whole infestation was here, ripe for the taking. It was convenient Becca and James were here right along with Allegra because that made all of the roaches gather in one area, hoping for food.
Becca."Oh James, I'm so glad it all worked out," I said after hearing about the encounter with Ronaldo and the Russian mob. Neal had come through for us in the end, as well, since Mikhail was now taken out. I think we all had some breathing room now. James gave me a smile, swooping me into his arms and giving me a gentle kiss on the lips. I let myself get lost in it for a moment as I sat there in his arms. We were on the couch right now after having discussed the entire situation. "Took a lot of planning and resources, but yes, all of our plans came through seamlessly. The greed and oversight of our enemies certainly helped in this case, though," James replied. He let out a sigh of relief, his body language relaxed and his general demeanor became a happy one. "You said you had plans for us tonight?" I asked, not bothering to hide my excitement. Sophia was in the other room, playing with the kids. I'd spent many hours with them today and was happy to have a break!
Beca.Trembling, I sat on the couch with a glass of water in my hand, staring into it. James's hand was on my shoulder in a reassuring manner, but I didn't find myself calming down at all. A choked sob emitted from the pit of my chest, and I took several deep breaths. "Becca," James said softly. "We can get through this, too. She is unhinged and out of it. There's no way she can accomplish much like that. I doubt she will listen to me regarding leaving me alone, but this isn't anything we can't handle.""We just got through several other problems, James!" I said, reaching up and wiping away my tears. They streamed down my cheeks, not stopping, as my chest clenched and my stomach began to hurt horribly. "We did," James said calmly, pulling me into his lap and holding me there. I turned and began to cry into his chest, shaking. After everything that had been happening lately, we'd come closer than ever, but he still couldn't solve everything magically. "And now t
Becca."Oh, Becca, trust me, she's a doll, she's wonderful," Sophia said to me, giving me a bright smile. At the moment, we were sitting at a diner, sipping coffee and discussing things. There was dim lighting above us, not that they needed to be any brighter given the sun was out. James was taking a day to spend with the kids while Sophia and I went out shopping and discussing her new find. Last night had been a wonderful distraction from Allison, but she was admittedly on the back of my mind at all times now. I refocused, looking at Sophia with a careful smile. "That's good," I said, thinking things through. She was telling me about a lady she'd met at the market months ago and became friends with. Unfortunately, Sophia's break had to end soon, and she'd need to go back to running her business.I'd need to make a decision, but after the last two problems, particularly Layla, I was having a hard time caving to the idea of a new nanny. I said, "You have a good sense