The Don's Redemption

Katya

"Bye mommy!" Christopher kissed my forehead, wrapping his chubby little hands around my neck.

I sucked in a deep breath as I inhaled the sweet aroma of his talcum powder, keeping it as brief as possible.

He was already late for school as it was.

Because someone had insisted on packing snacks himself and ended up spilling it all over the place.

I bid my son farewell as one of my security led him into the school, and only then did I slip on my shades and walk towards my car.

Kyrian opened it with a warning, "he's in there."

Oh shoot me.

Ferrara sat languidly, talking on his phone as he fired instructions in Italian.

But his eyes raked through me, giving me a heated double over. I felt as though I were in lingerie, not a turtle-neck.

Not again.

I entered the car and took a seat close to the window, strapping my seatbelt.

Ferrara quickly ended the call and turned to me, his gaze heated through my peripheral vision.

"I apologize about last night, it wasn't my intention to...