Total pages in book: 105
Estimated words: 103124 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 516(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 344(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 103124 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 516(@200wpm)___ 412(@250wpm)___ 344(@300wpm)
Here we are safe at last, and my bambinos will grow up without knowing the taste of blood and hate, and Mafia rivalry.
Following my death, Massimo took over running the De Kysa syndicate, and a few times a year, he makes it to our island, arriving under the dark veil of night. He loves his niece and nephew and loves to spend days soaking up the sun and the simple but satisfying joy of island life. We don’t talk about the family, the past, or anything remotely related to my old life. We only look forward.
To help maintain the facade of my death, Bella visits her father in New York several times a year, and when she returns and tells me about the city where I had once reigned, I look out the window and see our home, and I hear my babies giggle and my wife laugh, and I realize I don’t miss a thing about my old life.
I have all that I need.
I know I’ve been a bad man.
But I hope that if I love Bella with a pure heart every single day, I can redeem myself for the sins of my past life.
I’ll never understand why Amélie did what she did. There was never anything more than sex between us. But apparently, her obsession ran deep. Her private journals were a portal into a tortured woman crazed by a fixation for me.
The old me would want revenge on her for trying to hurt Bella. But the new me is able to find it in his heart to forgive her.
I’m trying to be a better man.
I want to be.
My wife slips her hand into mine, bringing me back to the present. “Something on your mind?”
I take in her big blue-green eyes and sun-kissed face.
“Only how good my life is.”
“Well, it’s about to get real good.” She grins wickedly as she leans closer and whispers, “These two munchkins are due for their afternoon nap, and I’m feeling needy for my husband. What do you say we get these kids home, and you and I get naked?”
“I say we better start walking faster.”
She grins, and despite her big round belly, she runs ahead, chasing our son who runs along the sandy shore.
I smile after them.
I’ve never been so happy in my fucking life.
Nothing in the world could compete with what I have now.
My name is Nico.
And it’s a fucking pleasure to meet you.