Her Mafia Daddy - Chapter 32: Chapter 32

I hurried from the car and didn't look back. When Dimitri asked if I'd like to take the boat out two days later, I eagerly agreed. Being off the estate meant the possibility of escape, and I would grab every opportunity presented.
I expected one of those deep sea fishing boats. Or maybe a sleek speedboat. I did not expect a gigantic 30-metre mega-yacht with split-level decks and a pool. Dark tinted windows ran along the side, hiding the interior from curious eyes. Perfect for mafia business, I supposed.
The name on the back read, IL DESTINO.
Valentina's POV
Great. Even here I couldn't escape the Ravazzani concept of fate. "This is your boat?" I asked as he helped me aboard.
"It's my father's. Don't you like it?"
"What's not to like? This is a floating five-star hotel." Dimitri chuckled. "Come on, I'll show you around."
He briefly spoke with one of the crew members and then we set off. Each deck was more impressive than the last. Large living spaces, lounges, lush cabins, and a beach club pool area in the rear. In the front was a master suite complete with jacuzzi and helipad, plus a glass bottom window to the ocean below. I tried not to drool as we walked around, but it was a struggle.
"I would never leave if this yacht was mine," I said, dragging a finger across the soft leather chair. We were already headed into the blue waters of the Ionian Sea, the salty breeze in our faces.
"Then you should prepare to stay because this will be yours someday. Ours, actually." That significantly dampened my enthusiasm. I didn't want to think about our pending marriage or Rafael Ravazzani.
I'd managed to avoid him by working outside in the vineyard and with the animals. The castle staff was kind and patient with me, especially considering the language barrier. Dimitri had bought me a book on how to learn Italian, though, so I was slowly getting better.
Do not ever try to tell me you weren't made for this life, that you weren't born to rule as a queen. I closed my eyes, unwilling to consider it.
That couldn't be true. It couldn't. I had a life in Toronto, a family that I missed. I wanted to go to school and choose my own husband. Marrying into my father's world Rafael 's world was out of the question. I would never have any independence if I did.
"Are you feeling ill?" Dimitri touched my arm. "We have medicine for that."
"No, I'm fine. I won't get seasick." He smirked down at me. "Just like you won't get sick from drinking?"
I couldn't help but smile. "You are the one who let me drink so much grappa."
"As if I could have stopped you. Now let's go have some lunch and get some sun." We went to the beach club area on the bottom deck. Lobster salad, fresh bread and crisp white wine had been laid out on the table near the pool.
Dimitri whipped off his shirt, leaving him in just a pair of tiny swim shorts and sunglasses. He was all bronze skin and lean muscles, with several tattoos on a torso with very little body fat. God, he was gorgeous.
Good genes obviously ran in his family, and I wondered what the elder Ravazzani looked like under his clothing. Probably just as ripped, but with more body hair and bulkier. Stronger. Thicker....
"You have the strangest look on your face right now." Dimitri frowned at me. "Do you not like lobster?"
I mentally shook myself and removed my cover up. A tiny bikini had been waiting in my new closet, and it was a relief to feel the sun on my whole body. "I love it. This is perfect."
His eyes swept down my body. "You are bellissima, Tina ."
"Grazie. You are quite bellissimo yourself."
"Thank you." He smirked. "I am thinking whoever purchased that bikini for you should be arrested. It is criminal how good you look."
I glanced around to make sure we were alone. "You are gay, right?" I asked in a whisper.
"That does not mean I cannot appreciate beauty when I see it."
"Is that how you're planning on creating the next generation of Ravazzanis?"
Dimitri grimaced, his teasing forgotten. "I am hoping to delay that as long as possible. No offence."
"None taken. I am also hoping to delay that." Like never. "But you'll have to make babies some day, right?"
"Of course, yes."
"Will we be overheard while onboard?"
"Not here. It's already been swept for bugs and my father doesn't have cameras installed. I think it's because he uses the boat with Katarzyna."
His phone suddenly pinged several times from where it rested on the table. "Should you get that?"
"Would you mind?"
"This isn't a date, Dimitri ." He grinned and lifted his phone. "I like you, Tina . You make this easy." Whatever he read on the screen caused him to frown. "Trouble at work?"
"My father. He didn't know I was bringing you out today."
"Why would he care?"
"I stopped trying to understand him years ago." He put his phone back on the table. "He is acting strangely. I can't explain it, but he's very interested in your whereabouts at all times."