Page 13 of Mafia Princess

“Education is important. You wouldn’t understand, seeing as you won’t be finishing yours.”

I wave him off. “I’ll do as I fucking please.”

“You’re delusional.” He chuckles darkly.

I know he’s wary of my presence here in Verona. His loyal subjects follow me around like a bad smell. I can put up with the imbeciles to a point, but if one gets too close, I’ll make them eat their balls. I flip Enzo the finger. I don’t care for the man, but I don’t hate him. Our slinging matches are all in good fun. I think. I put up with him because of Summer.

Luca returns and seats himself next to me. It’s relaxing not to have to hide our arrangement here, as much as I’m sure his cousins disapprove, bar Amber. If my papa caught wind of me messing around with a Russo, he’d most definitely send me packing back to Sicily to live with my great aunt.

“Are we set for tonight?” Luca questions Enzo.

I watch Enzo’s careful movements, he pauses to collect his response before blurting out the wrong thing.

“The men are lined up in case anything goes wrong.” He purposefully doesn’t glance my way.

“Where are we meeting?” Luca throws a biscotti in his mouth.

Enzo shoots him a glare. “Same as usual.”

“I seriously don’t care what you get up to. I’m not here to spy, you idiot,” I sigh in frustration. “I’m here in Verona to get the fuck away from my family and the bullshit that goes with it. Why the fuck would I want to get caught up in more bullshit?”

“Watch who you’re talking to.” Enzo’s voice lowers an octave.

“I know who I’m talking to. You’re just fucking frustrating me.”

“I guess I’ll be late tonight.” Luca turns to me, pretending like our heated conversation isn’t happening.

“Nope, sorry. Our weekly movie night is tonight.” Amber interjects.

“I almost forgot.” I grin from ear to ear.

Luca pouts. “You’re going to pass up spending the night with me to watch a movie?”

“It’s not just any movie,” Amber scoffs.

“Don’t tell me, you’re watching that fucking 365 mafia movie again,” Dante laughs.

“What’s it to you?” Amber pushes at his arm, making him fake an injury.

“Why would you watch that when you’ve got the real thing here?” Luca grabs my hand places it over his dick.

“You know I love an older man.” I wink at him and squeeze his dick through his pants.

“Oh, is that so?” He pulls my hand off him and places it back on my thigh. He refuses to even look at me.

I instantly regret what I just said, and I feel like a total bitch for throwing in his face the fact that my impending fiancé is an older man.

“You know what I mean. I have a thing for Michele Morrone. What warm-blooded female wouldn’t?” I backtrack.

“Nice save, but I’m not buying it.” Luca leans away from me as our coffee arrives.

Everyone stares at me, waiting for me to save myself from the hole I just inadvertently dug. I can see both Enzo and Dante quietly enjoying every second of my squirming. “Fuck, I didn’t mean Milan,” I say a little louder than necessary to get my point across. I glance at Enzo and his stupid face is lit up like it’s Christmas. He’s enjoying this, the bastard.

Luca slowly moves his head so he’s facing me, his features composed, and he stares like I’m going to try to fill my already dug hole back up. He waits for a few more beats of a second while studying my mouth and finally, he looks into my eyes. “You know, I don’t mind sharing if that’s what you want.” He licks his lips and fire dances in my belly, one to match the sparks in his ebony eyes.

“No more talk of threesomes. I don’t need mental images of my cousin in my head.” Amber puts her fingers in her ears.

“Well, that’s my cue to get the fuck out of here before I need to put a stop to sharing between families. The less I know the better.” Enzo leaves his coffee untouched and stands, throwing a warning look at Luca before nodding for him to follow.

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