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?”

smile as soon as she saw

at the other servants walking away. “Why’s everybody

brothers and Signor Henriksson wanted the

Henriksson,’

thought it was cute how

part about them

“Which brothers?” I asked.

Rosolini and Signor

if I should walk in and see what was going on

Naaaah.

waste a golden

make sure the other servants were gone before I put my hand on the small of her back and whispered in

giggled as I led her down


the hall, we were French kissing and our hands

away.

shut the door and locked it. Then

looked worried. “But if they want something and

protests with my mouth on hers. Then I

She moaned…

pushed me

was a little bit

began to

whispered, “Didn’t you want to show

I wanted to

down so she could see the head of my stiff

make

she looked down

that look she had whenever

she’d ever seen, and

to her knees, tugged my boxers down

FUUUUUCK.

one hand, tickling my sack with

moved up and down on my

back… and then looked up at me with those gorgeous doe eyes I loved

smiled

sank almost all the

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

to gag a little and pulled

little strand of saliva hung from her lower lip to the

as she

as I picked her up and tossed her

clamped her hand over her mouth

I pulled up her dress around

she whispered with a grin,

rasped as I reached

legs, it was already drenched. I could smell her

she insisted, though she helped me out

off and tossed it on the

said as I lowered myself between her thighs,

as I pushed my swollen head

my entire shaft

soaking, and I was wet from her going down on

open and her face contorted like she was in pain – even though I knew it was

moan and rake her fingers across my back as I thrust

slap slap slap

– God – oh

groaned in her

– oh – FUCK –

you’re so –

didn’t finish the sentence because I heard the first CRACK

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