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.

the steps towing Caterina

said, “I know this was supposed to

she said with a huge smile.

with happiness. “Thank

laughed and hugged her, and so did

voice spoke up. “This

turned to see the priest, who had come out

as he walked slowly towards the

priest said haughtily. “If I were to do this for you, I would risk his

he

“he is a proud and

out a huge wad of bills and started counting

priest trailed off as he stared at

– around 10,000 euros –

muttered as he grabbed the bills and stuffed them into his

remained of his

the priest announced, “please take

Massimo spoke up

“Yeah?”

I, uh… would it

out,” I said

“Could we

audience, Lucia

– would you like that?” Massimo asked

shouted

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

“Fine by me, if it’s cool

“It would

and got up on her tiptoes. Massimo leaned over

to have another wedding in Venice, though, ‘cause my Nonna will kill me if she doesn’t get to watch me walk up

should wait, then,”

it,” Lucia said and

however, was

HIGHLY irregular,” he

his eyes, then pulled out the rest of the bills and

The priest grumbled…

took the bills and

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

“Actually…” Lars said.

all looked at

stared at him, too.

said. “I don’t want

at him some more

grin slowly

at me and Cat.

more the merrier!” Cat cried

and

there room for one more?”

to him in shock –

“What?!” she whispered.

“Marry me,” he said.

smile, like there was some

“…no,” she whispered.

“Marry me,” Roberto repeated.

murmured with

he growled in a commanding voice

became an outright

“…alright,” she agreed.

don’t believe this,” Niccolo said

priest asked angrily as he

sighed in irritation.

held out another wad of bills,

“Fine,” the priest grumbled.

the steps, hand in

all – ” the priest

Isabella