All Chapters of MAFIA'S DOMINANT LOVE: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Alyssa Russo POV“Cool,” Anne smiles.Alessandro opens the book and starts to read.I catch a word here and there. I use the chance to fold some of Anne’s clothes and put them in drawers, letting Alessandro’s smooth Italian flow over me like silk.No one should read a children’s book in this tone.It’s criminally sexy.Eventually, A closes the book. I turn as I hear it softly close, and catch him looking down at Anne.His eyes are shiny, like there’s tears behind them.But that can’t be right.Alessandro de Rossi never cries.“Is she asleep?” he whispers.She snores softly, answering the question for both of us.Alessandro rises quietly, placing the book on the nightstand. I shut off the light, and we step into the hall.Together.Suddenly, the silence between us is awkward.“Um. Thank you,” I murmur. “It was a joy,” he says.I look up.He’s being honest.“I think that I’m still a little hungry,” I blurt.I’m not sure what compels me to say it. My mind is reeling through the moments

In a mere four or five hours, depending on when my sleeping offspring decides to wake, I’m going to have to walk out there and see him. I’m going to have to look him in his dumb face, with those lips that I know are firm and smooth and warm, and listen to his stupid voice…And know, the entire time, that he rejected me. That I threw myself at him, I wanted to kiss him more than I’ve wanted anything in my life, and he pushed me away like nothing.Cool.I’ve been hoping to figure out a way to escape for weeks now.Now, I really have a reason to figure one out.And fast.Because I can’t possibly walk around knowing that Alessandro kissed me.And hated it enough to reject me.Anne waits until an unheard of hour to wake up. It is eight o’clock in the morning, and I don’t think she’s slept this late without being sick (or recovering from a mafia hit) her entire life.Alessandro really wore her out yesterday.The thought sends a fresh fissure of confusion lancing through my mind. Why do I li

“The Irish are really upset with you. I was coming back from Marseilles, on the train, when three of them popped up on the Amtrak. We fought with them, ended up taking one hostage. We got some information out of him in the forest outside of Genoa. There’s a body there, but I asked Lorenzo to take care of it, and I have a bad feeling he set those goddamn wolves on it,” Amara grimaces.I wince as well. Lorenzo isn’t exactly involved, but neither is he a civilian. He was a special forces operator for quite a long time, and we often call him in to help when a task needs a certain amount of expertise or finesse.He also runs a rehabilitation center for wolves. There are no wild wolves in Italy, but Lorenzo’s estate is large enough that he raises them and lets them run wild. Those that cannot be wild he keeps as pets.Pets being the loosest definition of the word.“What was his fee?”“Paid. He owed me a favor,” she winces again.I blink. “Amara, you did not tell me that Lorenzo Ferrari owed

I nod and lean back in my chair. “Her favorite are the crepes suzette. I had Nonna Francesca make them for her. She takes her coffee with enough sugar to cause a seizure and more cream than any decent Italian would ever put in it.”Enzo arches an eyebrow at me. “Thanks. I think,” he says.“Amara never needs my permission. But it does not mean that I do not love her fiercely, and it does not mean that I will not avenge her accordingly.”Enzo nods and rises. He goes to the espresso machine and begins to prime it. “Alyssa seems okay.”“She is unharmed.”“She didn’t tell Anne that you’re her father?”I go stock still. “No. She did not.”“And you’re fine with that?”He’s not looking at me, but I know that this is his version of the same interrogation I just did. I chuckle slightly at that.I do not have memories of Enzo. He is younger than Joemar and me, only a mere ten months older than Alyssa.However, I have no doubt that he is as ferocious of an advocate for his sister as I am for mine

“I am that and more, and it thrills me to no end that I am the only one who has enjoyed you,” I rumble at her.Alyssa rolls her eyes. “Well, no protection. I’m not at the right time in my cycle, but still…”“Alyssa,” I cut her off. “Nothing would give me more joy than another child with you. I know you may not feel the same, but,” I shrug. “It would be my greatest honor.”Alyssa’s face falls slightly. “I know, Alessandro. And if things were different… it would just make things more complicated between us. That’s all.”I shut my eyes.Yes, things are already quite difficult. Complicated.Instead of acknowledging this, I turn and deposit another kiss on her lips. “I am okay with complicated,” I whisper.Her eyes shine up at me when I pull away.“Shower,” I command, well aware that my demand will likely rile her further. “Shower, I will fetch you clothes, and we will plot with my sister and your brother to return to New York.”“And you’ll draw up the papers again?”My heart crumples at t