Dominic’s POV
The secure living room of my downtown safe house buzzed with comfortable conversation as we discussed plans for an upcoming family gathering when Nadia decided to check in on her children via encrypted video call.
"Hi, Mom! Where are you now?" Carmen’s voice rang through the reinforced tablet, her eyes bright with what appeared to be innocence though I had long since learned not to trust those deceptively angelic looks.
"Hi, sweetie! We’re in Madrid, waiting for our connection flight. Are you two staying out of trouble?" Nadia looked relaxed and carefree, clearly enjoying her European vacation with Quentin, far from the bloodstained streets of Port Serenity.
Carmen didn’t miss a beat. "I always stay out of trouble, Mom. As for Vincenzo..." she threw a sideways glance at her brother, "well, he’s a teenage boy in a mafia family. Can’t expect miracles." Her tone dripped with sisterly disdain, which made me smile despite the dangerous implications of her words.
"That’s completely unfair, Carmen," Vincenzo protested immediately. "Mom, I conduct myself with proper family honor. Always behaving like a future made man should."
Carmen rolled her eyes as Nadia laughed. "That’s wonderful. Keep it up so your mother can travel more often without worrying about Thorne family reputation."
My eyebrows shot up. She had barely escaped the family’s iron grip and was already planning her next vacation? Before I could comment on the security risks, Nadia requested, "Let me talk to your uncle and Gemma."
Gemma and I took the tablet, exchanging pleasantries with Nadia and Quentin. Throughout our conversation, I felt persistent nudging at my ribs Carmen was getting impatient with our family politics discussion. Deciding to cut to the chase before this sibling rivalry escalated into something requiring family intervention, I interrupted.
"Sis, I need to ask you something important," I said directly, using my Capo voice.
"Go ahead, Dominic." Nadia was only half paying attention as Quentin whispered something in her ear that made her laugh softly, probably some joke about European law enforcement.
"Can I get the kids a guard dog? I’ll purchase all equipment and cover all expenses," I blurted out, wanting to get this negotiation over with before any of my men walked in.
Nadia’s attention snapped back immediately. "How exactly did Carmen manipulate you into asking me this? Did she use family loyalty or threats?"
I launched into my prepared speech. "Nadia, trained animals help with children’s tactical awareness, create responsibility for family assets, reduce operational stress and anxiety, aid in recognizing hostile surveillance, teach focus and discipline..." I had researched this extensively after striking my deal with Carmen, knowing she would collect on her favor eventually. "It would be beneficial for their development as future family members."
"Seriously, Dominic? A rehearsed presentation? That’s the best my Capo brother could manage?" Nadia wasn’t impressed by my corporate approach to family negotiations.
"Please consider this a personal favor to your brother," I pleaded, knowing Carmen would make my life hell if I failed this simple mission. The kid had more leverage than most of my business associates.
"Dominic, if I allow this, you’re going to owe me a significant favor." Her tone made me wince internally. Owing Nadia anything was more dangerous than owing debts to rival families she collected on promises like a loan shark with perfect memory and unlimited patience.


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