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“Have I told you lately how much I fucking love you?” She says, kissing my lips, down my chin and sucking hard on my neck.
“No, but sign it. Please fucking sign it.” I beg and she presses the papers against my chest.
“Where?” She asks, her eyes wild.
“Find the arrows baby. You gotta sign it three times.” I say as she scribbles her name over the first one. Turning the page, she does the same thing, and last but not least, she writes her name above mine, slamming the pen against my chest.
“Fuck yeah, we are all officially Rivers. Married. Signed and mother fucking sealed baby. There’s no turning back now.” I say with a smile on my face.
“No, there’s not. Now fuck me, Husband, and make me cum.” She demands.
How the fuck can I say no to that?
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Phone Calls & Switches
Dario
Laying in bed, I wait for Jade to come home with Spade. Between him and Jameson, they beat me to it. I’m always last to the party, but tonight I’m excited to see if she signed our marriage certificate with our name changes, along with Jaxon’s new birth certificate. I tried to go to sleep, but all I did was toss and turn. So I decided to check my emails even though I spent the day at the Mill.
Tomorrow is Fight Night and I want Jade to come with me. I didn’t tell the guy’s but, I set up a fight for myself. They will all bitch, moan and groan, including her, but I won’t open my mouth until the last minute, then she can kick my ass after I win. Jameson will be busy with house details and I told Ryder to keep Spade occupied while we go to The Mill.
Plus the renovations are finally complete and the furniture she picked out months ago has arrived. So I want to show her ourfinished office. I told the guys we need to come up with a game plan on how to juggle running all the businesses and taking care of the kids. I personally don’t believe in nannies or babysitters. Being in the life we live, we trust no one to come into our personal spaces to take care of the kids. It’s a huge no for me. There’s too many threats and it’s only going to get worse.
Scanning through my unread email, one catches my eye. Opening it I read.
What in the actual fuck? Taking out my phone I scroll down to my sister's name and press call.
“Hello?” She sobs.
“Giovanna, it's Dario. What’s wrong? Where is Sergio?” I ask and she cries harder.
“D, I n-need help. Me and Antonio need o-out. I did s-something b-bad.” She stammers.
“Okay, where are you?” I ask softly, losing my patience hearing my sister so helpless.
“Home, please come get us.” She begs.
“Ok, I’m on my way. Sit tight and don’t answer the door for anyone. What is your gate code. No one has it right? Other than Father and Sergio?” I ask.
“It’s #6969. No, no one other than them has it.” She says.
“Okay. I’ll be there in twenty.” I say.
“Okay. Thank you.” She says.
“Thank me later, Giovanna.” I say, hanging up and getting out of bed.Fuck.I need to let Spade know what’s going on. I thought they would be home by now.
Walking to the closet, I put on black ripped jeans, a white tee and a black hoodie over it. I slide on my Tims and head for the vault.
Slipping out of the room, I see Jameson tip-toeing out of Jaxon’s room. His eyes meet mine and I nod him over to the vault. I walk down the hallway, enter the code, and open the door as he follows in shutting it quietly behind us.
“What’s going on?” He asks, concern laced in his tone
“The cops found The Aces. The feds raided the mansion and I’m assuming Spades too. All illegal assets have been seized and frozen and Giovanna emailed me all this begging for help. I called her and she’s alone, scared and did something bad.” I say, opening the cabinet to the pistols grabbing a few and some clips. Strapping a thigh and shoulder holster to my body.
“Well fuck, shit is hitting the fan ain’t it?” He says and I nod.