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

Chapter 67

Mafia Kings: Valentino: 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.

know Ragusa,” I said.

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

Vicari narrowed his

your breath,”

him about the drinking because I knew I could sell

Cat and I drunk the complimentary bottle of champagne

another two

Okay, okay…

maybe

all

from two and a half bottles of champagne

that, but I was 100% sure he wouldn’t smell sex on

Cat had followed Paolo’s advice about

over to Don Vicari, leaned over, and breathed in

ever happened to me in the Cosa Nostra: a mafia don sniffing

the fuck is that?”

“Champagne.”

with disgust. “Champagne?! What the fuck are

in one second

care if anybody

knew Vicari

he was quite obviously questioning

worst insult he could level

about lost my

was already

I did something

Scratch that:

definitely

I hissed, “and if you ever call me that again, I’ll slap the

over at me

was

his expression

swung his arm at me in an open-handed slap

studied hand-to-hand combat

even think.

the inside of his, HARD, and stopped the

looked like he was about to shit a

realized what I’d done, I almost

looked

stomping around the

though, his hands were

a bull

I stepped out of

swung at

I stepped back once

point he reached into his jacket and

aimed directly in

Fuck this.

I was going out, I

again,’” I snarled. “Is that the kind of pussy you want in your family?

the barrel of the gun

started roaring

one with the gun) braced on his knees, and proceeded to bust

only ever heard him laugh in that psycho way of

Nothing like this.

Neither had Rocco, apparently.

seen aliens walk out of a

and his father like, Am I

I had no clue.

disarm Don Vicari and take away the

shoot my way out of a compound surrounded

No thanks.

ride it out

seconds later, he wiped a tear from the corner

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

faggot,” I said casually, like

head. “Why the fuck would you pull this bullshit just so

said, not knowing

again and turned to Rocco.

smiled, but his eyes

this instance, Rocco was

laughing along with Don Vicari, thinking the danger was past

was when he sucker-punched

my gut like

but his old man sure as

ready for it. All the air went out of me, and I collapsed to my knees in

EVER do that again. If you disrespected me like that in front of anybody else but my son, I’d put a

just nodded, unable to say anything because I

“And this – ”

an open palm into my

a dozen guys

them didn’t punch half as hard as Don Vicari’s

following my fucking directions

sprawled on the floor, unable to

back into my lungs. I inhaled with

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

his jacket. Then he looked over

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

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