Gemma’s POV
Our time sailing along the coastline with Dominic had been pure paradise. We explored hidden fishing villages under Thorne family protection, discovered secluded coves that served as family safe houses, and found private beaches where no rival families could reach us. We talked for hours about expanding the money laundering operations, made passionate love like newlyweds drunk on power, and laughed until our sides hurt—simply enjoying the freedom of being the wife of a feared Capo without constant death threats.
As we docked back at the family’s private marina, a part of me ached to stay on that yacht forever. The thought of returning to the dangerous reality of mafia politics felt like waking from a beautiful dream. But I reminded myself this wasn’t just an escape—Dominic and I had a lifetime ahead to rule our corner of the underworld together.
Back at Caleb’s legitimate front company seemed unusually quiet. I hadn’t seen any of the girls from our inner circle, which struck me as odd, but by lunchtime, they all appeared on my floor—Zoe and Nadia included—bouncing with curiosity and bubbling with excitement about the honeymoon details.
"Darlings, your favorite mafia princess has returned!" I called out jokingly as they approached my office.
Zoe, never one to hold back her sharp tongue, immediately chided me, "I can’t believe you went through your entire honeymoon without even a single encrypted call to us!"
"If you must know," I teased with a wink, "my honeymoon technically lasted until I walked into this legitimate business front this morning."
"Judging by the ridiculous smile plastered on Dominic’s face when he arrived at the money laundering office, I’d say that honeymoon is far from over," Zoe quipped, making everyone laugh. "Come on, let’s grab lunch. We want all the juicy details about married life with a Capo."
Zoe’s bold personality always made me laugh, though I knew she wouldn’t rest until I’d shared everything about life as Dominic’s wife. I grabbed my purse and joined them for lunch, feeling a newfound confidence. With neither Nick nor Marcus threatening me anymore, I finally felt free to embrace my position in the family hierarchy again.
After sharing honeymoon stories and showing countless photos of our yacht and the family’s coastal properties, it was the girls’ turn to update me on what I’d missed in the underworld.
"So tell me everything," I demanded. "What’s happening with that backstabbing snake Beatrix?" Her self-inflicted accident hadn’t changed my opinion of her treacherous nature.
"She’s still hospitalized," Zoe replied seriously. "Handcuffed to the bed with federal agents guarding her room. Gemma, her injuries... they’re permanent."
"What do you mean?" I asked, confused.
"The cuts were extremely deep when she crashed trying to kill you," Zoe explained. "They performed skin and bone grafts on her face, but she suffered significant muscle loss that left her permanently disfigured. Her leg is in similar condition. The scarring is... extensive. I almost felt sorry for her, despite her trying to murder a Capo’s wife."
"How on earth do you know all these details?" I asked incredulously.
Nadia shook her head. "This lunatic dragged me to the hospital with her. Somehow she convinced our contact Inspector Adler to let us visit Beatrix. When we arrived, they were changing her bandages. It was truly horrific."
"Zoe, I can’t believe you actually went there," I said, shocked by her boldness in visiting an enemy.


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