Riding Dirty: Luciotti Crime Family (A Bad Boy Mafia Romance) - Kara Hart Page 0,66

her we’d go to the park if she helped me with this,” he said. He lifted her up into his arms and said “Yes, little cheetah. Let’s go swing.”

She roared and giggled loudly and I couldn’t help but feel like my life was turning into something wonderful. This was a new day for me: the end of a terrible era. If it were a month ago, I would say I wouldn’t have wanted this to happen. I didn’t know a man would swoop in and change my life for the better. I thought I was good with being alone, struggling to raise Jen on my own. But now things felt light and full of color. Everything was waiting for me back in Seattle. And I was going to get everything I had ever dreamed of. I was going home.

I was the mobster’s wife. And I didn’t want it any other way.

Epilogue

Dahlia:

Six months later…

“Honey. Wake up. There's something I need to tell you,” a man’s voice sounded into my ear like a thousand trumpets. It was that dark and familiar voice. The one that bellowed like a wolf. It was Lucas and his cock was rock solid, like a beam of steel.

“Holy…” I moaned, lowering my gaze.

“Not that,” he said, covering himself up. “Sorry, I just get excited watching you sleep naked like that.” He slapped my ass and pulled the covers off the bed. “Come on. Up, up!”

I groaned loudly, squeezing my eyes tight. “No. Let me sleep,” I pleaded. The wedding had taken so much out of me. It was two days after and the festivities were still taking their toll. “I'm never going out again.”

“Sure you won't. By the way, did I tell you how beautiful you looked walking down the shoreline in your dress?” He sat on the foot of the bed and put on a pair of shorts, covering that perfect dick of his.

“Like a million times. Doesn't mean I ever get tired of hearing it,” I said. “Your father though…” I couldn't hold back my laughter. His father had actually showed up to the wedding wearing a hot pink suit.

“My family is interesting to say the least.” He chuckled lightly.

“He looked like s bad guy from Miami Vice!” I exclaimed. “Anyway, they were all sweeter than I thought. I think they're envious of you.”

“Mom!” A sharp cry from the living room shot me up from the bed. “Moooom! Wake up!” There was the sound of small footsteps echoing in the hallway. Outside was the sound of the ocean breeze. I still couldn't believe I was back here. And the house he had bought us was incredible!

Alongside the sound of Jen’s small footsteps was the pitter-patter of even more footsteps. “What did you do?” I moaned.

Jen burst into the room with her loud giggling and cried out “Happy birthday, Mommy! Look!” Behind her was the cutest puppy I had ever seen. “It's Mr. Jackson!” She gave both of us a proud look as the puppy tried to climb up the bed.

Lucas picked the puppy up, kissing it, and set it on my lap. “You can name it anything you want, baby. It doesn't have to be Jackson,” Lucas laughed.

“No! It's Mr. Jackson!” she cried.

“Okay, okay. Fine,” he said. “So, you like him? Since we’re saving the honeymoon for next year, I thought I'd give you a new friend.”

“She already has a new friend,” Jen corrected him. She walked up carefully to my stomach, now enlarged to the size of a small basketball, and pressed her head on it. “Do you think he’ll like the puppy?” she asked me.

“I think he’ll love the puppy,” I said. “They can be best friends.”

“I wish he would come now,” she pouted. “I want a baby brother!” She kissed my stomach and smiled. One of her baby teeth fell out the other day and she was very proud of the awkward space.

“Well, there's plenty more brothers and sisters. I'm thinking we have a big Italian family.” Lucas smiled.

I glared at him. “I think two is enough. Plus, we got this little guy. Don't we?” I pet his little ears and he yawned in his lap.

Once we got to the shores of Washington, my life had gone from bad to incredible. Lucas was as good a father as he could be. He worked three days out of the week and without any house payments, we lived like kings.

I, on the other hand, found a job I adored: working with children with disabilities. It was just something I fell into. Literally. I was walking one day across the shore and I tripped over a sand castle. Well, it turned out the builder of that dangerous sand castle owned her own school. We talked about the day, ended up getting coffee, and she invited me to check out the school.

I fell in love instantly. I knew there would be something for me out there, other than being a devoted wife or server at the café. Now I had found it.

Quite honestly, I wouldn't have found it if it wasn't for Lucas. He gave me the strength to be who I wanted to be. He also gave me the option to leave Monroe. And, of course, he gave me all the love in the world. Now, with the new baby on the way, I was just ecstatic about life in the present.

Jen ran out of the room with the new puppy and Lucas closed the door. He turned around and dropped his towel. “Finally,” he said. His cock was growing underneath that towel.

“Come here, Daddy…” I purred.

“I think I'm going to like being married to you,” he laughed.

I knew the future would hold all sorts of goodies. And I couldn't wait to receive them.

“I think I am too.” I fell back into my pillow and let him devour me. It never got old. Never.