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

Chapter 66

The ride home was great.

Paolo appreciated that I got out to the car on time.

After a few minutes of pleasant chatting, we stopped talking, after which I replayed movies in my head of my morning with Cat.

The sounds she’d made.

The way her breasts had felt in my hands –

The way her pussy had caressed my cock.

The look on her face as she came over and over and over.

It had been a fucking great day.

A great day fucking, you might say.

So when we got back to Don Vicari’s compound, I was feeling pretty good.

That all changed at the drop of a hat.

I had just walked into the kitchen when an older servant looked up at me.

There was no mistaking the look of terror on her face.

I stopped in my tracks, wondering what the fuck had happened.

All of a sudden, an angry voice boomed from the other side of the house.

“IS THAT HIM? SEND HIM IN HERE!”

It was Don Vicari –

And he sounded furious.

Shit.

Shit, shit, SHIT –

My mind raced.

Had he found out about Cat?

Was she in danger?!

Was I about to be killed?!

Everything in me wanted to run –

But I forced myself to put one foot in front of the other until I got to the study.

When I walked into the room, Don Vicari was sitting at his desk, a demonic scowl on his face.

Rocco was standing next to him.

My first reaction was You fucking son of a bitch –

But then I realized that Rocco hadn’t sold me out. Not intentionally, at least.

His eyes were downcast, his lips were quivering, and he looked like he might start crying any second.

There was a bright red mark on his cheek –

Like he’d been viciously slapped.

Or maybe even punched.

The ‘tough guy’ had gotten smacked around by Daddy.

But then I realized what that meant for me:

Nothing good, that was for sure.

“You wanted to see me?” I asked.

“Where the fuck were you today?” Vicari snarled.

I stared at him in surprise.

Oh shit.

“Yeah,” Don Vicari said with a savage smile. “I’ve got eyes and ears everywhere. Rocco didn’t know I had a mole in his crew. He called me earlier to tell me Rocco punched you and left you behind, and then you just disappeared. So tell me, pretty boy – what the fuck were you doing?”

I knew from Rocco’s expression that the jig was up.

No point in lying.

…unless it was lying by omission.

“In exchange for punching me in front of his crew – so he got to look tough in front of his guys – Rocco let me go,” I said. “So I went drinking.”

Rocco, who had been staring at the floor like a five-year-old, looked up at me in surprise.

Don Vicari frowned. Apparently he hadn’t been expecting a confession.

(Even though I left out the part about who I was drinking with. And what else I was doing with her.)

“Bullshit,” Vicari snapped.

“It’s the truth.”

“Where were you drinking?”

Shit.

Ragusa,” I said. “Somewhere near

steps in Ragusa, so I figured it could’ve been

narrowed his

smell your breath,” he

about the drinking because I knew I could

I drunk the complimentary

also drunk another two bottles from the

Okay, okay…

maybe three glasses

all

a half bottles of champagne over

he wouldn’t

else because Cat had followed Paolo’s advice about

walked over to Don Vicari, leaned over, and

was – by far – the weirdest fucking thing that had ever happened to me in the Cosa Nostra: a mafia don sniffing my breath like

fuck is that?”

“Champagne.”

at me with disgust. “Champagne?! What the fuck are you, a

boiled in one second

if anybody was

knew Vicari

he was quite obviously

worst insult he could

lost my fucking mind

I was

did something I probably shouldn’t

Scratch that:

definitely shouldn’t

ever call me that again, I’ll slap the fucking shit

at me in wide-eyed

was

his expression

arm at me in an open-handed slap

hand-to-hand combat for

didn’t even think.

struck the inside of

about to shit

honest, as soon as I’d realized what I’d done, I

looked

the

hands were balled

like a bull and swung

I stepped

at me again

I stepped back once

reached into his

directly

Fuck this.

I was going out, I

“Is that the kind of pussy you want in your family?

at me over the barrel of

then he started roaring with

both his hands (including the one with the gun) braced on his

him laugh in that psycho way of his, or maybe chuckle a

Nothing like this.

Neither had Rocco, apparently.

looked like he’d just seen aliens walk

and his father like, Am I on drugs?! WHAT THE FUCK IS GOING

I had no clue.

to disarm Don Vicari

of a compound surrounded by a

No thanks.

to ride it out and see what

60 seconds later, he wiped a tear from the corner

said you had balls, kid, I didn’t even know the half of it,”

I said casually, like it

that,” he chuckled, then shook his head. “Why the fuck

I said, not knowing what

Vicari started laughing again and turned to Rocco. “He likes to

but his eyes were

Rocco was smarter than

along with Don Vicari, thinking the danger was past

that was when he

slammed into my

but his old man sure as shit

ready for it. All the air went out of me, and I collapsed

not EVER do that

unable to say anything because I still couldn’t

“And this – ”

open palm into my face, knocking

by over a dozen

half as hard as

my fucking directions and

there sprawled on the floor,

into my lungs. I inhaled with a

was ringing, the side of my face hurt, and my guts felt like they were

his jacket.

a shithead, that took some fuckin’ balls,” he said. “You could

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