“So, am I to understand that you and you alone will decide whether or not David gets to meet his grandfather?”
“Yes. He is my son.”
Normally, Tammy would get a special feeling every time Luca referred to David as his son, but his total disregard for her authority only pissed her off.
“He’s also my son,” Tammy scoffed. “And you're telling me that I have no part in the decision-making progress?”
Luca shook his head. “Not this time.”
Tammy’s face warmed. She was burning with anger. She knew that Luca was the type of man that demanded control, but he was more than controlling. For lack of a better word, Luca could be a dictator. There were times when Tammy had to remind him of exactly who he was marrying. It seemed that that time had come again.
“Luca...I don't know who the fuck you think—”
“Tamara!” Luca shouted, interrupting her rant before it started.
“Naw! You got me confused with the women you're used to dealing with,” she told him, throwing her hand up.
Tammy loved him deeply, but if she didn't stop his controlling behavior, she would spend the rest of her life being treated like a child.
“Tammy, please listen to me. I’m not trying to be your boss. There is a reason why this must be my decision.”
Tammy was still angry, but she was also curious to hear what Luca had to say.
“Really, Luca? Okay, tell me the reason.”
“He works with me. And, no, that’s not the only factor. Other than his time in prison, I haven't been able to get much info on him. That’s why I am asking you what Javier thought of him. This has to be my decision because you don't have the means to find out who Alejandro Medina really is. I will protect my son, Tamara, even if that means that I have to fight you to do it.”
Tammy softened. Luca was right. He was the best one to assess the situation. After all, David’s safety was more important than Tammy’s need to assert her independence. Besides, she wasn't sure that she wanted David to meet Javier’s dad. She just didn't like being left out of the decision.
“I’m sorry, babe. You're right. I know you want what’s best for our son,” Tammy relented. “Just let me know what you decide.”
Luca nodded, no doubt satisfied by Tammy’s submission.
“Did Javier talk about his father much?” Luca asked again.
“Yeah. He loved him. Javier was heartbroken when his dad went to prison. He used to write him all the time before…” Tammy paused for a few seconds to swallow the sadness. “... before he was killed.”
Luca placed a comforting hand on Tammy’s shoulder. She looked into beautiful brown eyes that were filled with such love and concern. She smiled. It was impossible for her to be sad around Luca. His very presence gave her peace.
“I love you, Luca,” she whispered.
“I know you do,” he said with a smirk.
Tammy chuckled and climbed into his lap. She placed her hand on his chiseled jaw and kissed his lips. Luca palmed her ass and pulled her closer.
“I love the way your ass looks in these little shorts. You're making my cock grow, chérie,” he growled into her ear.
“Yeah?”
“Oui,” he confirmed with a smack to her ass. “Go and change before you make someone else's cock grow.”
“Luca, there’s nobody out here.”
“For now,” Luca replied. “Go!”
He gave her another smack and helped her to her feet. Before leaving, Tammy asked, “How does Javi’s dad work with you?”
Luca contemplated the question. It seemed as if he was trying to decide if he should answer or not. After what seemed like an an inner debate, he responded.
