Page 39 of Ruthless Mafia Daddy

Their eyes are heavy-lidded as they eye-fuck me, their skimpy dresses falling to the floor, revealing lingerie that would normally have me foaming at the mouth.

I thought I could have a good time. Take my mind off things. Off certain people. But instead, I feel nothing.

My dick’s hard, but not for them. Not because of them.

I’m like this because my mind is on the last person I fucked in this bed.

Fuck me.

All I wanted was a quiet drink away from my brother and sister.

It wasn’t until I was behind the wheel of my lambo and heading away from Westchester and back toward the city that I realized I wanted to go back to the bar where I met Lila. To relive the conversation we shared in that booth, the way her body first reacted to my touch…

She was electric. Fiery. Everything I look for. Everything that Valentina was?—

I watch them slowly remove their bras, their tits springing free.

“Stop.”

I sit up.

The two girls glance at one another, confused expressions on their faces.

I tilt my chin toward the door. “You need to go.”

“But—” the redhead starts.

“I said leave.”

“I thought we were having fun.” The blonde pouts, wrapping her arms around herself, pushing her tits up as if to entice me.

Little does she know, nothing she could do would make me change my mind. My thoughts have taken a dark turn.

“Fun’s over, sweetheart.”

They finally leave, and I call up for another bottle of whiskey that comes in less than a minute later.

Sitting on the couch, I look out at the vast city below.

I’m surrounded by so many people, and yet I’ve never felt more lonely.

Loneliness.

It’s not something I’ve thought much about.

After what happened with Valentina, the grief took over, and I drowned in her absence.

For a long time, it was more of a stabbing pain in my chest. But now, as I sit alone drinking whiskey and staring out at the city, I feel hollow.

“Fuck, Lila. What have you done to me…”

She reignited something in me, and I need to shut it down.

The fact that I just kicked two attractive women out of my hotel room because I was thinking about her terrifies me.

I made a vow to love Valentina for the rest of my days, and I plan to keep that vow. Since I lost her, I haven’t slept with a woman more than once, never wanting to get close.

But it seems that's not enough to keep Lila Morano out of my head.

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