“What about Anna?”
“Let me worry about that, Sophia.Trust me.I’m not going to let anything happen to the people you care so much about.My soldiers are guarding your sister and father with their lives.”
I swallow hard.“I do trust you.She’s just always been my everything.”
“Come here, kitten.”Massimo keeps hold of my hand until I’m settled on his lap, nuzzles me into his chest and kisses the top of my hair before lifting my chin with a finger.“Let me worry for us.”He reaches across the small table and brings my plate in front of us, picking up a piece of the fluffy egg with two fingers and bringing it to my mouth.“Eat.”
I slowly encompass the morsel he’s offered, my lips sliding against his fingers as he feeds me first one piece, and then another until my plate is completely empty, his cock digging into my ass is completely hard, and my pussy is so wet I can barely think straight.
Massimo shifts me slightly, releasing himself from his pants while sliding my panties to the side and letting my skirt fall around us as settles me back onto his cock.“Ride my cock, kitten,” he says, grasping my hips while driving in so deep this way, guiding us in a rhythm that makes my center ache with need.The sexy devil knows I’m close, he brings me down harder, driving deeper, over and over again until the tidal wave inside explodes, washing over me and him as though we hadn’t made love for a year.He sends his seed deep into my center, holding me close as our bodies shiver with release and slowly begin to calm.
Massimo’s cell rings and he grabs his phone as I shift from his lap.His jaw clenches as he stands.“Stay here, kitten.Do not go anywhere.”
“What’s happening, Massimo?”I ask, following behind him as he races through the house, but he doesn’t answer me, too intent on getting out that door and into the car with Jimmy, who pushes open a door for Massimo to get in.
17
Massimo
The minute I walk through the door of the club, all eyes are on me, even as the crowd gyrates to the music and continues making out in the carefully designed and secluded shadows of the club.The men who really matter, the ones I’m here to see, watch me walk towards them.Broad fucking daylight and they’re brazen enough to walk unannounced into my club.
I reach the bar, and Stix looks up.“Delmar, boss?”
“Please.I see my friends have already begun,” I say, waiting for him to pour and hand me a drink.“Let’s go to the back,” I tell my uninvited friends who all stand at once.
If they think their fucking intimidation tactics work with me, they don’t.“Let Leandro and the men know that things are fine,” I tell Stix, knowing that Enrico and Mario are watching carefully from the shadows and are already in communication with Jimmy, my brothers, and my men.When Vincenzo DeLuca and his brothers fucking show up at your club unannounced you damn well better believe we’ve got our eyes on the fuckers.
Vincenzo and his brothers follow me to the back and down to the lower level.We haven’t even taken our seats at the long rectangular table that we met with my father at months ago before Lyndsey makes her way around the table, bouncing her pretty little tits and balancing on her strappy heels.
She gives me a shrug like I had my chance, and she’s not wrong.I give her a shake of my head.“We’re good on drinks, Lyndsey.”I gesture to the ladies at the other side of the bar that’s empty except for us.Dad just likes to see them down here when he and his friends meet.“Give the ladies an on-the-clock break.They can go home…”
Lyndsey gives me a wide smile and turns, adding an exaggerated wiggle for all the men at the table as she walks away.Agosto DeLuca, the youngest of the DeLuca brothers, tracks her as she walks away.“Fuck she’s nice.”
“Gentlemen.To what do I owe the pleasure?”I ask.
Vincenzo glances at his watch.“Anyone else joining us, Massimo?”
I shake my head and take a sip of the Delmar, placing my crystal tumbler on the table.“My brothers are aware we may need them to join us.You could have called, yet you show up unannounced?I’m hardly going to ruin my brother’s plans over something like this.”
His dark eyes meet mine.“Some things can’t go through the normal channels.Especially not now.I find myself and my brothers in unfamiliar territory.It would seem that we’ve been pulled into the middle of a hostile siege without meaning to at all.I thought it was time for a face to face, Massimo.”
I give him a nod.“I can respect that, DeLuca.What’s on your mind?”
His hand spreads over his drink, his fingers splayed, showcasing an impressive amount of ink.“Before I start, let me first tell you that our family has not had any dealings with the Gallinis in relationship to your feud with them.We’ve heard the rumors, and I’m sure you’ve got your eyes and ears to the ground too, and know they were intending to creep into more and more of the Roselli territory through a number of means.”
I slide the tumbler around in a circle, slowly letting the crystal cuts catch the lights, focusing on that for a moment while contemplating one scenario after another, quickly putting the pieces together before he even has a chance to speak.I cut him off before he has a chance to explain.“So the bastards hijacked our shit and sold it to you?You didn’t know it was ours, and want to make sure we know it before we find out it was you who purchased our liquor and blow?”
The smug son of a bitch raises a glass and takes a sip of my very expensive Delmar.“I knew it wouldn’t take you long, Massimo.Be assured, we didn’t know the product was yours and we don’t want any part of this war.We’d like to stay as far away from it as possible.As you may have heard we’ve got our own troubles in Atlantic City, troubles that we need to focus on and not on the Gallinis’ desire to encroach on Roselli territory.My brother was simply trying to supply our casinos and clubs at a better price.”
Yeah, the casinos are their main bread and butter, so they’re going to cover that shit before they want to extend themselves to anything else.I’d do the same damn thing and don’t blame them a bit.But that doesn’t mean I’m going to roll over and get shafted at the same time.
“How much of our product do you have?”
Vincenzo looks to the brother sitting to his right.Nicolo is his right hand, takes care of things for him, just like Leandro does for me.He leans in towards Vincenzo.“Eight.”
“Sounds about right, but Leandro will know the exact numbers.”
Vincenzo continues.“We have about eight million at our best guess without getting a mover, but like I said, we don’t want it.We could sell it, make a nice profit, and give you the eight million back but like I said, we didn’t take it with an intent to get in your business.We’ll gladly give it back to you, but we’d rather not be out eight million.”
