His Stolen Bride - MINK Page 0,39
one of my fondest memories.”
Why does she say things that make my heart go to mush? I’m a mafia boss, dammit, not a lovesick fool. But with her? With her, I suppose I’m both.
Her lashes start to lower, and I know she has to be worn out.
“Take her home,” Gianna says as Leo twirls her past us. “The first trimester is the worst.”
“Would you like to go home, beautiful?”
She looks up at me, starlight glimmering in her eyes. “I want to go wherever you are.”
I started out as a street rat, became a soldier, then rose to be one of the most powerful men in all of Italy. But none of that compares to the woman in my arms. Her strength, her unyielding devotion to her sister and now to me. I may be a powerful man, but I’m also the luckiest man alive to have won such a bride. Though, perhaps she was right, and I didn’t exactly win her. No, to catch the heart of a woman like Bella, you have to steal her away. And that’s what I did.
The best move of my life wasn’t my fealty to Cato or even my rise to the head of my own powerful family. None of that matters when they were simply steps on my way to her. It’s clear to me as I sway with her to the soft music that the smartest choice I ever made had nothing to do with business or power, it was when I stole my beautiful bride.
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