Page 28 of Obsessed Alphas: Volume Two
“You’re my one and only.”
“I’m sorry for overreacting.”
“You know how you could make it up to me?”
“How?”
“You could marry me.”
“You want to marry me even after this?”
“Woman, I was willing to chase you all the way to Chicago. Now let’s go home and have a ceremony tomorrow so we can plan our honeymoon.”
“Tomorrow?”
“Yes. I would say today, but it’s too late to get everything prepared.”
“I can’t believe you’re serious.”
“You will be in less than twelve hours.”
“What am I going to wear?”
“I don’t care as long as you’re not naked.”
“I…”
“Just relax. Now about this woman who told you all that bullshit. Who is she? What does she look like?”
“Well, she’s very pregnant and about my height with dark brown hair. Well, I guess that describes almost every woman in the area.”
“Almost. I don’t know how many women are very pregnant in the village, but let’s have a look-see, shall we?”
“That would be great.”
We arrived just outside the piazza, and I walked Isabella around to find the lying twat. “Oh, my God. There she is, but wait—where’s her belly?”
I looked at the woman and recognized her. “She was an employee until I caught her having an affair with one of my vineyard employees. His wife killed him in the fields after it. I had to deal with the cleanup, and she hated me for it.”
“Wow. That’s fucked up. Now I want to kick her ass myself.”
“No. I’ll deal with it.” We walked hand in hand over to Carlotta, who blanched the second she recognized us. Immediately she pressed her hand to her missing stomach. “Signorina Maestro, you are in a world of fucking trouble. You fucked with the wrong man. I told you that I wasn’t the man to mess with. If I find you anywhere near my wife ever again, I won’t leave it to the authorities.”
“I’m sorry. I just…”
“There’s no fucking excuse. Get your ass out of my village.” She turned around and fled.
“Do you think she’ll stay gone?”
“Yes, because I’ll put a tail on her to make sure she stays out of here. She’ll learn really quick what happens when you cause trouble for me. Now let me get you back home so I could punish you thoroughly for nearly giving me a heart attack.”
“You did say something about tying me to the bed, I believe,” she said with a grin.
“Yes, I did. Yes, I did.”
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