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

Chapter 69

Mafia Kings: Valentino: Chapter 69

Back in my room, I considered exactly what the fuck I had gotten myself into.

Should I continue to see Cat?

The smart answer was No –

But I’d never been one for the smart answer.

The truth was, I had nothing else but her –

And the idea of never seeing her again was fucking torture.

Speaking of torture, the only things that blotted out the horror of what I’d seen in the barn were my memories of Cat’s face –

Her eyes –

Her smile.

She was the angel who saved me from visions of Hell.

But if I kept seeing her, I was endangering her.

If Don Vicari found out about her…

However, if I didn’t continue seeing her, I was letting that fucking psychopath win.

The real truth?

I needed her.

It had been the truth back home – and it was especially true now.

Every waking minute without her, I plotted and I schemed to see her again.

To fuck her again.

To be with her again.

She was my drug. My addiction. My heroin, my crack cocaine.

Especially now, when the rest of my life was destroyed.

As far as real drugs go, my brothers and I had indulged every now and then – in Ibiza, Amsterdam, Barcelona.

Cocaine, ecstasy… party drugs. None of us had ever gotten addicted. We’d been able to ‘hit it and quit it.’

Part of that was because my father had always spoken about drug addicts with contempt, and none of us wanted to be the son who disappointed him.

However, Niccolo argued that some people were just trying to blot out the horrors of the world.

Abuse… grinding poverty… hopelessness.

Funny that it was Nic – the brother I hated – who’d argued for compassion.

But now I totally understood what he’d meant.

I’d seen something I’d never be able to unsee…

Something that would follow me to my grave…

And all I wanted was to blot out the memory with something pure. Something beautiful. Something wonderful.

But I couldn’t endanger her… I couldn’t lose her…

So the decision would have to be hers.

I would let her know the dangers, and I would let her make the final decision.

If it was No, I can’t take that chance, then I would accept it and tell her to run far away from Sicily.

But if she said Yes…

Then I was going to have to see her again.

I wanted her too badly.

I ached in my bones to see her again…

To fuck her again…

hold her

until I had

then, I had

I was going to need to get

or later, I’d be completely

the old lady, or any of the servants as I crept to

there, I knocked

voice called out,

in a quiet

was a long

Then –

“…what?!”

need to talk to you,”

opened an

you doing here?” Isabella whispered frantically. “If my

know. Let me in, I

looked panicked. “I

to touch you or make a pass at

Isabella paused…

her

Then opened the door.

“Hurry,” she whispered.

room, and she shut the door

light blue, shapeless nightgown that stretched from her collarbones to her ankles. It was sleeveless, which was the only thing remotely sexy about it. In fact, it looked

as soon as I was inside, I

other side of the

in

snarled. “What the hell are you

Whoa.

Touchy servant girl.

to Isabella, who had locked the

to me, you

“This is private.”

at me sternly. “I’m not sending her out

that’s what you’re afraid

the word but shook her head. “I don’t care. Anything you want to

It was obvious

had no intention of gambling my life on

have to take a

decided to give them just enough information that I could figure out how they

killed, and I

“What are you

you since we’re going to get married. Her,

tell my father anything.

do me

swear on my mother’s soul that I won’t tell,” Isabella interrupted, then looked over

she muttered, “I swear on my mother’s

“There? Satisfied?” Isabella asked.

Nostra and sworn

“Yeah… okay,” I relented.

to

Hesitated –

“…well?” Isabella prodded me.

to get married

the way

one eyebrow. “You risked a beating from my

at her in shock. “You

this ever crossed your mind: do you really

was kind

Okay, really arrogant –

I was a little

all like,

throw themselves at me, and you’re

okay,” I

off to

another girl,” I

Isabella blinked. “…oh.”

hurt

kept on

me to come here. I didn’t work with your brother today; I was with

stared at me, wide-eyed

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