Exposed to the CEO Behind the Mafia Mask (by Silver Spoon) novel Chapter 313

Chapter 313: Chapter 97 Reconciliation at Sea

Dominic’s POV

During our voyage to the secluded marina, I sent encrypted messages to my crew informing them we’d be unreachable for the next few days. As expected, none of my associates were pleased about the communication blackout, especially Zoe, but I needed this private time to reconnect with my woman without the constant threat of family business interruptions.

I temporarily shelved thoughts about my mother, resolving to deal with that situation later, though I definitely planned to discover what schemes she was cooking up with that corrupt doctor. For now, I was simply basking in the satisfaction of having the woman I’d kill for back in my arms.

"Dominic, I messaged Vincenzo. He’s dying to know if everything worked out between us," Gemma said, pulling me from my darker thoughts.

I smirked. "That kid thrives on family drama. He’s probably already spreading the news through the entire organization." My nephew had a big mouth, but he was still loyal blood.

We retreated to our private sanctuary, that isolated cove near an uninhabited island where no rival families could track us. That whole day belonged to us alone, making love, enjoying the ocean breeze, catching up on the months of separation that had nearly driven me insane.

We silently agreed not to poison our reunion with heavy topics, so I avoided mentioning that Marcus was under investigation by both federal authorities and family enforcers for various crimes including assault. That reckoning could wait.

The next morning, I awakened to find Gemma in the galley kitchen. She wore a minuscule white bikini barely covered by a sheer lime green wrap that left nothing to imagination.

"Woman, why not just go completely naked?" I growled, pulling her against me from behind. "These beach outfits you wear are downright lethal."

"Perfect! That’s exactly the effect I was going for," she turned in my arms and kissed me with the kind of heat that could start wars. "To be lethal?" When she nodded with that wicked smile, I couldn’t help grinning.

"That’s how I keep my dangerous man interested." She pressed against me and kissed me again, her body fitting perfectly against mine. "Now explain something – why was a phone hidden in the oven?"

Gemma extended her hand, revealing a cell phone she waved before me. It was my missing burner phone, which made me laugh despite myself. "In the oven?" I asked, genuinely amused. "Hell..."

"That’s my old burner. I bought a replacement after losing it with no clue where it disappeared to."

"How exactly does a mafia Capo put a phone in an oven and forget about it?" she asked, clearly fascinated by my stupidity.

"I was completely wasted that night. It was the day you slipped me those enhancement pills." Her jaw dropped and her face flushed crimson. "How did you figure that out?"

"I knew something wasn’t right that day – I didn’t feel normal. I suspected foul play because that erection wouldn’t subside even after I got furious with you, which should have killed any arousal."

I explained the entire episode to Gemma – the emergency hospital visit, how I later came to the yacht and spent the day getting drunk at sea while contemplating whether to have her eliminated or just disappeared for drugging a made man. That explained why I couldn’t remember where I’d stashed my phone. I told her about the marina security informing me she had fled the area and my subsequent decision to hunt down Marcus’s network across the country. She looked both shocked and ashamed.

"I don’t know how to properly make amends," she finally admitted. "I was furious and reckless. It wasn’t until I told my mother and she explained the dangers of those medications that I realized I’d lost control and could have actually killed you." She couldn’t even meet my eyes.

"Gemma, that’s ancient history now, and that’s where it stays buried." I gently lifted her chin with the same hand that had snapped necks. "Look at me."

"Forgive me," she whispered as tears spilled down her cheeks.

"Stop that! Just imagine Vincenzo’s reaction when he shares this story with our children someday!" I grinned broadly, and she couldn’t help laughing despite her tears.

"You didn’t actually tell Vincenzo about this, did you?"

"Not yet, but I will. I’m just deciding whether to tell him first or Xavier." She covered her face with both hands. "They’re going to have a field day sharing this with the entire family." We both ended up laughing uncontrollably about the whole situation.

After our laughter died down, I grabbed the breakfast tray and led her to the deck.

"So you never saw my messages? Or did you choose to ignore them?" Gemma asked, gazing out at the endless ocean.

"What messages?"

"I sent you messages that night, apologizing for what I’d done."

"I never saw them, I swear on my mother’s grave. If I had, I would have responded immediately. But I’ll charge that phone, and we can look at them together."

I pulled her into a kiss that tasted like redemption, and she melted into me beautifully, settling onto my lap facing me. I untied her beach cover-up and tossed it aside like discarded evidence.

"Gemma, that barely qualifies as clothing," I said, desire flooding through me like molten steel.

"It covers all the essential parts." She smiled while I stared transfixed at her magnificent body, mesmerized by how the white bikini contrasted with her sun-kissed skin.

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