Plain Jane and the Mafia Beast

She moaned with each thrust of his cock, aching for more, wanting him more than anything else.

This wasn’t the life she’d imagined, nor was being his wife, but it would be the life she embraced for him. To everyone else, he was a killer, the mafia’s personal beast, but to her, he was everything. They saw past each other’s flaws, and just saw each other, and for her that was more than enough.

Epilogue

Five years later

Vincenzo looked out into the yard, and his breath was absolutely taken from him. Arika walked across the lawn wearing the white summer dress that so much reminded him of their wedding day. Even though she’d wanted a small wedding, Galiza wouldn’t allow that. So they’d had a huge wedding, involving family, friends, and of course the Vitale to show their new alliance to the leader.

The day itself had been a bit of blur, getting to the church and waiting for Arika to arrive. When she spoke, everything was in focus. All he saw was the woman he loved, and the rest of the world fell away. He spoke his vows to her, promising her his life, his everything, and she offered him the same. They’d come together against all odds, and now, five years later, he watched his heavily pregnant wife, walking across their lawn with his son and his daughter.

Daniel and Rachel.

He’d wanted to name his son after the friend he didn’t even realize he had.

Sipping his coffee, he left the kitchen, and stood out onto the patio.

“Daddy!” His children’s squeals of delight as they charged toward him were worth every single late night with them.

Arika placed a hand on her stomach. “Even this one got a kick out of that.”

He held both his kids, and placed a hand to her stomach, touching his baby, feeling her kick.

“She’s a little fighter. Just like her mother.”

Letting go of her stomach, he cupped her cheek and brought her close. “I love you so damn much,” he said, slamming his lips down on hers.

She moaned as their babies groaned and ran off onto the lawn, skipping and dancing as they went.

“You’ve made me the happiest man alive,” he said. “Do you have any regrets?”

“None at all. You?”

“What can I have regret about when you’ve given me a family, a place in this world, and of course, a reason to keep on fighting?” Not only did they have their family, but Arika had completed her college degree and also ran a foster home for children. Galiza had been more than happy to fund it as he knew it was special to the two of them, and over the years they had showed their loyalty to him.

With his hands on her stomach, Vincenzo kissed her neck, watching their children play. This was what he always wanted. He’d simply had to wait for the right woman, and Arika was that woman. In the person everyone had overlooked, he’d seen his soulmate.

The End