Page 48 of Forbidden Obsession

“Enter your key.”

I entered the Lucas Cosa Nostra code, and the screen lit up green, then shifted to another command.

“Retina scan.”

I leaned forward and held still as the device completed its scan. My name slipped across the screen.

“Welcome, Mr. Lucas.”

I nodded as he stepped out of our way, and we entered.

“That was intense,” Penelope murmured.

“It is a normal part of the life we live.”

“I didn’t think you were too involved with your father’s lifestyle.”

I paused and looked at her. “Do you know who Dameon is? Really?”

“I mean, he’s a billionaire, kinda scary. There are rumors he’s a mafia don.”

I smirked, and we continued to move. “And do you believe the rumors?”

“Honestly, I don’t know what to think. He’s clearly a billionaire, but a mafia don seems like a stretch.”

“Why?”

“It’s a plot right out of the movies. I know dons are real or have been real in the past, but you don’t hear much about them in real life today.”

A server approached us with a tray of champagne.

“Would you like something to drink?” I asked her.

“Yes.”

I took two flutes from the tray and handed her one. She took a sip.

“Hmmm, that’s tasty.”

“I take it you like it?”

“Not as much as your wine, but yes.”

I nodded. “Noted.”

“So, is your father a mafia don?”

“Yes.” Her eyes widened, and I continued. “He has security, lives on a compound, kills men when he needs to get rid of them, lures beautiful women inside and fucks them as he wishes, and he’s run his empire for over fifty years selling a profusion of drugs to addicts on the streets.”

She stared at me for a long, silent few minutes, and then laughter burst from her mouth. I watched her squirm in ticklish fever as amusement struck her repeatedly.

“Oh gosh, that was so far-fetched! You don’t expect me to believe that, do you?”

“I’m his protégé. I would know.”

“I thought we weren’t lying to each other?”

“You asked, and I answered.”

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