Mafia Kings: Valentino: Chapter 51

After we both came the second time, Cat snuggled up next to me on the bed.

“That was fucking incredible,” I said.

“So incredible,” she murmured, her eyes closed.

“It’s funny, though.”

“What’s funny?” she asked sleepily.

“You usually wear that perfume I like.”

“Your driver told me not to. So you wouldn’t smell like me when you went back home.”

Smart.

Speaking of Paolo –

I looked over at the clock radio on the bedside table (and was immediately jealous that it was a clock radio, not a fucking brass alarm clock).

We had an hour and fifteen minutes to go.

I hated this new life of being at the beck and call of others. Running around whenever they ordered me to. Feeling like I had to punch a clock.

Even though I’d had to do whatever Dario said, I had a shit-ton more freedom back home.

I thought of Niccolo again angrily. It had all started with him – his fucking plan to marry me off –

And yet someone else had gone around him.

“You said Alessandra helped you?” I asked Cat.

“Mm-hm,” she murmured, still blissed out from the sex.

But I had questions, and very little time to get the answers.

“How?”

“She asked her grandmother for help.”

Holy shit.

Her grandmother – who Alessandra didn’t even know about just a few months ago – was part of the Cosa Nostra family that ran Genoa. The Oldanis.

If she was helping Alessandra go around Dario’s orders –

That was crazy.

If I did that, I might get thrown out of the family for betrayal.

If one of our foot soldiers did it, they would be executed.

I doubted Dario would do either to Alessandra – he definitely wouldn’t kill her –

But other mafia dons would have, no question.

Don Vicari wouldn’t have hesitated.

However, divorce was probably on the table. If Dario and Alessandra stayed married, it would be the end of him ever trusting her again.

was risking a war with our family

was pretty sure Dario wouldn’t go

But Niccolo might.

the one being

bubbled

Fucker!

taunt him about it since it would endanger

how did Alessandra’s grandmother get

guy’s name?” Cat asked sleepily.

“Yeah.”

her eyes still closed. “Alessandra just said her

Oldani paid

“I think Alessandra did.”

opened wide. “How

mumbled. I

Shit…

risking a lot

Vicari found out,

to be honest, Paolo would

his don,

meant I couldn’t

he’d sell out Don Vicari, he’d sell me

Shit.

a

to call you, but she said they would probably listen in

took away my phone, and I’m sure he would have made me talk in front of him if I got

lifted her head to look

you anything

me to know his name.” Cat frowned. “Why are you

want to worry her, so I told a little

Don Vicari is probably

I didn’t want

so it was pretty incredible that you found

back

figured she was anxious because she knew I’d been about to say Cosa

that wasn’t

she like?”

“Who?”

her head and gave me a pissed-off look. “The girl you’re supposed to

Oh.

Yeah.

completely forgotten

“Good. You better not have been thinking

“If I did, I think I’d

“Why? Is she ugly?”

no, she’s fine.

“What is she?”

And thin as

I knew she was sensitive about her weight – which was ridiculous to me. She should’ve known by now I couldn’t get enough of her body exactly

no ass, no

now she was annoyed. “So that’s all that

grabbed her chin with my

narrowed her eyes. “So… what’s your

face… gorgeous eyes… a good heart… loyal… the kind of girl who would come halfway across Italy to find

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