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

Chapter 79

Mafia Kings: Valentino: Chapter 79

I ran back to the east side of Ortigia – back to the tourists and sunbathers and people who didn’t have a care in the world.

I found Isabella and Ludavica in the same spot I’d left them. They were laughing and drinking white wine as they ate fried calamari.

Isabella looked at me in surprise. “Why are you back so early?”

“He ran out of steam and needed some oysters for stamina,” Ludavica joked.

“Lu!” Isabella scolded her but laughed all the same. “Where’s Paolo? He said he had to talk to you.”

I sat down opposite them, leaned over the table, and motioned them to come close enough that no one around us could hear.

“I need you to NOT react when I tell you something,” I whispered. “Do you understand?”

Both Isabella and Ludavica nodded nervously.

“I’m serious,” I growled.

“We’ll be quiet,” Isabella promised.

Ludavica nodded. “Promise.”

“Alright.” I paused. “Paolo’s dead.”

Both girls’ eyes widened in shock, but they stayed true to their word: neither gasped or cried out.

“What happened?” Isabella asked.

“He tried to blackmail me for a million euros.”

“What?!”

“Yeah. He said either my family paid him, or he was going to tell your father about me and Caterina.”

The color drained from Isabella’s face. “Does that mean… that you were the one who…”

She trailed off, but I knew where she was going.

You were the one who killed him.

I nodded.

Isabella was silent for a moment.

I thought she was going to freak out – start screaming and call me a murderer –

But instead she asked, “Is Caterina okay?”

Her concern for Cat touched me.

The fact that she was even thinking about her revealed a lot about who Isabella was deep down.

“She’s fine,” I said. “But we have a big problem.”

“‘We’?” Ludavica asked angrily.

“Lu,” Isabella hissed.

Ludavica shut up.

“What’s the big problem?” Isabella asked me.

“I need to make sure he disappears, if you get my drift.”

just

a hotel room? Registered in

won’t work.” Isabella got a look of

drinking,” I said as I pulled out three hundred euros and laid

all you want

– but you’re going to have to keep doing it until

shot up. “That’s a

I can’t do

you going to

less you know, the better. Do you have a phone number to call

but do you really

it. Not until I tell

you just drive the

Paolo ran. If he ran, he wouldn’t leave

that would look suspicious. But why

you questions, I need you to be able to

lie to my father easier than you think,”

Yeah, right.

to lie convincingly, and it’ll be easier if you just stay here all night. You can say Paolo told you he had to take a call, then he left and never came back. The servers will be your alibi.

are you going to say you were, if you weren’t here

grimaced. “I haven’t gotten

can help,” Isabella

for yourself,” Ludavica

shot her

– but she didn’t say anything

looked back at me. “Just tell me

I’ll come back if I need

“By the way, do you have

frowned. “What difference does

lowest

“…oh,” I said uneasily.

purple could potentially fuck up

– uh, did all

an hour.

to two hours after

“Shit,” I snarled.

would definitely fuck up my

lividity and rigor mortis and shit like

you know all this stuff?”

she’d learned it

But I was wrong.

a lot of murder mysteries. How were you

is a

rigor mortis,” she interrupted.

She had a point.

“Well?” she prodded.

seen Weekend At

twisted in confusion.

a bottle of wine, pretend we were drunk, take him out to the water, go for a swim,

cons of how to patch a tire. “If anybody sees you up close, it’s

was going to wait

could still

was going to have

you find a luggage shop, buy the biggest suitcase you can, cram him inside before rigor mortis sets in, and take it down

I’m taking a suitcase down to the

you,” she said. “Seriously – take

glance at the

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