Page 68 of Mafia Star

Finally, the dam cracks. A single tear slides down my cheek. I force myself back under control, but Marco sees it. The back of his fingers stroke my cheek.

“You won’t be out of my reach, mio tesoro. I’ll lose my mind if I’m apart from you again today. I can’t cry here for obvious reasons, but don’t think I wouldn’t if I could. You’re so damn brave, Beth. I’m so proud of you.”

“We just need to get through this press conference.”

Chapter Fifteen

Marco

Well, that was a shitshow and a half. Auntie Paola led the way out since she orchestrated the press conference, arranging for the reporters most favorable to us to have the best spots. Carmine and Matteo made sure of that. Papa, Luca, Gabe, and I shielded Beth and Sinead. They stood behind us, and for the most part, no one could see them.

Auntie Paola spun this shit like it was pure gold. I’ve always known she could work miracles for even the most fucked-up candidates, but I never realized how easy it is to fall under her spell. By the end, I was believing half the shit she said. She didn’t flagrantly lie, but she sure did find some remarkable ways to make the truth work for us.

It wasn’t until we had to get into the cars that things flew off the handles. Reporters recognized Sinead first. There was a horrendous article printed about her when she first started representing Gabe for a crime he didn’t commit. They retracted it, but seeing her among us opened the flood gates. I thought Gabe was going to murder one guy right there on the spot. It was Sinead’s hand on his arm that restrained him. I couldn’t blame him. I was ready to go apeshit a minute later when they went after Beth.

They wanted to know who she was. How she was connected to the family. Whether she was already somehow related to us. What it was like to date a mobster— we’re the fucking Mafia, ass wipes. How is that so motherfucking hard? Whether she was going to leave me.

That one made her look directly at the reporter and raise her chin. It was a dare if ever I saw one. The guy backed down. But it only meant someone else took his place. They wanted to know if she came from a Mafia family. Whether she already had ties to known crime families. One even went so far as to ask if she set me up. That made Auntie Paola, Sinead, and Beth stare at the woman, who scooted back into the crowd.

Blessedly, it’s over. We’re finally in a car alone, and it’s quiet. I opted for a town car only for the sake of the privacy glass. We have SUVs surrounding us that the others are riding in. But we have the space to ourselves. The moment the door shut, we were fumbling with our clothes. She keeps kissing around my mouth not wanting to hurt me. But it’s driving me nuts.

“Ahhh.”

She moans as she slides down my cock. I fist her hair and hold her in place. I plunder her mouth, my tongue touching every satiny bit it can reach. I want to taste every inch of her, and I will tonight. We aren’t moving except for our mouths. It’s one of those times where we just need to be connected for a few minutes. A little calm during our storm of emotions.

My free hand slaps her ass hard. I pull my mouth back from hers, but my hands hold her in place.

“Right now, I need to feel you and know you’re truly okay. I need to know we’re okay. I’m feeling possessive as fuck, Beth. I’m angry at the world for coming near you. I’m angry that anyone thought they could use you to get to me. I’m angry that I couldn’t be with you during this. But I’m not angry at you. However…”

She bites her bottom lip and nods.

“We are going to have a reckoning. You didn’t have to prove you’ll shoot someone for me. You put yourself at risk, and I can’t overlook that no matter how badly I want to spoil you and take care of you.”

“You’re right, Daddy. And whatever punishment is coming is your way of taking care of me. What I did was— I don’t know what to call it. Impetuous, yes. But more than that. Selfish. Thoughtless. Childish. I lashed out without thinking about the consequences. I did what I wanted. I’m sorry, Marco.”

“Those aren’t the reasons I’m upset. I would have done the same thing. The difference is I’m equipped to deal with what could happen next. I have the training, the connections, and the means to protect myself, even if I wound up in prison. You don’t. You endangered yourself, and that I won’t tolerate. Even if you did it for a good reason.”

She presses her lips between her teeth, closes her eyes, and nods.

“We will deal with that later. Right now, I’m going to make love to the woman I love.”

The backseat of a car isn’t the greatest place to make that declaration, but it can’t wait. Today’s— adventure —solidified what I was already feeling. It made all those emotions come together with a clarity and brightness I didn’t expect. I was three-quarters of the way there before this. Now I’m certain of it. It’s not just the heat of the moment or the haze of passion.

Everything about Beth today made me realize there is no more perfect a woman for me than her. She’s everything I need and more than I deserve. Being apart from her was agony. Not knowing what was happening to her. Gabe tried to reassure me, but I told him to shut the fuck up since he’d be just like me if the situation were reversed. The moment I saw her, the world went back on its axis. The moment she was in my arms, I knew my life is bound to hers until my last breath.

Her eyes snap open at my declaration. I’m not sure how she’s going to take it. She cups my jaw in both hands, lifting my chin.

“I love you, Daddy. I want to make love to you, too.”

“Vanilla?”

“Yes, please.”

I cup her tits together and kiss the top of them before swiping my tongue down her cleavage. My thumbs rub over her nipples until I feel them peak beneath her lacy bra. We’ve both ignored the crap on our clothes. Dirt. Dried blood. I don’t care. I unbutton her shirt until I can get to her nipples. I alternate sucking both of them, building the pressure from licking to devouring.

She holds them up, pressing them together like I did. My hands move to her ass, gliding over her silky skin, along her hips, and down her thighs, then back up again. Over and over. She didn’t have panties to take off yesterday, so there were none to put on. Nothing was in the way once I got her skirt up to her waist and my pants open.

“Piccolina, I think you can throw out all your pants along with your panties. When I want your pussy, I’m going to have it. Nothing in the way.”

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