Giovani.The wedding was wonderful, but I knew our troubles were not over. As much as I adored the happiness of James, I couldn't let my guard down. These people were relentless, as had been made pretty clear by the poisoned cake. According to my men, there was a gathering outside of the wedding hall. I couldn't have this interrupt James on his special night. Not to mention, kids were involved. I would sooner die by a bullet to my chest than have any of them get hurt. This was my job, mine and my men's. James being the Don of our family was irrelevant. My heart pounded in excitement as I stared toward the woods that surrounded the wedding venue. My intelligence told me that they were going to try and end James once and for all. Yeah. That was not happening. I chuckled at the thought that they thought they could win this. They were sloppy, leaking information left and right. Negligence? Rage? Didn't matter. They had a vendetta against James and Becca, and th
Allegra.Apparently, Neal had been on his way to visit Becca. I had warned him that he shouldn't do that, though he never listened to me. I had been worried for a while that he would pester Becca beyond just making sure she was happy. That plan had been shattered by a new guy he'd met. I wondered what changed but figured he would tell me about it. Now, he was on his way over to tell me all about it.My stomach lurched at the fact that he would see Layla here, however. She wasn't too bothered, or at least, didn't show it. I could tell there was a little bit of nervousness there, given all that had happened. A few weeks had passed since I'd gotten with Layla, and we were beyond happy together still. She sat at the table as I approached, giving her a smile and setting up some tea. I'd serve lunch for my brother when he got here, too. Before all of this had happened, I'd had a staff to take care of that sort of thing, but now, I was kind of liking taking care of myself.
Becca.The wedding had gone so well, and I was beyond thrilled. It was the day after, and at the moment, I was eating a hearty breakfast and thinking about the wonderful time I had. We had to plan for a honeymoon! I couldn't wait to talk to James about that.Madeline entered the room, humming a tune and giving me a huge smile. "Becca!" she exclaimed. "You were so beautiful at your wedding. I am so happy to have been there, thanks for having me. The kids had a ball, too!" "I noticed!" I said, beaming right back at her. "Thank you so much for helping to watch them during the wedding. I'm really glad they weren't too much trouble. I was so happy to have our family there." "They were angels!" Madeline exclaimed, taking a seat in front of me and helping herself to a plate of eggs as well. There was whistling from the kitchen, which prompted me to get up and set ourselves up with some tea. I brought in a cup for Madeline as well.I sat down, taking a sip of tea, an
James.Still feeling beyond happy about the news of the baby still being healthy, I walked over to the fridge to get myself a quick snack before meeting with Giovani. Becca was dripping with joy, which made me relieved, to say the least. She had no idea what was going on in the background, and I didn't want her to, either. She shouldn't suffer the stress of anything anymore. My wife was looking forward to a wonderful life with our expanding family, and I wouldn't let worry settle in her mind. At least, despite the stress on my end, we were going to have our honeymoon soon. The kids were happy, and that's all I could ask for. Speaking of which, I stopped into the nursery for a visit before heading off to discuss things with my cousin. Alessandro was playing around with a few cars and stuffed animals. Dahlia sat in front of him, doing the same, making happy cooing noises threaded in with a few words. When they saw me, they let out squeals of happiness and hobbled o
Neal.A few weeks had passed since I met Mariano, and the strong sense of attraction I had to both his looks and personality had not faded. In fact, we were hitting it off even harder now, and I couldn't be happier. Thankfully, I was brave enough to call Becca and say I wanted to visit as a friend. I meant it this time. There was no ulterior motive, not that there had been one, to begin with. She may have been stuck in my head a little, but that wasn't an issue anymore. After some hesitation, she agreed to see me. Likely because I wanted to introduce her to Mariano, which put her at ease for me not actually being after her anymore. I accepted that she was with James. Mariano and I were sharing lunch before heading out. I gazed into his eyes, my own full of adoration for the man. "We're really hitting it off, aren't we?" I chuckled, breaking the silence that had formed between us as we ate sandwiches. Mariano winked, saying, "I think we are, yes. I am thrill
James."This is going to be such a wonderful trip, James!" Becca exclaimed, wrapping her arms around me. I smiled, returning the hug and holding her close. When she pulled away, I gave her a tender kiss.At the moment, we were sitting in the living room of the compound with a laptop open on the table showing all the activities we could do in Seychelles. The pictures of beautiful, pristine beaches with shining sand and deep blue water got me excited, too."I think we should see the tortoises and dolphins," Becca said, giving a smile. "The kids are going to love those pictures. Someday, we need to take them with us, to a kid-friendly area." No doubt she would be paying attention to that during our honeymoon. "That is an excellent idea, my love," I said to her, giving her another squeeze. We exchanged another kiss as she continued to scroll through the pictures and destinations. Thankfully, the trip was taken care of flight-wise and hotel-wise. Having money was
Becca.This was it. The perfect honeymoon, the one where James and I would have the time of our lives. I was thrilled, my heart singing even as I looked out the window of the airplane we were taking. With the money I had, we were able to charter a private jet. Even after all these months, I'd never completely gotten used to always being able to afford the best of everything. The staff was very kind, including the flight attendants who catered to our every need. Our money came with a lot of advantages. I tried not to think about that too much, though. It made me feel guilty.Rather, when my worries became too heavy, I reminded myself of the charity that I was starting off. I realized I couldn't physically go to Guatemala, but with my wealth, I reached out to locals for the best ways to run a charity for kids there. The representative I spoke with had been wonderfully helpful, and it made me beyond happy that I could still help while not being there. I had decided I
James. "Look at how wonderful and huge they are, James!" Becca exclaimed, causing me to smile. It was the day after our first engagement on the beach, and I was happy to relax. At the moment, we were looking at some giant tortoises with a deep sense of awe.She was right; they were the size of side tables. A guide handed Becca some lettuce, which she held out to the tortoise. She squealed with delight as the animal took a leaf from her and began munching, causing my smile to widen even further. I was so happy to be able to relax. Security had reported nothing odd happening, and they seemed to be having a ball as well. I was relieved, though I shouldn't have expected anything bad to happen. Not like the Cartwrights tracked our every move. At least, I hoped not. I shook that thought out of my mind as Becca continued to give a ton of attention to the tortoises. One of the security men walked over with a camera in his hand, beaming at us. "Let's get some pictures of