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

Mafia Kings: Valentino: Chapter 94

I went back to the kitchen and got an old wine bottle filled with cold water. It was a hot summer’s day, and I didn’t want to walk ten miles round trip without something to drink.

I ambled around the property for almost an hour, trying to make it look like I was lost in thought.

The point was to see if any of the foot soldiers were watching.

None of them paid me the slightest attention, so I headed for the ruins Ludavica had pointed out.

It was an old farmhouse made of stone, long since abandoned and caved in. Vines had covered the walls, and birds nested in what was left of the wooden rafters.

In the distance, Don Vicari’s compound looked like a dollhouse.

I waited on the opposite side of the ruins, waiting to see if someone would come after me –

But no one did.

So I kept walking.

I ambled through fields of grain and over hills until I reached a hilltop, just like Ludavica had said.

tiny

was a

I headed

my heart beat faster and faster. I was nearly overcome

was getting close to the actual, real beginning of my life

IF she shows up.

man, but I prayed to God that

the chapel. It stood alone in a field, with an ancient graveyard off to the side filled with

small, maybe 40 feet wide by 80 feet long, with

dark, weathered brown with iron

were stone steps up to the main door. I walked up and tugged

It was a house of God out in the middle of nowhere;

inside, but there was a beautiful stained glass window of Christ on

turning everything in

lined with faded tapestries of the stations of the cross. Other than those and a few small statues of saints, there wasn’t much

of uncomfortable-looking, rough-hewn pews lined

a podium on top of a short, raised platform with steps leading up

the platform was a table with dozens of small candles. After a thousand people lighting and praying over them, the melted wax had covered every inch