Busted.

Dominick's POV

I glanced down at the woman on my bed, my lips opening in shock. She looked exactly like Sol—same golden hair, slanted gray eyes, and oblong face. It was crazy because her parents and sister had told me she had passed away four years ago due to some stupid disease.

She cried, shaking her head. "Please, please, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to deceive you; I only wanted to protect my family."

"Shut up, you bitch. How come you're alive?" I sneered at her, trying to hold in my anger. "Tell me!"

"Four years ago, I went to the UK to live. My family probably told you I was dead because they were disappointed that I didn't want anything to do with the mafia. I swear that's all." Her thick lashes flustered nervously.

I got up from the bed and looked away from her. I was angry, conflicted about what to do with this information. I have only just taken over from my dad as the Don of the Phoenix dynasty mafia, and if he heard about this, he'll definitely think I am a joke. I turned my attention back to her; she cowered on the bed, using the sheets to cover her body. Truthfully, this girl was too weak compared to her more outgoing sister; she was nowhere near mafia material.

"Where is she?" Her gray eyes avoided my gaze, and she was making me lose my patience. "Where is your sister, damn it!"

The harshness of my tone made her jump, and she sat up on the bed, her whole body trembling. "She... eloped with a man."

"That damn bitch Sol!" I threw my head back in a sarcastic laugh. Of course, I knew she was meeting with a silly boy, I thought his name was Tom or something. But I had told her to wrap it up and break up with him. Honestly, I didn't even want to get married to her, but my dad said we needed to strengthen our hold more in New York. The Grande mafia was the second most powerful after us here in New York.

"Did you say your name was Luna?" I pointed a finger at her, and she nodded nervously. "Get up and get the fuck out of my room."

She hurried out of the bed, picked up her robe from the floor, and headed for the door. She stopped just at the exit. "Please, I'm really sorry, Dominick, don't hurt my family," she pleaded through tears.

I scoffed at her stupid tears. "Just pray I find your sister because if I don't, both you and your family will pay dearly," I yelled, prompting her to run out of my room.

I quickly went to my closet, grabbed a robe, and wore it over my body before going outside the room. I ordered one of my maids to clean my room and change the sheets before I made my way towards my study. I asked one of the staff to call Alen, my right-hand man and best friend, into my study.

"What's the matter? I thought you were supposed to be enjoying your night with your new bride," Alen's sarcastic voice brought me out of my thoughts as he walked inside the study.

Normally, anyone who spoke to me this way apart from my Dad would have been dead by now, but Alen was different. He had been my best friend since we were kids, and I'm glad he was my second in command. We never kept any secrets from each other. I sighed and narrated everything to him.

Alen sighed, taking a seat in front of me. "I've always known Sol was a firecracker, but damn, does she have a death wish or something? What are you going to do, though? If your father finds out about this, he might try to remove you from your position."

I banged my hand on the table, feeling my chest expand in anger. "Never! I need you to find that bitch Sol and bring that silly boy to me alive. Remember, she has something that fucking belongs to me."

"Alright Dom, I'll get to it right away," he stood up and made his way out of the study.

I relaxed my back against the chair, but honestly, I felt uncomfortable. My dick was throbbing, fucking blue balls. I was ready to get down to business with that girl, only to find out she was a damn virgin, the horror. I had actually fucked her sister twice, and she was a wide one; man, the contrast between them was glaring. I picked up my phone on the table and dialed a number; I needed to get my dick some relief. After a few minutes, one of the staff came to announce to me that Selene was here.

Fucking bitch, I knew she was so desperate for my attention.

"Send her into my room," I ordered curtly before making my way there.

Immediately I entered, I saw Selene already waiting on my bed. She was putting on black lingerie that brought out all her luscious curves. She rolled her hips seductively, her lips parted slightly, inviting me for a kiss.

Honestly, I didn't really give a fuck about her, but she was so damn good in bed, and I could use that right now. I quickly peeled the robe off my body and made my way towards the bed. I held her and kissed her passionately until she was out of breath.

"What happened? I thought you were supposed to be with your new wife tonight," she asked, panting as she ran her hands through my back.

"Shut the fuck up," I shushed her with a kiss before using my hand to rip her panties off. I didn't have time for foreplay; I just needed relief. I slammed into her; she moaned aloud, her body jerking with each thrust. I knew Luna or whatever would be hearing Selene's voice, but I didn't give a fuck. She'd have to deal.

The next morning, a knock on my door sounded, awakening me. I tried to move my body but felt something heavy restraining me. I quickly opened my eyes, alert, but rolled my eyes when I saw it was just Selene. I yanked her hand from my waist and got out of bed, putting on my robe. I opened the door and peeked out to see one of the staff standing there.

She quickly bowed her head in greeting. "Good morning boss, your father is here to see you."

"What!" My eyes widened in horror. Could it be he heard something about Sol?