Chapter 7 I'll have my men drag you

Florence wakes, yawning as she does, she sits up, remembering everything, it would take a while to get used to being married to a Mafia Don, he is no longer asleep on the couch, the bathroom door opens and her breast hitches when he walks out of there with a towel tied across his waist, lower. Fuck, she drags her eyes away and he looks at her.

"Good morning." He says and she nods.

"Good morning." She looks at him, and realizes she is practically naked, she has a silk nightwear on, it Is short, and her cleavages are spilling out, she looks at him and she blushes when she sees him looking at her body, he makes it easy to seduce him.

"How was your meeting?" She asks and Salvatore frowns as he enters his closet, he nods at her, instead of speaking and he takes his time choosing a good casual wear, he is not going out today, so he choses a comfortable and classy casual wear. He buttons the brown slacks and drags on his black tee. Then, he walks back out and see that Florence is still seated on the bed, hugging her knees under the covers.

"My meeting was good, but I will be working from home today. The staffs are all at your disposal." He nods and walks out, heading to the dining hall, he can hear laughter and giggles, which means Zara and Sofia are back, laughing away. Their innocence is something he envies, but he is the Don of Camorra, his innocence left a while ago.

"Sally." Sofia exclaims when he sees her and he sighs, she has no reason to yell or call him that, but over time, he has come to

Understand that nothing clips his sister wings, and he has stopped trying.

"Sister, don't call me that. I trust you had a wonderful morning from the smile on your face. Good Morning, Zara. Good Morning, Mother." He nods, sitting, and he cracks his neck.

"Hi, where is my sister?" Zara frowns.

"She is in the bedroom; you can visit her if you like" He answers and she leans to her feet so does Sofia, together, the two girls head to his bedroom.

"You are cracking your neck, Salvatore – is this to say you sleep on the couch and didn't consummate your marriage? You know, we need an heir." His mother proclaims and he sighs, becausee once she begin ranting, nothing really stops her.

"You can wear that." Zara scrunches her nose and Florence looks at Sofia in bewilderment. "I am having Breakfast, Zara, not hosting a ball, I'm certain I can wear this a simple jean and shirt." She argues and Sofia grimace. "Your sister is right, Florence. I can call you Florence, right, or do I have to call you Mrs. Conti?" Sofia frowns, deviating and Florence smiles, and she nods.

"Call me Florence."

"Okay, Florence. You have a collection of elegant clothing, this is your first morning as the Queen of Camorra, and you have to make an impression, I'm not saying wear a ballgown with golden necklace, I am saying – make an impression, wear something stunning, you never go wrong with an A-shape dress, or a good elegant bodycon, too. You have a field of options, chose wisely." Sofia advises and she nods.

"How about this? It will bring out your body, make your husband go crazy." Zara blurts out and Florence blushes when she sees Zara is pointing to a lingerie. Eventually, Florence decides on a simple satin dress, that falls over her body like a warm hug, she lets her hair fall free behind her, and they head to the dining hall.

Amusement fades out of her when she sees Luca and Salvatore talking, they both look tense.

"What's wrong?" She asks and they look at her, Luca looks away, but Salvatore keeps his eyes on her, looking down her body, feasting on her with his gaze and she flushes.

"The prisoner escaped in the middle of the night. Someone might have helped her." Sal says and she freezes, because she helped the woman escape.

"Prisoner? Who are you talking about?"

Florence frowns, playing dumb.

"The woman who was making insane accusations about my family." He responds, looking away and Florence looks at Luca, she wonders if he told Salvatore that she saw the woman and spoke to her.

"What? Which woman is making false accusations about us?" Sofia gasps and Florence bites her lip.

"Don't worry about it, Sofia, we've got it covered." Luca reassures her but she shakes her, but she shakes her head and keeps asking.

"Go to your room, Sofia, take Zara and let the grownups talk." Isabelle says softly but Sofia shakes her head again.

"No, Mama, you can't send me away, I am part of this family, I am nineteen, I'm not a child anymore." She argues and Florence can see when Salvatore reach his tipping point.

"Get the fuck out of here or I will have my men drag you out, Sofia." Salvatore says calmly and Sofia cries, she turns and runs out, Zara follows her and Florence sighs.

"I will check on her." Florence announces and walks away before anyone can stop her, she finds Zara and Sofia by the pool and she sits beside them, Sofia starts to rant about her family and her teenage problems, Florence tries to listen, but all she can think about is how Salvatore yelled at his sister, a woman he adores. What would he do to her when he finds out that she helped the woman escape? That night, she pretends to be asleep, and she hears Salvatore get comfortable on the couch, and there is this guilt at the pit of her stomach. When she wakes the next morning, there is a text on her phone, from an unknown number.

Let's meet soon and we can make Salvatore Conti pay for everything he has done.