Mafia Kings: Valentino: Dark Mafia Romance Series #6 by Olivia Thorn

Mafia Kings: Valentino: Chapter 123

When she said Yes, it was the happiest moment of my entire life.

I grabbed her – kissed her like there was no tomorrow –

And then pulled back.

“I love you,” I said, like my life depended on her knowing I meant it to the core of my soul.

She smiled and laughed through her tears. “I love you, too.”

Suddenly, there was an eruption of applause behind us.

We both looked over to see a lot of people smiling and clapping.

Alessandra, first and foremost. She had tears streaming down her cheeks, so was so happy.

All the women – Bianca, Lucia, Rachel, Mei-ling, Isabella, and Ludavica – were clapping and grinning.

And Massimo, Roberto, and Lars were smiling, too.

Adriano gave me a look like, Damn, son, you got some balls.

Niccolo was furious, as I expected –

But it was Dario who unnerved me the most.

He just stared at me with a slight frown.

“Come on,” I whispered to Caterina as I held her hand and took her with me back to my family.

I could tell she was afraid, but she came nonetheless.

I stopped in front of Dario.

“Don Rosolini, I beg your forgiveness,” I said nervously. “I know I went against your orders, and I’m prepared to bear whatever the punishment may be. But I ask for your blessing to marry the woman I love – Caterina.”

Dario looked at me –

Looked over at Caterina –

And then Alessandra tugged on his sleeve with a face like Come ON!

The corner of Dario’s mouth turned up with the tiniest hint of a smile, and his eyes softened.

“You have my blessing,” he said.

Without thinking, I launched myself at him and hugged him.

He laughed and hugged me back.

Alessandra wrapped her arms around both of us.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” I heard Niccolo seethe, but I ignored him.

Instead, I pulled back and said to Dario, “And with your permission, I’d like to marry her right now.”

“…now?!” Caterina gasped behind me.

I turned and grinned. “Why not? We have a church and a priest. I don’t want to waste one more second.”

Caterina looked at me wide-eyed. “I – um – okay!”

I looked at Dario. “Do you I have your permission?”

He gave me the same half-smile. “Yes. But I think you need someone else’s permission, as well.”

He gestured with his head towards the altar…

Where Isabella stood with Ludavica.

He was absolutely right.

up the steps towing Caterina behind

supposed to be your wedding day, but can we

said with a huge

out with

and hugged her, and so

up.

who had come out of

it is,” Dario said as he walked slowly towards

was hired by Don Vicari,” the priest said haughtily. “If I were to do this for you, I

as he reached into

continued, “he is a proud and dangerous man –

of bills and started counting them

as

held out half his bankroll – around 10,000

will suffice,” the priest muttered as he grabbed the bills

pocketed what remained of his

announced, “please

Valentino?” Massimo

“Yeah?”

uh… would

it out,”

bashful. “Could we

in the audience,

mean – would you like that?” Massimo

she shouted

asked me apologetically, then looked deferentially towards Cat. “And if it’s okay

Cat. “Fine by me, if it’s cool with

laughed. “It would be

up the steps, and got up on

Nonna will kill me if she doesn’t get to watch me

we should wait, then,”

over it,” Lucia said

priest, however, was

is HIGHLY

out the rest of the bills and

The priest grumbled…

bills and shoved

there anyone else who wants to join the wedding party?”

“Actually…” Lars said.

at

him, too. “Are you

waited five years,” he said. “I

him some

grin slowly crept

then looked at me and Cat. “If it’s alright

more the merrier!” Cat cried

jumping up and down,

for one more?” Roberto

him in shock – including

“What?!” she whispered.

“Marry me,” he said.

tried to suppress a smile, like there was some secret joke

“…no,” she whispered.

“Marry me,” Roberto repeated.

she murmured with

he growled in a commanding voice I’d

smile became

“…alright,” she agreed.

don’t believe this,” Niccolo

women even Catholic?” the priest asked

in

out another wad of

“Fine,” the priest grumbled.

steps, hand in hand, followed by Roberto and

if that’s all – ” the priest

Valentino?” Isabella asked