Mafia Kings: Valentino: Chapter 22

Things were going awful for Valentino. I could tell because he was distracted and worried, which never happened.

I normally steered clear of asking him anything about his family – but he was so stressed out that I couldn’t help myself.

One night, after we’d had sex in my bedroom, I was lying in his arms with my head on his chest.

“Is everything okay?” I asked.

“It’s great,” he replied absentmindedly. “You were incredible, like always.”

I smiled. “So were you. But I was talking about everything else going on around the house.”

“…oh.”

Val was quiet for a few seconds, but he finally asked, “What do you know?”

“Well… I’d have to be blind not to notice that Signor Massimo and Signor Roberto are – ”

I could hear the smile in his voice as Valentino interrupted me. “You can just call them Massimo and Roberto. Niccolo’s not waiting in the shadows to jump out and yell at you.”

“If he is, then he’s a pervert,” I joked.

Valentino laughed. “I’ll tell him you said that.”

I bolted up from his chest in a panic. “NO!”

harder. “I was kidding!

joke about

eyes. “Okay, fine. You were saying

are gone. And Mr. Henrik– uh,

but I could tell

either,” I continued. “Normally she tells me everything. When she keeps things to herself, I know it’s serious. What’s going on? Are

for a long moment, then sighed. “You can’t repeat to anybody what I’m about

“I promise.”

would get furious if they knew

churned in

did not want either of them angry with

could help Valentino by

take it to my grave,” I

remember my

“Of course.”

when they left the house after the death of

them at Alessandra’s wedding –

betrayed us,” Valentino snarled. “Uncle Fausto is the one who tried to have

he’d thrown a bucket of ice-cold water on

I whispered in shock.

Valentino

“But – that’s horrible!”

“I know.”

and Roberto and Lars are gone? To try to – to take care

bring myself to say To

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