Page 32 of Owned By the Mob Boss

“Of course I do.”

“Remember how you almost cried?” she says with a wink. She loves teasing me, knowing that she’s the one person who can get away with it.

“I didn’t cry,” I reply, poking her in the ribs.

She giggles. “Oh, you absolutely did. Anton took pictures.”

“Remind me to kill him later.” I smirk.

She laughs, knowing we’re both just kidding with each other. The old Viktor would have meant it, but this one just makes empty threats while his pregnant wife makes his life worth living.

“Do you miss it, Viktor? The power? Your empire?”

I shake my head. “Not for a second. I thought it was what I wanted, but you showed me what life is truly about.”

Bella smiles up at me, and I take her hand in mine.

I love her unconditionally. No matter her mood, no matter the circumstances. Nothing will ever take her away.

I’m not The Ice Man anymore. Not the king of New York City.

What I am now is Bella’s husband, and that’s more than enough for me.

THE END