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 tell Papa

a hotel room? Registered

won’t work.” Isabella got a look of grim determination on her face. “What do you need us to

restaurant. Just keep ordering food and drinking,” I said as I pulled

want

– but you’re going to have to keep

eyebrows shot up. “That’s

do anything until it gets

are you going to do?”

you know, the better. Do you have

do you really think that’s

it. Not until I tell

him at all? Can’t you just drive the three

like Paolo ran. If he

would look suspicious. But why

father asks you questions, I

my father

Yeah, right.

here all night. You can say Paolo told you he had to take a call, then he left and never

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

“I haven’t gotten that far

can help,” Isabella

for yourself,”

her an

eyes – but

“Just tell me what you need

stay here. I’ll come back if

Isabella said quietly. “By the way, do you have him on his back

difference

the blood in his body to the lowest

“…oh,” I said uneasily.

purple could

ago did you – uh, did all this happen?”

half an

to set in one to two hours after death.

“Shit,” I snarled.

would definitely fuck

I was back home in Tuscany, where nobody cared about lividity and rigor mortis and shit like that. You just dug a hole in the

do you know all this stuff?”

she’d learned it

But I was wrong.

of murder mysteries. How were

don’t think this is a good –

lividity or rigor mortis,”

She had a point.

“Well?” she prodded.

seen Weekend

face twisted in

a bottle of wine, pretend we were drunk, take him out to the water, go for a swim, and then weigh him down with

she was weighing the pros and cons of how to patch a tire. “If

why I was going to

still see you,

going

it’d be better if you find a luggage shop, buy the biggest suitcase you can, cram him inside before rigor mortis sets in, and

aren’t going to think it’s weird I’m taking a suitcase down to the

around you,” she said.

turned to glance at

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