20 New Don One Week Later Enzo POV "I'm not questioning you boss, but do you think bringing the Donna to this meeting is a good idea? Some of the older capos still believe that women have no place in our business, just like Marco. If we want them to stand with you, bringing her into the fold might be better done after you have their support. I've seen the Donna handle herself in the warehouse, but sitting around a table with these men is different," Bruno says. I know he's right, and I won't lie that it worries me, but I have to trust my wife. Besides, we have all heard the stories of Herbito Appono. There is a reason that Alberto assigned him to his daughters. When we were small boys, they acted like he was the boogie man who would skin you alive if you didn't listen. "They will need to get used to these changes, Bruno. I am not my father. I will not treat my wife like a glorified maid and bed warmer." I smile when the door to my office opens and Luciana steps inside dressed for the meeting. A black pencil skirt, white button shirt, and heels. Her hair is pulled into a tight bun. I know she has at least a gun on her, but I can't imagine where the hell she is hiding it. She clears her throat. "If you are done checking me out, we need to leave, husband. We need to arrive before the capos." I chuckle as I round the desk and press a quick kiss on her lips. "Are you sure you are ready for this amore? My father isn't the only man who takes offense at women being brought to the table of business." "I'm ready. I think it's time to educate the old guard," she says. We make our way out to the car where Herbito is already waiting. He opens the door for Luciana and I slide in next to her. I smile when he closes the door, intending to ride with my men. The car lurches forward, and I notice Luciana skirt riding up her leg. A garter is visible along with the skin of her creamy white thigh. I shift my position as my c**k starts to harden. Outside some making out like teenagers and holding her while she has slept, we have yet to physically claim each other. I am so ready to finally have my wife under me. To line myself up with her beautiful body and sink deep inside her. Make her mine in every way. I know she probably isn't ready to let me put that baby in her belly yet, but the thought of her carrying our child makes my already hardening c**k tent my pants. Her hand on my thigh makes me groan. "As much as I'm glad you like what you see Enzo. It's probably not a good idea to meet with the old pr*cks with a hard on," she says. I practically choke on my own spit as I look toward my little wife who is smiling like the Chesire Cat. "We are here boss," Bruno says through the intercom. The mood in the car shifts immediately. "I will need a few minutes to set up the table with Herbito before our guests arrive," she says. "Alright amore, please just be careful. I know you are strong, but you are not invincible." She presses a kiss on my lips before she slides out of the car, first this time. I slide out next as I watch my wife and Herbito disappear inside the building. Bruno and my men join me just inside the building I use for meetings, which is mutual territory for the capos. "You all know your duty is to protect your queen as much as me. If anything happens to her, I will put a bullet in your head after I torture you. Do you understand?" They all nod before beginning to sweep the building before the capos arrive. I follow Bruno to the meeting room and smirk as I watch Luciana set down a tumbler 1/3 20 New Don at each seat. I make my way across the room intending to ask her about the glasses when one of my men alerts us that the capos have begun to arrive. I stand near the head of the table with Luciana at one side and Bruno at the other. I notice glares toward my wife as the capos come in and take their seats. I keep my face impassive, waiting for the five men to take their seats. Out of the corner of my eye I notice Luciana grab a decanter with amber liquid from a nearby table. I want to laugh when the men smile as she walks around the table, pouring them each two fingers of the high-end liquor. I watch each man begin to sip on the liquid, still confused why Luciana insisted on setting this up ahead of time. I reach for Luciana's chair when the sound of a glass slamming has me looking toward the table. Vincenzo Menza has his eyes focused on my wife. He is one of the ba**ards I knew would have a problem with my wife being present for this meeting. Luciana POV I knew today wasn't going to be easy, but I needed Enzo to trust that I could stand by his side. That I won't be a weakness but a strength. Herbito stood in the corner while I readied everything. I needed to do this on my own. That is exactly why I haven't involved my papa. Unless it will affect the Rizzo business, this is a matter for the Caruso family to deal with. It is a sign of weakness to ask my papa for help and I will not make my husband look weak. As I watch each man sip from the tumblers, I smile to myself. Enzo pulling my chair out for me to sit at the table has the expected effect. "What the f**k do you think you are doing, offering a woman a seat at the table, Enzo," the old ba**ard practically growls. "Careful Vincenzo, do not disrespect my wife," Enzo says. "Exactly why she shouldn't be here Enzo. This is a discussion of matters that women should show nothing about," another older capo says, but his words seem to be out of concern. "Is this really the best use of our time to discuss the fact that I have a v*gina, and you all think that makes me weak? Now I'm sure that you all have your opinions about the women in your families, but let me be clear l am here to rule the family at my husband's side." "What the hell makes you think that any of us will support Enzo if he allows you to be part of this, bambina (little girl)" Vincenzo says, with a sinister smile. "It's funny to me how much men who are supposed to be intelligent enough to run guns, drugs, launder money, and rule our world underestimate people because of their anatomy. This meeting was not to ask permission for Enzo to take his rightful place as the head of this family. It was to inform you it was happening. Now you can agree, or you can be eliminated from your position and another capo appointed by Don Enzo." Vincenzo throws his head back and laughs like I just told him the funniest joke he's ever heard. He stands slamming his hands down on the table. "Puttana, I don't care who your father is. You will not threaten or disrespect me." I take my seat and Enzo takes the one at the head of the table. "By all means, then leave, but make sure you call your wife to say goodbye." I look at my watch for effect. "I would say you have about an hour before your wife is a widow." He looks at the glass on the table before he looks back at me. His hand reaches for his breast pocket, but I'm quicker. My gun is pointed at him, and he quickly drops his hand to his side. "What the f**k is this Enzo? You aren't man enough to put your wife in her place. You will never be my Don," Vincenzo says. I pull the trigger and the ba**ard drops to the ground. "Anyone else want to question if I should be here?" The men stay quiet. I open my hand for Herbito to place the pill bottle in it. "Depending on how the rest of this 2/3 20 New Don +15 Points > meeting goes, you will be given an antidote for the poison you've ingested. Understand that my husband will be the Don of the Caruso family with or without your support." I look at Enzo and simply nod. The meeting lasts another thirty minutes and by the time it's all done, each capo has pledged his allegiance to Enzo as Don. Each capo rounds the table to kiss Enzo's ring and I stand to offer each of them a pill. I'm shocked when the first capo reaches for my hand to kiss my wedding ring. Each one follows suit, even the older capo that spoke against me being in the meeting. Once the room is cleared, Enzo turns me to face him. He takes my hand in his and lifts it to his mouth, kissing my ring. "My queen" he says. I do the same to him. "My king." Without warning, he lifts me off the ground and presses me against the wall. He slams his lips down on mine. My skirt is bunched around my waist and I can feel his hardening c**k against my barely covered center. I swear I'm ready to burst into flames as I grind myself against him. I pull back, breaking the kiss. "Take me home, Enzo." Lust swirls in his eyes, sending a shiver down my spine. "With pleasure, amore."