Dominic (Made Men 8)

“I could ask you the same thing.” Dom raised a brow, looking down at the lifeless body. “Teddy wasn’t exactly your most loyal soldier.”

“Todd,” the underboss couldn’t help but remind him with a smile in his voice.

“Well, lucky you … you’re a shit shot,” Dom said smugly, looking around now for his family. “Where’s Kat?”

Smiling, Lucca pulled out his pack of cigarettes from his pocket. “Drago just dragged her out of the room over his shoulder.”

“Wha—”

“She’s fine,” Lucca assured him, flipping his Zippo open to light the end. “You got bigger problems than her right now.”

“Like what?” Dom snapped.

“Like convincing my father you weren’t the one who killed his man.” His blue-green eyes glowed knowingly. “I’m sure someone saw you when the gun went off.”

“Shit.” Dominic looked around again. “Where’s Leo?”

Catching the sight of the good-looking teenage boy, he left a confused Lucca behind as he went up to the Caruso who he hadn’t yet spoken with.

He hadn’t needed to see him sitting beside Maria at the church wedding to know they were siblings. Every Caruso sibling wasn’t only gifted a perfect last name, but they came with perfectly good looks, as well.

“You good?” Dominic asked the youngest Caruso when he reached him. It was a question he hadn’t yet asked his own brothers, but he knew instinctively they were fine and capable of protecting themselves.

Leo looked at him, confused for a moment, before he answered, “I’m fine.”

Dominic nodded, able to see instantly that he was nothing like the other Carusos. It was no wonder Maria asked him to check on him. The kid was the same age as Cassius yet the complete opposite. He would guess Leo had taken everything but his last name from his mother.

“Go through that door.” He pointed to the hidden kitchen door. “Maria’s hiding in the deep freezer in the back of the kitchen.”

“Maria? Hiding?” Leo looked at him with even more confusion, not believing the words he spoke.

“She had a lot to drink.” Dom tried his best to explain but gave up. “Just go let her know it’s safe to come out.”

“Mmmhmm … sure.” Leo clearly had his doubts. “I’ll believe my sister is in a deep freezer, hiding for her life, when I see it.”

The kid was lucky he was cute.

Twenty-Two

This Part Is Going To Hurt

Lucca sat in his smoke-filled, blacked-out Escalade outside of the big building, watching the hundreds of people leaving. Bringing his cigarette to his lips, he searched every human who walked out, thinking he’d either missed them or it wasn’t true after all …

When his blue-green depths landed on the couple exiting the coliseum, there was absolutely no way he could’ve miss them, as one of them looked so out of place compared to everyone else.

His hand unconsciously squeezed the steering wheel in a tight grip before he let it go to grab his cell phone. Bringing it to his ear after he hit the contact, he listened to the phone ring, his eyes never leaving his mark.

bRRing.

It wasn’t hard, considering the blonde in the big fur coat stood out like a sore thumb, surrounded by hockey jerseys.

bRRing.

He lightly blew out the smoke that he held in mouth when he brought his gaze to the man walking beside her. He might’ve been wearing a cap, but it was shit at concealing his identity.

bRRin-

“Dominic.” His cold voice greeted him before the Luciano boss could even answer.

There was a moment of silence on Dom’s end, already sensing the bad news to come. “Yes?”

Flicking the butt of his cigarette out the window, Lucca looked to the hands that swung between the couple … together. “We got a problem.”

Storming into the Caruso family home, Dom shoved right past Lucca, who had opened the door. “I have to see for myself.”

The underboss only sighed while closing the door.

Dominic ran up the foyer steps two at a time, making his way toward that sweet scent that led the way. By the time he reached the door, his body temperature was raging hot, but it wasn’t until he flung the door open to see it for himself did he see red.

Maria was standing there, looking at her perfect reflection in the mirror, and it only took him half a second to see the happiness that had never been in her emerald eyes before.

Lucca was right; the woman who he was in love with and who was supposed to be in love with him … loved another.

Turning to face him, she looked like she almost didn’t believe he was there. “What are you doing in here?”

Dominic thought he would have turned around and never speak to her again, but something possessed him to enter the room.

Quietly shutting the door behind him, he wanted Maria to realize the mistake she had just fucking made. The blonde stomped her stilettos into the thick carpet as she walked toward him, getting pissed that he’d had the audacity to come into her bedroom unannounced. “What the hell are you doing in here, Dominic?”