Page 105 of A Capo’s Love: Featuring A Don’s Love

“I did.”

I sighed into the phone, feeling jittery inside. I never got into his business as far as the role he played as Don and I liked to keep it that way. I believed him when he told me that his business was light but still tedious.

“Sanarah’s here.”

My stomach tightened because she was a topic that was weird to me. Although I was fully around her kids, I thought it was very immature of her to not come and formally meet the woman of the house which was me. It was obvious she felt a way about me when she shouldn’t have at all.

“She came to get the kids, and⁠—”

“And what?” I snapped, quickly cutting him off.

“I need to have a short meeting with her about House of Angels.”

“I thought you said it was officially shut down.” I frowned.

“I did, but after a sit down with my table and the connections that’s tied to that place through Lucille, it’s better to keep it open and running… there are women there that⁠—”

“Like to be there.” I finished for him because I saw it first-hand without having to be reminded.

It was more than just a place to get top notch pussy from. Men and women of all calibers came there as if it were a sanctuary. I never went to the second House of Angels that Lucille had in Vegas. I heard that it was more popular and ran by one of her childhood friends that Luca never spoke on. The only information he offered was that Royal now owned that one and kept the same people in place to run the building.

House of Angels to the public remained a ‘Luxury Relationship Consultancy’. To the clients and employees, it still was a consequence-free heaven. Prostitutes who were badly treated by their pimps and just the streets and general came in totally broken. Most of them left renewed while the other women used it to their advantage, like Serenity, but never grew out of the lifestyle. They loved being around money, they got high off it and it became their only love with no strings attached.

“For the Bonetti family, new things will be implemented. Since you know a lot maybe you can train Sanarah only if you feel comfortable… I’m going to always make sure Kenny Jr. and Narah is well taken care of and be a father figure but…” his words trailed off.

For a moment I just remained silent before speaking.

“I’ll train her, I don’t have a problem with that. I get that you don’t want to confuse her… for her and your sake.” I rolled my eyes.

“Excuse me?” He clicked his teeth.

“I would hate to have to beat her ass, Luca, is what I’m saying… You may very well move a certain way with her too that I know for a fact will piss me off.” I frowned.

It was time for me to get right down to the point of the direction I was taking this conversation.

“She hasn’t even tried to meet the woman that will be around her kids when they come over here. That says a whole lot. Plus, you paying her bills and giving her loads of money not gon’ cut it. She’s still your ex, a woman you fucked. I’m not having no funny shit going on right under my nose,” I said firmly.

Luca let out a soft chuckle over the phone, and I couldn’t help but blush before eventually smiling. He found me endlessly amusing, which I actually adored, though at this moment I wished he’d be more serious. With his easygoing nature, it took quite a bit to upset him or reveal any emotion behind his attractive features. Luca was likely the most understanding person I'd ever encountered, possessing a level of patience I never needed to test. Even with the kids, he always spoke and acted according to their pace and comprehension. My admiration for him was insane.

“She fucked my brother,” he whispered. “What would make you think the things that’s going through your mind right now, baby?”

I sighed because I couldn’t help feeling a way about Sanarah either. She was Luca’s first love, and the woman was beautiful as hell. I wasn’t intimidated because I was confident in my looks despite what society thought about my size and scars.

“I left for months, Luca.”

“I didn’t fuck her or anyone else while you were gone,” he paused. I heard him take a sip of his tea which meant his words were coming to a stop soon. “When you left… I was hurting deeply… Getting my dick wet was the furthest thing on my mind,” he finished.

I squeezed the phone tightly as my thoughts clashed with my unfiltered emotions. Luca was frank about mourning his father and grandfather deeply when I left. He told me just how much he needed me, not to guilt me, but to help me understand how I was the remedy for so much of the turmoil he kept inside.

“The nanny is coming to you… Bring Kenny Jr. along and come meet her… Mrs. Bonetti.”

I gasped just as the line went dead. Mrs. Bonetti… he called me Mrs. Bonetti. I told myself over and over feeling like I went on autopilot. I slowly looked down at my lavender paint-stained leggings and frowned. He wanted me to meet this bitch looking crazy, not giving me enough time to change into something decent. None of it mattered to me at the end of the day. I was Luca’s woman, the woman of his house, and well taken care of, and she had no place in his heart. It didn’t matter how I looked because or what this woman thought of me.

My man was not going to be the one taking care of her. The kids were a different story, because I actually adored them. Luca was very family oriented and didn’t do drama so today I would set the tone between Sanarah and I.

The nanny walked in with a stroller for Kenny Jr., already knowing that he was too heavy to walk with all the way to the front of the house. I got up, kissed Novae on the cheek and made my way to Luca and Sanarah.

I passed the grand staircase then the piano room and finally entered the main living room. I stopped right at the entrance when I spotted Sanarah with Luca nowhere in sight. She was beautiful. Her brown complexion had a natural glow to it. Her hair was in a nice high ponytail with baby hairs adorning her forehead. A cream-colored designer knit dress hugged her thick hourglass frame perfectly.