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.

I

a shit-ton of steps in Ragusa, so I figured it could’ve

Vicari narrowed his eyes

me smell your

because I knew I

only had Cat and I drunk the complimentary bottle of champagne that came with

another two bottles from

Okay, okay…

had maybe three

drunk all the

from two and a half bottles of champagne

but I was 100% sure he wouldn’t smell sex on me because I’d taken a

smell anything else because Cat had followed Paolo’s advice about

walked over to Don Vicari, leaned over, and breathed in

Cosa Nostra: a mafia don sniffing my breath like he was a parent busting a

the fuck is that?” he

“Champagne.”

at me with disgust. “Champagne?! What the

blood boiled in one

if anybody was

knew

was quite obviously questioning my

worst insult he could

my fucking mind

was

something I probably shouldn’t

Scratch that:

I definitely

if you ever call me that again, I’ll slap the fucking shit out of

over at me

Vicari was shocked

his

and swung his arm at me in an open-handed

combat for months under

didn’t even think. I just

the inside of

like he was about

honest, as soon as I’d realized what I’d done, I almost shit one,

looked

the desk, shoving Rocco out of his

hands were balled

bull

stepped out

at me again

stepped back once

which point he reached into his jacket and pulled out

aimed directly

Fuck this.

I wasn’t

again,’” I snarled. “Is that the kind of pussy you want in your family? Somebody who’ll let another man call him that? Somebody who’ll just drop his pants and bend

me over the barrel of

then he started

hands (including the one with the gun) braced on his knees, and proceeded to

ever heard him laugh in that psycho way of his, or maybe

Nothing like this.

Neither had Rocco, apparently.

looked like he’d just seen aliens

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

I had no clue.

about trying to disarm Don Vicari

have to shoot my way out of a compound surrounded by a hundred Sicilians

No thanks.

ride it out and

Don Vicari stood up 60 seconds later, he wiped a tear from the corner

had balls, kid, I didn’t even know the half of it,” he said, snorting with laughter as he

said casually, like

that,” he chuckled, then shook his head. “Why the fuck would you pull this bullshit just

drunk,” I said, not

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

but his eyes were still

this instance, Rocco was smarter than I

Don Vicari, thinking the danger was past

when

into my gut

but his old man

air went out of me,

EVER do that again. If you disrespected me like

say anything because I still

“And this – ”

an open palm into my face, knocking me to the

a dozen guys

of them didn’t punch half

is for not following my fucking directions and

on the

then air finally rushed back into my lungs. I inhaled with

of my face hurt, and my guts felt like

and straightened his jacket. Then he looked over

that took some fuckin’ balls,” he said. “You could learn a lesson or two from

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