Chapter 22. Results

Beau

"I am the mafia king," Dominic announced in a clear slightly accented diction. Every muscle and sinew pressed to her was stiff.

She stared at him. Politely waiting for him to say more. And waited. Their master suite was so silent, she could hear them both breathing deeply.

"And?" She asked and couldn't stand the silence anymore. Giddy from his declaration of love earlier, though tinged with a hint of dominance, her world was filled with rainbows.

"I rule the underworld of gangsters you were working with." He hesitantly continued. "I may be dangerous, but not to you. Never to you." He said in earnest, his gray orbs flashing, a hint of fear reflecting. Fear of losing her.

She wanted to laugh at the ridiculousness of it all. Her whole life revolved around dangerous men. And the love of her life was dangerous of all. But not to her.

"Shhh, I know." Pressing her finger to his fleshy lips to stop whatever he wanted to add. "I love