My Mafia Ex-Husband

Chapter5 -Cassandra

I was dancing in the kitchen with my sons in their walkers, spinning around the room and laughing. I know Santino would come for me. I could not stop thinking about him. Henry’s sisters stopped by to visit and brought some homemade baked bread that Henry’s mother made. My babies were sitting in their highchairs when a song came on the radio. I loved the beat. A honky-tonk song by Trace Adkins, I heard on the radio as we left the west coast.

We were all laughing and dancing in the kitchen. My babies were clapping their hands and saying momma over and over again. Their little hands doing the grabby motion. I picked up both and we were dancing in the kitchen and swinging around and around. Henry’s sisters were dancing around and laughing.

I swayed my hips left, left, left, right left. I never thought that I liked country music. It was fun to dance to a song I could actually hear the words. Henry’s sisters thanked me for a fun afternoon and left. I made some pasta and sauce. My babies loved to eat with their hands and really loved pasta. Like we are Italians, hello!

Henry had picked up his sisters and I knew he was recording us throw the window. I could see him laughing. I gave him the hand sign that I was watching him. He smirked as he got back into his jeep and drove off.

Later on, that day my babies were in the tub playing with the bubbles in their bath when my computer security system pinged. I quickly pulled the boys out of the tub and wrapped them in towels. I put them in the pajamas and put them in their crib.

It was late in the evening for any visitors. I checked my cameras and there was Henry walking back up to my porch. He had his phone to his ear as my cell phone rang. I picked up, “Who is here?” I asked Henry.

“One guess Cass. He wants to talk to you. He seems genuine. He is alone. I made his men stay back at the check-in point with my men. Do you want to talk to him? If not, I will not let him on the rez.”

“Give me a minute” My heart was racing. Is he going to try and take my babies? Why would he want to talk to me? I thought he wanted my sister. I am not what he wants. If he wants a divorce…I will sign. Okay, let’s get this over with.

I walked to my front door and opened it. Henry had a slight smile on his face. He nodded as he turned around and my heart almost stopped.

Santino stood by the jeep with a bouquet of flowers, balloons and teddy bears and a gift box. My heart fluttered. I nodded to Henry and opened the door to invite Santino inside.

Santino nodded to Henry and walked towards the cabin and stopped in front of me. He looked so sad and happy at the same time. I almost forgot how handsome he was. His eyes were twinkling. I stood to the side of the doorway and motioned for Santino to walk in.

Henry stood next to his jeep. I nodded and motioned that it was okay to go. I was perfectly capable of taking care of myself and my babies. He drove off back to the check-in gate, but I know he had his radio with him.

“It good to finally see you, Cassandra. Happy birthday. These are for you. I also brought balloons and teddy bears for our sons.” He slowly walked to me and handed me the flowers. I motioned to the sofa for him to take a seat as I took the flowers and put them in a pitcher with some water. I did not have any vases so this would make do.

“How have you been? Are the boys well? Santino asked quietly.

“Fine and yes.” I watched him intently. My nerves were tight.

“Cassandra, I owe you an apology. I let me father brainwash me into thinking that I needed an heir quickly. I should have never let your sister move in.”

“Yet you did.”

“I never wanted her there. My father kept telling me I needed an heir. That I needed to make sure my family’s name moved forward. I am embarrassed to tell you that I was weak. I have always loved you and still do. I know you hate me. But I will work to gain you love. I will do whatever I need to do to resolve this…I”

“How is my sister?” I cut him off as I asked with venom in my voice.

“Do not know. I sent her away after you left. I hated myself for what I did to you. I know that you will never forgive me. I am asking for a chance to work for your forgiveness.”

“How can you say that when you were having s*x with my sister in the same house. In the next bedroom. I listened to you both. Your moans and screams. It made me sick.”

“I had to get drunk to do anything with her. She repulsed me. I was stupid for doing what I did. I love you. Still do and always will.”

“Really? What is it about me that you love?” I was trying to get a feel of his game.

“That way you brush your hair. The way your facial expressions are when you read a book. The way you smile, when you smell flowers. The twinkle in you eye when you eat your favorite dessert. The way your nose scrunches up when you are angry. The way you sleep and smile as you dream. They way you get excited over a new recipe that you have made in our kitchen. Oh, yes, I would watch you as you cooked when no one was around.”

“How? No one was in the kitchen.”

“I was. Well, my security cameras. I watched you all of the time. When you went swimming in our indoor pool. When you would put on your bathing suit and the little wiggle before you dove into the water. When you would get out of the pool and dry off. When you put lotion on and wrapped your hair in the towel. I watched everything, my love. My only love.” He smirked.

My heart fluttered. Maintain cool girl! Do not give in just yet.

“Why didn’t you just tell me form the start you had to have an heir immediately. I would have given you anything. I fell for you the moment we were introduced. Me and my stupidity, fell for you. You were my dream. I cried myself to sleep every night. I felt worthless.” A single tear fell down my cheek. Santino slowly got up and walked over to me and sat next to me on the love seat.

He slowly raised his hand and wiped the tear from my cheek and then cupped my face with both hands.

“I am not worthy of your heart. I was not a man who should have stood up to my father and loved you the way you deserved to be loved. I was ashamed to look you in the eyes. I went looking for you that day you left. I called your father to have Dahlia removed from my house and I told my father that I was now the Don, and my word goes. My father had stepped down the night before. I had made my decision, my Tesoro, I wanted you. Only you. I searched for you every day. I am so, so sorry for what I did.”

He kissed my knuckles and the palms of my hands. Then my wrists. He leaned over and kissed my temple. I felt the walls around my heart starting to crumble. I took a deep breath and broken down. He took me in his arms and just held me.

“I have always loved you since that day our fathers brought us together. I love you and our sons. I will wait for you until the end of time. Mi Tesoro. Mi raggio di sole. Have you eaten anything?”

I shook my head. My stomach decided at that moment to make an announcement that I have not eaten yet.

“I fed the babies and was going to make a sandwich. Have you eaten? I can make something for you.”

“No, I will cook for you, my love. May I see our babies? Then I will make you something. Please.” He whispered as he kissed my ear. Damn him. That sent chills up and down my body. I have not had any s*x since that night he took me over and over again.

“Yes, you can. They are sleeping. If you wake them up, you will rock them back to sleep. Got it” he smiled and nodded.

He touched their chubby little cheeks. He leaned over and kissed them gently. He kept smiling as I watched him adore his sons. “Domenico and Danilo Fusco. Nice to meet you daddy. They look just like you. Your little clones.” I whispered.

He kissed each one of our sons again and took my hand and lead me back to the kitchen. He stopped at the counter and cupped my face. He leaned in and kissed me gently. “Thank you, my love. You made me so happy. Now let’s see what you have so I can create something for you.”

I smiled and sat down on the bar stool at the counter. I rested my chin in the palm of my hand and watched Santino. He searched for ingredients. He found pasta, fresh tomatoes, fresh basil, that I had growing in a little pot on the window ledge, and Romano cheese. He found a pot for the pasta and fill it with water. He quickly put together a pasta with red sauce and fresh basil.

I had a bottle of wine, that I pulled out for him. I only set one glass down as I was still nursing my babies, I did not drink any alcohol. I had some sun tea ready.

We sat quietly eating and talking about the past. He surprised me with flowers for my birthday. I did not think that he remembered. The walls around my heart were weakened.