Mafia Kings: Valentino: Chapter 19

Honor.

Duty.

Family.

That’s what it means to be in the Cosa Nostra.

At least, that’s what they all drilled into me growing up: my father… my brothers…

And my uncle, who turned out to be a fucking traitor.

‘Honor, duty, and family,’ my ass.

To be honest, though, I didn’t give being in the Cosa Nostra a lot of thought.

To me, it meant ‘Life is great.’

Party all the time…

Bang hot chicks…

And then I met Caterina, and I didn’t want to sleep with anyone else.

It’s not like it was serious, though.

It was just a fling.

It wasn’t going to go anywhere.

I kind of figured I’d wind up marrying some daughter of a mafia family.

I mean, when Dario married Alessandra, we all thought she was just some sweet little girl from the middle of nowhere –

But it turned out she was actually related to a Cosa Nostra family in Genoa.

Adriano married a random chick he met in Florence. Bianca was really cool, but she wasn’t Cosa Nostra.

However, I just figured that was a one-off exception, and me and the rest of my brothers would end up marrying mafia chicks.

So I didn’t take things too seriously with Cat.

She was just a cool chick who was great in bed…

Who I couldn’t stay away from.

She was the first thing I thought of when I got up in the morning…

And the last thing I thought of when I went to sleep.

(…sometimes in her bed.)

But it wasn’t serious or anything.

Or at least I thought it wasn’t…

Until some really bad Cosa Nostra shit came knocking on my door.


It was the day after Adriano’s wedding. We’d just found out the night before that Uncle Fausto had stabbed us in the back.

After breakfast with the newlyweds, Massimo left to go sweet-talk the Widow – the old mafiosa who ran all of Venice – into backing us against Fausto.

A little after lunchtime, I went down to see Caterina when a bunch of servants walked out of the kitchen. Cat was the last of them, and she had a puzzled look on her face.

“Hey,” I said nonchalantly. I tried to keep it lowkey between us when there were other people around. “What’s up?”

broke into a huge smile as soon as she

servants walking away. “Why’s everybody

brothers and Signor Henriksson wanted

Henriksson,’ she meant

thought it was cute how

part about them clearing the

“Which brothers?” I asked.

and

if I should walk in and

Naaaah.

a

my hand on the small of her back and whispered in her ear, “Good… I

led


one of the guest bedrooms down the hall, we were French kissing

– mmf,” she groaned, then pushed me away. “I should get back – they

door and locked

“But if they want something and I’m not there

mouth on hers. Then I grabbed

She moaned…

pushed me

was a little bit annoyed

began to frantically unbutton

she whispered, “Didn’t you want to show

wanted to

boxers down so she could see

you make me,” I

as she looked down

had

thing she’d ever seen, and that

to her knees, tugged my boxers down further, and took me

FUUUUUCK.

my balls in one hand, tickling my sack

she slowly moved up and down on my

went down deep on me… pulled back… and then looked up at me with those gorgeous doe

she smiled and

contact, sank almost all the

fuck,” I groaned as I smoothed her hair away from her face, wanting to take in

a little and pulled

from her lower

want it inside me,” she moaned as she ran her fingers up and

I picked her up and

clamped her hand over her

I pulled up her dress

a grin, like You better

I reached

against the fabric between her legs, it was already drenched. I

she helped

pulled the underwear off and tossed it on the

lowered myself between her thighs, angling my

pushed my swollen head inside

then slid my entire shaft

was soaking, and I was wet from her going down on

God!” she whispered, her mouth open and her face contorted like she

and rake her fingers across my back as I thrust inside her hard

slap slap

God – oh –

I groaned in

oh –

you’re so –

sentence because I heard the first CRACK outside

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