Married To The Mafia Dom (#2 Mafia series)

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Dominique

I shut the trap door, kicking the rug back over it, making sure that no one notices it. I pulled my gun out, taking the safety off, making my way out of the room keeping my eyes everywhere spotting Lucian. Keeping my guns aimed both front and back, I made my way to him. "Que se passe-t-il?" (What’s going on?)

« La sécurité an été violée Dom, Anders est entré. Comment va Amile? »(The security has been breached Dom, Anders got in. How’s Amile?)

« Confus, Mais en sécurité, Beau connaît l'exercice, sa sécurité est primordiale. (Confused, but safe. Beau knows the drill her safety is paramount.)

« D'accord, nous devons finir ce Dom ou il continuera à revenir pour Elle. » (Agreed we have to finish this Dom or he’ll keep coming back for her.)

"J'aurais dû le tuer il y a trois mois." (I should’ve killed him three months ago.)

"Il avait l'air mort Dom. Ce n'est pas de ta faute." (He looked dead Dom. This isn’t your fault.)

« Alors Pourquoi est-ce que ça se sent comme ça? » (So why does it feel that way?)

"Ce n'est pas Dom arrête de te battre, il y en aura plus après Elle Maintenant que tu l'as épousée.” (It’s not Dom stop beating yourself up, there'll be more after her now you’ve married her.)

"Je connais." (I know.)

“Alors finissons-en et tuons ce bâtard, puis nous pourrons prendre ce qu'il nous a pris." (So let’s get this over and done with and kill the bastard, then we can take what he took away from us.)

"Faisons cela." (Let’s do this.)

We both made our way through the mansion, many shots firing in the slight halls. At least the guests were gone. We cranked our guns and the bullets flew effortlessly through the air killing Andrew Andre's men. Inside, we were trained marksmen and this was a piece of cake having each other’s backs shooting hell for leather as they came at us from all angles. We made our way to Andre Commons, my third in command. « C'est tout le monde? (Is that everyone?)

"Il n'y an aucun signe d'Andrew Anders Dom." (There’s no sign of Andrew Anders Dom.)

"Merde." (Shit.)

« Tu ne penses pas qu'il Cherche Amy? (You don't think he’s looking for Amy?)

"Oui, Je le sais. Nous devons le trouver." (Yes I do. We have to find him.)

They nodded their heads, following suit. I was going to get that son of a b***h and I wouldn’t miss this time.

Amille

The lights flickered, coming on simultaneously. I forgot they did that when they came into contact with heat. They had a magnificent scam bully in them to detect human heat. Ingenious.

I continued down the long corridor that would eventually lead to the safe room or panic room, as Dom called it. I continued following the corridor. I hated this place. It was so dark and dingy with the small lights on the bricked walls for light to get from one room to another. It was so cleverly put together you wouldn’t know where the passageways were to them if you didn’t know where you were looking.

I finally came upon the door where I was supposed to be. Beau stood there smiling at God. That smile stopped, this was not the time or the place and he betrayed. You won’t ever forget that.

He opened the door. "Ladies first," he said, grinning.

I slipped in and he did shortly after closing the door, which automatically bolted itself.

"Don’t worry Amy, we’re safe in here, no one can get to us or even open it."

"I know."

"Everything will be okay."

"Do you know who it is, attacking I mean?"

"No, but I guess we’ll be informed once it’s all over."

I nodded.

Andrew Andres.

'Where the f**k is she?' I asked myself as I walked through the large house shooting at the men that came at me. My men should be a diversion for those idiots. He thought he killed me, blah, f*****g i***t. The i***t should’ve shot me in the head if he wanted me dead.

I couldn’t believe we couldn’t get anywhere near the wedding or the reception. There was way too much security because of all of the people they knew, so extra security was brought here. We needed the right time to enter and that time was once the last person left. I can’t believe I was unable to stop this farce of a wedding. I would’ve shot everyone dead and taken my princess back with me and made sure she knew who she belonged to.

I continued looking around the upper levels of the mansion whilst my men were deterring.

Dominique and his men no doubt would put up a good fight. Finally, I reached the floor where I believed their room was. I walked cautiously down the hallway top of checking each room to the last on the furthest right. Bingo. I grinned. “I'm coming for you, my Angel.”

I stepped into the room. The sight was sickening. Her wedding dress was sprawled over the floor, including her jacket and tie. He must’ve still had his shirt on when we began firing downstairs. Good, she was still a virgin and all for me, once I found her. I looked around the room, then in the en-suite, she wasn’t there, so where the f**k was she? She couldn't have gotten far because I or my men would’ve seen her.

She wasn’t dumb enough to jump out of the window, so there had to be another way out of there. I walked around the room wondering where it would be, then I spotted the rug on the wooden floor. It looked so out of place. I smirked about kicking it away.

"I thought your sorry ass was dead."

I turned to see that Jackass and his second in command and grinned. "Should’ve put a bullet through my head if you wanted me dead."

Dominique

I, Lucian and Andre all searched every floor for that waste of space until we got to the final floor where mine and Amile’s room was. I looked at them, telling them to stand on either side as I went in. "I thought your sorry ass was dead."

He turned, looking directly at me, knowing Lucian was behind me. I was going to take him out once and for all, his idiotic mouth just confirmed what an imbecile he truly was. "Should’ve put a bullet through my head if you wanted me dead."

I lifted my gun and cranked it.

BANG!

The bullet flew through the air knowing this time I wasn’t going to miss this time, he wasn’t going to live to see another day. It went straight through his head and came out through the back of his skull, blood sprayed everywhere as his head shot back and his lifeless body fell to the ground.

« Nettoyez cette merde et amenez tout le monde Dans la salle de réunion maintenant! » (Get this s**t cleaned up and get everyone in the meeting room now!)

« Et Amy et Beau ?"What about Amy and Beau?"

"Ils seront en sécurité là où ils sont jusqu'à ce que nous sachions quoi et comment cette merde s'est produite en premier lieu." (They'll be safe where they are until we find out what and how this s**t happened in the first place.)

"Bien sûr Dom"' (Sure thing Dom")

They wasted no time in getting the cleaning team on it as I went down to the meeting room. I was humming. I wanted to know how he’d slipped through security. I wanted to know if we had a traitor in our mists.

Everyone joined me in the meeting room. Lucian and Andre joined us. "All sorted?"

I nodded and they sat down.

"Right, I brought you all here because of what happened today. I want to know how that son of a b***h got into my home and tried to kidnap my wife. There has been a security breach and I want to know how exactly this happened when the security is tight and no one, and I mean, no one goes against a Carbone ever! Get to it. I want this done in an hour."

They all nodded and left the meeting room.

"Quelque chose de la pas, Dom. Avec toute notre sécurité, il me seraient James entrés ici." (Something’s not right Dom. With all of our security, they would never have gotten in here.)

"Je Suis d'accord. J'ai Besoin de Toutes Les bandes de sécurité et des enregistrements de Tous Les appels téléphoniques passés Dans la Maison ou à l'extérieur." (I agree. I need all of the security tapes, and recordings of any phone calls made either in the house or outside.)

« Tu penses que quelqu'un est allé contre nous? (You think someone has gone against us?)

« Je pense que nous avons un traître. (I think that we have a traitor.)

They all nodded in agreement as we left the meeting room. I had to make sure this place was safe for Amy. I needed her to feel safe in her own home. For that, I needed to find out if we had a traitor and they would be dealt with accordingly.