Nico's POV
This was the night when things changed. I had invited my best capos and my inner circle to the mansion where we were to have a special dinner. The word of a Don was law in our world but his reputation would be judged by the respect of his men. I would have explained to my Mafia fellows that Iris was no longer just under my charge. I would have told them that she was now my woman, future mother of my heirs, and that any man who glanced at her out of place would be dealt with hastily.
A white cloth, silver forks and heavy crystal glasses had been laid on the long dining table. The room had the smell of costly waxes and the luxurious food that the cooks were preparing in the kitchen. Before the table slab, I was staring at the set of food stacked there. I was in my best black sui
