Mafia Kings: Valentino: Chapter 9

I’d been in Florence for almost a week doing shit for Uncle Fausto.

Ever since Dario had gone to jail, Fausto had gotten paranoid that the government might be tapping our phones and monitoring our emails. So every month, somebody had to go deliver messages and cash to the guys who bribed our network of judges and cops in Florence.

Since I was low man on the totem pole, that job usually fell to me.

During the day, I met with our guys and had a few meetings with people who worked for the Agrellas – the Cosa Nostra family who ran all the street-level shit in Florence, like drugs and prostitution.

At night, I partied.

Sometimes with people in our own organization; sometimes with lower-level dudes in the Agrella family; and sometimes just with guys I knew from years of going to Florence.

The one thing I stayed away from on this trip was girls.

I didn’t hit up any of my regular booty calls when I came to town.

I didn’t go up to any hot chicks in the clubs.

And if a girl came over and talked to me, I’d be like, Sorry, tonight I’m just hanging with my friends.

One of my buddies noticed and asked me what the fuck was going on.

“Just not feelin’ it,” I yelled back over the music.

“What the fuck?!” he laughed. “When the fuck have you ever not ‘felt it’ – especially if they have tits like that chick had?!”

I didn’t tell him I was thinking about a chick with even bigger boobs – and all natural…

A thick little hottie with an ass to die for.

Not coming made me start to get edgy and super horny…

But all I could think about was Caterina.

said she would start

on getting

to my brother, I definitely had plans to seduce

I was there to greet her on her first

to go back home after my last meeting with the Agrellas, but the guys insisted I go

of it, but they

to go out drinking with them on my last night in Florence, and I didn’t have a good excuse

Uncle Fausto would be pissed if I didn’t keep up appearances… so we went out for a

drink, then switched to soda water and lime

Agrella

soon as they were drunk enough and had some girls interested

to my hotel room, grabbed my suitcases and threw them in the Bugatti, and got the

head kept saying, I should just spend the night. Get some sleep and drive back home tomorrow

this feeling in my gut that I had to get back

I could think about

was pretty insane. She was just another girl – like the dozen or so I’d turned down all week

Except… she wasn’t.

something different

she smelled… something the

so different

thinking about her

taking her

cock deep inside her while I gripped that spectacular ass in

reason, I couldn’t

it was driving me

just ‘a little,’

driving me

to be able to

deserted highways and

me back home at 5:30 in the morning, but he let me in without any

garage – we always had somebody there in case of an emergency – and told the guy in charge to have somebody take my bags

the time I walked in the front door, I was hungry

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