My Mafia Madness 3

Chapter 20 - You're Late

As soon as Alexa’s SUV arrived out front of the apartment block, the Reaper’s fiancé was promptly escorted inside and across the grand lobby, headed towards the elevators.

Brandishing a smile, Antonio stepped out from behind the front desk as he spoke aloud to Alexa in a fond gesture of greeting. He hadn’t seen her for most of the day and by now it was around ten in the evening.

“Miss Myers, a pleasure as always.” he beamed, coming across and taking her by both hands.

“Antonio.” she spoke with a tone of warning in her voice.

“You know I prefer being called Alexa.”

He nodded his head, still smiling as he replied.

“Of course, Miss Alexa. I take it you had yourself an enjoyable day? I haven’t seen you since just after breakfast.”

“Yeah, it’s been a very busy day. I’ve had so much to get done and clearly not enough time to do it all...” she said, lifting both brows to further express her exhaustion from such a non-stop and ultimately eventful day.

“Actually, I just finished signed my first singing contract. I officially have a job as of today!”

His expression showed such joy as his smile became impossibly larger.

“Oh, congratulations cara mia, I am so happy for you!” he announced happily.

“Now you can finally follow your dreams. And follow them you will!”

Hearing him using the familiar phrase of cara mia, which meant my dear in Italian, Alexa was suddenly reminded of none other than Nicholas Valentino.

He would use that phrase when addressing her all the time, just as Dante would call her bella.

Without even realising it, she had visibly tensed up uncomfortably as thoughts of the mysterious man began to enter her mind.

And Antonio immediately noticed.

“Is everything… alright?”

Shaking away her concerns, she faked a smile and quickly replied.

“Yes, yes, I’m fine. I’m just tired.” she lied.

“I should probably go and find Dante. Is he up there already?”

“Sì, he has been eagerly awaiting your return home.” Antonio admitted as he watched her start walking towards the elevators that would lead her up to their penthouse apartment.

“Good night, Antonio.” Alexa called out over her shoulder as she stepped into the already open elevator and pressed the penthouse floor’s button.

“See you tomorrow.”

“Good night, Miss Alexa.” he called out after her, just as the elevator doors slowly closed.

-

The security door was already opened for Alexa as she stepped out of the elevator and made her way inside of the massive penthouse apartment.

Placing her purse down onto the bench and removing her coat to hang up on a hook, she peered around at the strangely empty apartment.

It was quiet, possibly too quiet.

Normally the sounds of men chatting or laughing from a nearby room could be heard, even from the second floor of the apartment, but right now there was nothing but an eerie silence.

Swallowing nervously, Alexa reached into her purse and pulled out her phone.

She quickly typed a text message…

Are you at the apartment?

Hitting ‘send’, she stood by the door and waited for a response. Within a matter of seconds, she received one and quickly glanced down at her phone to read it…

In our room. Where are you?

With a sigh of relief, she kicked off her heels and headed towards the stairs leading up to the top floor where their shared master bedroom was located.

Opening the door, she peered inside and immediately noticed Dante was standing by the foot of the bed.

His hair was a mess and his face worn with concern as he turned and met her warm and loving eyes with a smile. His shoulders lowered merely at the sight of her.

Reassurance that she was indeed alright.

“You’re late.” he mused cheekily as he stood watching her pace about the room from where he stood.

“Were you waiting up for me, Mr. Romano?” she gave her reply just as cheekily with a smile while crossing the room to stand in his embrace.

The Don’s emerald green eyes narrowed as he let out a deep, animalistic growl from the back of his throat in response to her using her pet name for him.

The name that Alexa knew always got him hot and heavy.

“And?” he prompted, lifting a brow.

“How did the signing go?”

Her smile spread wide as she looked deeply into his loving eyes and replied.

“You’re looking at a employed woman now, baby. My first practice session is on Monday at eleven next week. If all goes well, I’ll be performing for the first time at your club that evening.” Alexa explained happily.

And Dante was equally happy for her accomplishment.

His beautiful fiancé was finally getting to live a long-since dormant dream that she had carried around with her since she was a child.

“Congratulations, amore mio.” he spoke softly into her hair as he lowered his head.

“I am so happy for you.”

“Me too.” she replied softly against the black sickle tattooed onto the side of his neck.

The sight of his inked tattoos peeking out from the open shirt normally covering them was enough to cause Alexa’s core to heat, although she swallowed away such dark and lustful thoughts.

And his intoxicating scent, it had moved in to surround her. Enveloped her into a sensuous daze-like feeling as she closed her eyes for a moment to try and restrain herself.

Her body wanted his… badly.

But after such a long and tiring day, all she really wanted was a long, warm bath, something to eat and to snuggle up and go to sleep.

This pregnancy was really taking it out of her!

As if somehow reading her mind, Dante spoke again as he gently pulled apart from her, far enough to look her in the eye once more.

“I’ve run you a hot bath, but you may want to add some more hot water if it’s not hot enough. While you’re in there I’ll look into getting something for you to eat.” he announced, looking over his shoulder at her.

“In the mood for anything in particular, bella?”

Alexa grinned.

“Are you on the menu?” she mused.

Her first response had come automatically, and her playful comment would earn her yet another deepened growl from him.

“Maybe a little later...” Dante chose to play along in her game with a seductive smirk.

“But first you must feed our son. So, any preferences, or should I order you a variety again?”

She thought for a moment, but one option seemed to be crying out to her more than the others.

Her mouth began to salivate at the mere thought of it, showing the level of her hunger in that moment.

“I don’t know why, but I’ve got this serious craving for steak… or some other kind of red meat.” she declared in surprise.

“Do you think you could find somewhere that does it this late in the evening though? It is very late to be ordering a sirloin.”

Chuckling darkly at such a menial challenge, the Don lifted his left brow as he pulled out his phone from his pocket and began to dial as he spoke.

“Please… you’re talking to the Reaper of New York, bella…” he spoke rather cockily as he lifted the phone up to his ear as it began to ring.

“This is my city, bambina. (baby.)”

Playfully rolling her eyes, Alexa shook her head at his joke.

“Oh please…” she taunted him.

“You don’t own the city, Dante.”

Narrowing his eyes, he reached out and grabbed her nearest ass cheek with his massive hand, giving it a firm squeeze of warning and causing her to giggle in response.

“Careful, bella.” he growled with a smirk.

“You know how I demand respect-”

He suddenly ceased their current conversation and began speaking to whoever had answered on the other end of the phone now that it had connected.

“-Oh, yes… I’d like to order a medium rare sirloin steak with fries and vegetables on the side.” the Don spoke with a tone of pure authority as he made his order.

“No vegetables!” Alexa called out from where she now stood in the bathroom doorway.

But Dante was having none of it!

He quickly covered the mouthpiece of his phone and turned to speak to Alexa with raised brows; his seriousness evident as he gave his command.

“You will have a serving of vegetables and you will eat them! They are good for you and our growing son, amore mio.” he insisted before taking his hand away and continuing with making the phone order.

Letting out another defiant sigh and rolling her eyes again, she turned around and went to have her bath.

Sure, he could be dominant and possessive. The man was a merciless Mafia Boss for crying out loud! A cold-blooded killer and someone who wouldn’t shy from a gun fight.

But behind all the blood-soaked danger and anger was a kind-hearted man. A man who deeply cared about Alexa; heart, mind, body and soul.

And one day soon, he would become her husband, and she, his wife.

-

After ensuring that his fiancé had been properly bathed and fed, Dante left her to rest and headed down the hall towards his office.

There were still so many things he needed to do before the upcoming Gala Ball.

And then there was Christmas the next day. His schedule was becoming slam-packed in no time!

Just before he reached his office, Dante felt a small vibrating sensation in his pants pocket and frowned as he glanced down and pulled out his phone.

He had received a new message from Nicola…

Car is out front, Capo. It’s time.

The sudden realisation of what that had meant had him pausing for a moment as he contemplated calling it off for perhaps another night.

He had been waiting for this moment for quite a while now. It had been a long time coming.

But in the end Dante decided it would be best to just get it over and done with. Besides, everything had been prepared with their connections in Italy for it to happen now.

Honestly, he had no other choice in the matter.

Sending a quick reply, he turned and strolled back down the hallway in the direction he had come from only a moment ago.

The message read…

I’m coming down now.