The Vindication Gents

Epilogue II

Kiara Hoffman’s POV

“Your Majesty, the assassin has shown himself at Romano’s suite in Finland,” I whispered to Christina’s father as he was looking at the city.

“How are they? Did anyone get hurt?” He whispered as he was talking about his daughter and son-in-law. He was worried, as far as I can tell.

“Well, as far as I’m concerned, Antonio Romano was the best agent that the service could provide. So, she was in safe hands. Plus, she was trained for a time like this,” I whispered to him as King Peter was nodding at me.

“Very well then. Now we know that they were coming for them, I want you to get to the bottom of this.”

“Of course, Your Majesty,” I said as I bowed to him before he cut me off.

“With Dr. Debrun,” he added. I turned to look at him, as he was looking all serious at me.

“Your Majesty?”

“I want you to track him down. I know, it has been 5 years since he disappeared, right after Tony signed off from the service and left Hungary,” he sighed as he was pinching his nose.

“Then, do you know where he is now?” I asked him as he nodded.

“My informant said that he was in Denmark, with a fiancée,” he said as he looked at me. I kept my face stoic as I know I cannot show any sign of weakness to the king.

“You want me to get him?”

“That’s the whole point of this conversation, is it not? And I also know that the mastermind of my daughter’s kidnapping was in Switzerland. I know you’re familiar with the place, right?” He asked as he was arching his eyebrows at me. I gulped as if I were going back to my home country.

“Yes, unfortunately, I am,” I said as I was crossing my arms in front of my chest.

“It’s settled then. You go get Dr. Charles Debrun and go to Switzerland. I have a friend there that will help,” he said as he put his hands behind his back.

“And how do I know that he is your friend?” I asked before I departed for Denmark. He smirked at me.

“You’ll know. Besides, he’s your old mentor,” he said as he went out of the room. I sighed as I was shaking my head. Not again.

Why does Fate have a different twist for me?

Christina Romano’s POV

It has been a few days since the attack of the intruder. We were wary of anyone that might come there, but we were also having the best time of our lives during our honeymoon. Tony said that he wanted to extend it for a week more but I told him that he had a business to run. So, here we were, in his private jet as we left Finland and went back to Milan.

“So, what will we do first when we’re in Milan?” I asked Tony as he was busy looking at his phone before he was looking at me. He smirked as he pocketed his phone as he leaned toward me.

“Well, I have a surprise for you, my love,” he said as he was nuzzling my neck. I was holding the champagne as I was on my second glass.

“ Would I like this surprise?”

“Of course. Anything from me, you will like it 100% more,” he said as he took my hand and kissed it. We were descending to Milan as I knew there would be Tony’s private car waiting for us.

“Well, after you,” I said as I was unfastening the seatbelt as Tony was standing up from the seat.

“After you, milady,” he said as he was offering his hand to me. I smirked as I was taking his hand and we got off the plane.

“Will you drive us tonight?” I asked him as he was walking us toward the black Lamborghini with the personal plate ‘Romano’. Tony smirked at me.

“You know I am,” he said as he was opening the door for me before I went inside the car. He went to the driver's side and got inside before speeding off to the known location only for him.

“Will you tell us where we are going?” I asked him as he smirked at me.

“Have patience, bella. All will be revealed,” he said as he took my hand and rested our intertwined hands on his toned thigh. The heat was on my face as I was thinking about it.

“Are we there yet?”

“Almost there,” he said as he made a left turn and I gasped as I looked at the house that was in front of us.

“Welcome home, Mrs. Romano,” he said as he parked the car in front of the foyer and he went to open my door. I took his hand as I was mesmerized by the house. It was quaint and private. Not like the city living that Milano liked to have.

“You like it?” Tony asked as he opened the door and I saw the living room was nice and there was a fireplace for us to snuggle with. My mind was running a million things right now as I can imagine what I would do to Tony when we christened the house.

“It’s perfect,” I whispered as I snaked my arms around his neck. He smiled at me before he kissed me briefly.

“I think I want to christen the house with you now,” Tony groaned as he was nuzzling my neck. I laughed at him before I was whispering into his ear.

“Will the servants be around?”

“They will, but not tonight. Tonight, we’re all alone,” he said as he was biting my neck. I groaned at the contact.

“Then, why are we wasting more time?” I asked before I was fumbling with his buttons as I tore them apart.

“Hey, I liked that shirt. It goes with my skin tone,”

“But I would like you better without it,” I said, as I was fumbling with his belt. I took it off as I was dragging his pants down with his boxer.

“Now, strip for me,” Tony said as I went to take off my blouse before I got on my pants.

“Allow me, milady,” Tony said before he took off my pants down my long legs. I smirked at him as his eyes were hooded with desire and lust.

“Shall we christen in front of the fireplace first?” I asked him. He smirked at me.

“You speak my mind,” he said before he was lying on top of me. I was laughing at his caveman style before I pulled him closer to kiss his lips.

“You’re insatiable.”

“As you are, Mrs. Romano,” he said as he went to kiss my throat and he was fingering me while his thumb was caressing my chest.

“Oh, my god. Yes, my love,”

“I love it when you pant when I was about to penetrate you,” Tony said as he was kissing my breast before he took my erected n****e into his mouth. I groaned as I was playing with his hair. I just noticed that his hair was still black.

“Why do you dye your hair?” I asked out of the blue before Tony released my n****e with a pop.

“I told you, it was for you to not recognize me right away,” he said as he was kissing my stomach, my navel and getting lower.

“Tony?” I asked, as I didn’t know what he was doing.

“Relax. I want you to enjoy it, bella,” he said as he went to put his head between my thighs. I was bare to him as I could sense he was staring at my core.

“So pink and plush. So wet and ready for me. But first, I have to taste you,” he said, and before I could say anything, he licked my c**t. I gasped as I was gripping his hair tighter.

“I think you like it when I go down on you, my love,” he said, as I could sense the smirk in his voice.

“Don’t stop,”

“Who said I would?” He said before he was gripping my stomach and licked my slit again. I groaned as I was pushing my core towards him. I was moving on my own accord. Then Tony sucked on my chest as I could sense it was throbbing hard. I groaned.

Then he bit on it and all hell broke loose. My walls were clenching as he pumped his fingers in and out of my core before I gripped them and my juice was flowing from them.

“Now, you know how a man goes down on you,” he said as his mouth was full of my juice and he was licking his fingers clean. I want to taste his mouth now.

“Kiss me,”

“With pleasure,” he said as he was getting closer to my face as I was pulling him to let his lips over mine before he kissed like there was no tomorrow.

“I love you, Antonio Romano,” I said as I was caressing his cheeks.

“And I love you, Christina Romano, my Violet,” he said as he kissed my nose.

“One question: why do you call me bella? My name is not that,” I asked as he smirked at me.

“Well, it means ‘my dear’ to me, as I call you that, or beautiful in Italian,” he said as he was caressing my thighs.

“Hmm, I think we have used this space. What about the master bedroom now?” Tony said as he was wiggling his eyebrows at me. I laughed as he hauled me up and I wrapped my legs around his torso.

“I thought I had to wait until morning until we got there,” I said, before Tony laughed.

“Not on my watch,” he said as he skipped the two steps at once as we ascended the stairs before going to our bedroom.