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Story: Earn Me
Cadence could only shake her head as she thought of how much life had changed in the past month. With Cadence now hands-on in managing the club, Gemma had been promoted to manager, and Bex, the club's chief of security (Cadence was quite happy about this, since she no longer had any reason to be jealous of the other woman).
Her parents, on the other hand, had been relocated with new identities after agreeing to testify against the Castellos. Moreover, they were also forbidden to have any contact with anyone from their former lives—including her.
It made her sad at times, but she could also see that maybe...it was for the best for now.
As Cadence passed the pro shop on her way to the offices, she caught sight ofLa Stregasurveying the newest selection of golf clubs, and of course she had to drop in and say hi.
"SignoraMarchetti,buongiorno," she greeted the older woman with a smile. "I hope you're enjoying your stay in our club?"
"Indeed, I am. It is nice to get away from Boston once in a while, be an ordinary citizen."
Riiiight.
The matriarch arched a brow. "You do not believe it's possible for me to ordinary?"
"I'd really like to," she said earnestly.
"But?"
"For one thing—-" She gave the older woman a helpless look. "Your family is New England's most powerfulmafia—-" Cadence caught the older woman wincing, and she hurriedly corrected herself. "I mean,famiglia." She really had to remember that in this new world she lived in, the M-word was considered a terrible cliché.
"I may befamiglia," the matriarch was saying, "but surely I do not look one?"
Hmm.
It was true thatLa Stregalooked no different from all the other rich old women who were members of their country club, but—-
"Youstillhave your pearl-studded revolver in your handbag, don't you?"
"Of course!"
"And you really think that's something any ordinary person would do?"
"Ah." The older woman's expression turned thoughtful. "So you want me to carry just an ordinary revolver, is that it?"
Cadence could only bite back a smile, knowing when to admit defeat. Anyway, it was really quite cute ofLa Stregato want to be ordinary.
A group of ladies started whispering as they walked past Cadence, and it was unfortunately quite easy for her to overhear what they were talking about.
Can you believe it?
They've been married for years!
Neither of them said a word!
It had been Keiran's idea to throw a lavish ball in the country club, and during his speech, he had casually greeted Cadence with a 'Happythirdwedding anniversary, wife', and well, that was it...
They became an overnight sensation, or make that two weeks now and counting.
****
KEIRAN'S LIPS CURVEDthe moment he saw his wife heading down to join him in the parking lot next to the golf course.
"I've been looking everywhere for you," Cadence confessed.
Her husband raised a brow. "What for?"
"Um..."
Her parents, on the other hand, had been relocated with new identities after agreeing to testify against the Castellos. Moreover, they were also forbidden to have any contact with anyone from their former lives—including her.
It made her sad at times, but she could also see that maybe...it was for the best for now.
As Cadence passed the pro shop on her way to the offices, she caught sight ofLa Stregasurveying the newest selection of golf clubs, and of course she had to drop in and say hi.
"SignoraMarchetti,buongiorno," she greeted the older woman with a smile. "I hope you're enjoying your stay in our club?"
"Indeed, I am. It is nice to get away from Boston once in a while, be an ordinary citizen."
Riiiight.
The matriarch arched a brow. "You do not believe it's possible for me to ordinary?"
"I'd really like to," she said earnestly.
"But?"
"For one thing—-" She gave the older woman a helpless look. "Your family is New England's most powerfulmafia—-" Cadence caught the older woman wincing, and she hurriedly corrected herself. "I mean,famiglia." She really had to remember that in this new world she lived in, the M-word was considered a terrible cliché.
"I may befamiglia," the matriarch was saying, "but surely I do not look one?"
Hmm.
It was true thatLa Stregalooked no different from all the other rich old women who were members of their country club, but—-
"Youstillhave your pearl-studded revolver in your handbag, don't you?"
"Of course!"
"And you really think that's something any ordinary person would do?"
"Ah." The older woman's expression turned thoughtful. "So you want me to carry just an ordinary revolver, is that it?"
Cadence could only bite back a smile, knowing when to admit defeat. Anyway, it was really quite cute ofLa Stregato want to be ordinary.
A group of ladies started whispering as they walked past Cadence, and it was unfortunately quite easy for her to overhear what they were talking about.
Can you believe it?
They've been married for years!
Neither of them said a word!
It had been Keiran's idea to throw a lavish ball in the country club, and during his speech, he had casually greeted Cadence with a 'Happythirdwedding anniversary, wife', and well, that was it...
They became an overnight sensation, or make that two weeks now and counting.
****
KEIRAN'S LIPS CURVEDthe moment he saw his wife heading down to join him in the parking lot next to the golf course.
"I've been looking everywhere for you," Cadence confessed.
Her husband raised a brow. "What for?"
"Um..."
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