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

Chapter 45

Mafia Kings: Valentino: Chapter 45

We were meeting Rocco in a town called Gela, another small beach resort on the southern coast of Sicily.

Gela was a lot farther west than Pozzallo, which meant it was closer to Don Vicari’s compound. Paolo got us there in only an hour and a half.

We found Rocco and his boys in another café, sitting outside in their tracksuits.

“Well, well, well,” Rocco said as I walked up with Paolo. “Look who’s here – Mr. Bleedin’ Heart.”

I didn’t say anything. I just stood there grimly.

Rocco stayed in his chair. He knew better than to stand up next to me and look like a school kid.

“Am I gonna have any fuckin’ trouble out of you today?” he snapped.

“No.”

“No, sir,” he corrected me.

All his rent-a-thugs snickered.

“Don’t push it,” I warned him.

He glared at me, then broke out into a smirk. “The only reason I’m puttin’ up with your sorry ass is because Pop said I had to. But you so much as step out of line or give me any lip, I swear…”

He trailed off to imply a threat. It wasn’t very scary.

I wanted to say, You swear what, exactly? You’ll send me back home to Daddy because you’re too much of a pussy to handle it yourself?

Instead, I replied, “I won’t say anything.”

“Good. But just so I don’t have to listen to your fucking whining, today we’re starting with the scum of the earth. Does that meet your approval?” he asked mockingly.

“Fine.”

“Good. Let’s roll.”

Paolo moved to follow the group as they all moved into the street –

snapped. “You’re not part

watched forlornly as I walked

hurry to be a gangster, I wanted to

you might just get

you if

back alleys of Gela, looking for

coughed up immediately, producing fatter stacks of bills than the shopkeepers from

weren’t exactly flush

Rocco punched him in the stomach so hard the guy crumpled to the ground. Rocco told him to have the money (plus a 50% late fee) in five days, or Rocco would break

guy tried to run for it when he saw Rocco down the

Big mistake.

thugs took off at

those tracksuits were good

got a phone

him? Good. Where are you? Alright –

alley where the three thugs

same Armani Exchange as Rocco’s dipshits – but his eyes were

Classic case:

high

supply, which was his really big

a grand, but they’ve been giving me the runaround. I been on their ass all week

head like

then, out of nowhere, he punched

it from the

people walking by the alleyway stopped to

LOOKIN’ AT?!” Rocco roared

They immediately disappeared.

guy. “You owe me six

– no, it’s only three,” the

his broken jaw, it sounded more like,

before all the late fees. Now you

– ” the guy pleaded,

of shit what happens when he’s late on his bills,” Rocco said to

they

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