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

Chapter 92

Mafia Kings: Valentino: Chapter 92

“You’re GAY?!” I exclaimed.

Isabella looked like she was about to shit a brick as she looked around wildly.

“Would you keep it DOWN?!” she hissed.

“Sorry, sorry,” I whispered. “But – you’re GAY?!”

“Yes.”

Again, I’m a little vain –

Okay, a lot vain –

So my ego was relieved.

No wonder she isn’t into me –

She likes CHICKS!

Now it all makes sense!

“Who is it?” I asked.

Isabella really looked at me like I was an idiot. “One guess.”

“Holy SHIT – Ludavica?!”

Isabella looked like she was going to murder me.

“Sorry, sorry,” I whispered again. “When the fuck did that happen?!”

“Years ago.”

“Years ago?!”

“I think we always had a crush on each other, but neither of us did anything until the night I turned 18.” Isabella got a dreamy smile on her face. “She kissed me on impulse, like she couldn’t control herself anymore.

“I was shocked.

“I mean, I wanted her, too – but I thought she could never, ever feel that way about me.

“When I didn’t do anything, she was terrified. She started apologizing and crying – until I kissed her back. Then… well… it just happened naturally.”

“Wait a second,” I said. “You two have had sex?!”

Isabella frowned like I was the stupidest idiot God ever created. “Of course we’ve had sex.”

“How many times?” I asked, my eyes wide.

“Why are you asking?”

“I’m just curious, that’s all.”

“Too many to count.”

“Dozens?”

“Hundreds, at least.”

HOLY FUCKING SHIT!

shallow of me, but suddenly, getting married to Isabella didn’t seem

I mean –

Threesomes, baby!

her hips. “This information is not meant

on – you gotta admit, it’s kinda

were in love with

Shit.

yes, I am,” I said grudgingly as all thoughts of threesomes

bed, but I knew she’d never go for a threesome – because I’d already

response had been pretty

NO.

NEVER.

THINK

are in love,” I said, coming back to reality.

am. If he found out,

“he’d probably

it. “No, Valentino… he’d literally kill me. Actually, he’d

I laughed.

She didn’t laugh back.

you fucking serious?” I

serious. My father is the most homophobic man I’ve ever met – and in the Cosa Nostra, that’s saying something. He hates

utterly humiliated – and my father will never willingly subject himself to humiliation. Which is

at Isabella in

say, He’d never do that – he’s your father

Don Vicari had

give a shit about my daughter. She’s the means to

I had to admit, Yeah, he’s

if me or one of my brothers had been gay, he would’ve still loved us. He wouldn’t have liked it,

might be gay, and my father never treated him one bit

brothers? None of us gave a

guys weren’t going to be as

all we cared about was whether he was loyal to us

the idea that Don Vicari would

It was unthinkable.

An infamia.

knew it

honor killings in the Middle East every day,” Isabella said softly. “Fathers and brothers kill their daughters and sisters just because they had sex

Middle East,”

East. It

“Yeah, with Muslims.”

from the 19th century – he never even made it into the 20th, much less the 21st.

Shit.

she said rang

knowing he might kill both of

I going to do? I love her. Without her, this place would be the loneliest prison in the world. With her, it’s close to paradise. But it’s still paradise inside a prison where we could die any day. And

because I didn’t like them… although I didn’t like them.

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