Mafia Kings: Valentino: Dark Mafia Romance Series #6 by Olivia Thorn

Mafia Kings: Valentino: Chapter 7

I moved into the Rosolini mansion later that afternoon. The plan had been to wait until next week – after I could retrieve all my clothes from my apartment in Florence – but a couple of things sped up the schedule.

My ex drove me home. The entire time, he complained bitterly about having to wait three hours and being dissed by a bunch of ‘mafia goons.’

“I could’ve taken ‘em,” he boasted.

Yeah. Sure, buddy. Keep dreamin’.

He was even more resentful when I didn’t want to hook up afterwards.

“I drove you all that way and waited around for nothing?!” he fumed.

In the old days I might have given in, but all I could think about now was Valentino.

Why settle for hamburger (my ex) when you could have filet mignon?

He drove off in a huff like a spoiled child when I didn’t give him what he wanted.

When my parents found out where I’d been, they were ten times worse.

My mother saw the gigantic smile on my face and asked what was going on.

“I got a new job,” I announced happily.

When I told her where, she blew her lid and went and got my father.

screaming at me about

kind of a fool goes

shame us in front of

watch – you’ll end up in a shallow

shut myself in the

a man answered on the other

and

Caterina Martinelli. I just got hired this afternoon to work in the kitchen. My parents, are, uh, freaking out. Is there any way someone could come to pick me up,

be there

address is

already know

Then he hung up.

that wasn’t

screaming at me from

came out, brushed past them, and hurriedly went into my room to pack. I threw everything I had into my suitcase and waited out

in a black suit and tie get out of the car and head for

of me. “If you go out there and get in that

at

have said that

I probably would have listened to her. But even

the years of my parents never

Of criticizing me –

comparing me to my brothers and

me a slut

suffering came crashing down on me