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

Chapter 71

Mafia Kings: Valentino: Chapter 70

Another upside of not having to work on Rocco’s crew was that I didn’t have to get up at the ass-crack of dawn anymore.

I was eating breakfast around 8 the next morning with Isabella and Ludavica – under the watchful and disapproving eye of an older kitchen servant – when Paolo walked in.

“Hey, boss,” he said cheerfully.

Guess he was happy about his promotion to Isabella’s bodyguard.

“Good morning,” I said.

“Signorinas,” he said respectfully to Isabella and Ludavica.

Isabella smiled back at him and said Ciao.

Ludavica said Ciao but didn’t smile.

Then Paolo turned back to me.

“Hey, boss,” he said excitedly, “take a look at this!”

He opened his suit jacket to reveal a shoulder holster and revolver.

“You know how to handle that thing?” I asked.

“Yes,” he said, offended.

“Okay.”

“So – where’re we headed this fine morning?” he asked Isabella.

“I asked Papa if we could go to Cefalù, and he said yes.”

“Where’s Cefalù?” I asked.

“About an hour and a half north of here,” Paolo said. “On the coast.”

I frowned. “How far is Cefalù from Ragusa?”

Paolo looked at me with wide eyes and a fake smile like, What the fuck are you asking THAT for? “Uh… three and a half hours, give or take?”

Shit. That meant Cat’s taxi would have to drive pretty far.

I needed to call her as soon as we got out of here.

“Alright, then – let’s get going,” I said.

We all walked out to the SUV. I got in the front passenger seat beside Paolo, and both girls got in the back.

As soon as Paolo was on the main road, I said, “Let me see your phone.”

He laughed nervously and looked at me like, Are you crazy?! “Uh… why, boss?”

“So I can call Caterina.”

I said it mostly to see what his reaction would be.

He didn’t disappoint.

He swerved into the oncoming lane, although he recovered quickly enough.

Luckily nobody was coming in the opposite direction.

“Jesus, don’t kill us!” I barked.

Paolo laughed nervously again. “Who’s Caterina?”

“We already know,” Isabella informed him from the backseat.

Paolo looked around in bug-eyed terror. “You do?!”

“Yes.” Then Isabella looked at me. “Is that her name? Caterina?”

“Yeah,” I said uncomfortably.

It was a little weird talking to your future wife about the girl you were banging.

“That’s a pretty name,” Isabella said sweetly.

“Yeah,” I said lamely.

What was I supposed to say?

Thank you?

I agree?

Instead, I focused on Paolo. “Your phone.”

Paolo was sweating now. “This is a bad idea.”

“Now you know why you got your promotion.”

He glared at me –

But he got distracted when Isabella said, “We can keep a secret.”

Paolo looked at them in the rearview mirror, then shook his head and swore under his breath.

“PHONE,” I said.

He pulled it out and slapped it into my palm.

“Pull off the road up ahead,” I ordered him.

“Why?”

at him. “So I can talk

don’t get to listen to your conversation with your girlfriend?” Isabella

my girlfriend. And no,

“Awww,” Ludavica complained playfully.

more fun than I’d ever seen before. “What is she, then –

she’s a fuck buddy,” Ludavica said,

both girls collapsed into gales

rearview mirror, then

outside the SUV – and had shut the door on the girls’

“…hello?” she answered warily.

“It’s me.”

she said, her voice suddenly full

Cat being my girlfriend but quickly brushed

ready to

“Of course!”

something we

Caterina sounded worried. “…oh?”

I didn’t work with his

he know about us?”

went out drinking, and he bought it. But in order to get out of the house to see you, I had to come up with another

“…which is…?”

with me and show her

was a

her name?” Cat finally asked. “Your

wife,” I said in annoyance.

Another long pause.

are you going to keep her from finding out about

“She already knows.”

“SHE ALREADY KNOWS?!”

heard Cat scream before. It took me

with it. She doesn’t want to get married to me,

“And you believe her?!”

on lockdown.

in

Look, that’s not the important part –

you told your future wife about us isn’t the important part,” Cat said

important part is her father’s a fucking psychopath, and yesterday I saw what he did to somebody who crossed him,” I said angrily. “It wasn’t pretty. In fact, it was

Silence.

you to warn you. If you don’t want to run the

don’t want to run the risk,” she repeated in

him

and Don Rosolini. If either of THEM had found out I was going

anything to you – they would’ve just

be so nice about it

anything to you,” I

she asked softly. “Are you just trying to just let

“What?! No! Absolutely not!”

“Are YOU afraid?”

me. I’m afraid for you. If

hear me say it. Then she added, “But if something happens to me, I’m pretty sure it’ll happen to

said

is.” She sighed. “Look, I KNOW this is dangerous. I don’t care. I only want to be with you. So if you’re asking me,

Don

I was

said

do I

place called Cefalù. It’s pretty far from Ragusa –

I better

or text me when you get there. Or call or text

can’t wait to

swell of emotion surging in

I stopped myself.

I

wasn’t a good idea

Especially now.

“…yes?” Cat whispered hopefully.

I struggled to answer…

said, “I’ll

Another long pause.

you soon,” she said sadly,

Shit.

to get laid in a few hours,

what Isabella had said

Do you love her?

way here for you – and you hadn’t ‘thought about

to think about

stood there for a long

the other calls on Paolo’s phone

Alessandra’s number.

many Lars had made

pressed the number and waited, my

familiar voice

“Alessandra?”

she cried out joyously. “What are you doing calling

lent it to

“So it’s going okay?”

Caterina a couple of

Alessandra

“…you do?”

me. I’m so happy

sounded so joyful, it lifted my

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