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But he's not done with me yet. Two of his fingers slip down on either side of my clitoris, rubbing fast as the water continues to jet against it. It's too much. I'm going to pass out.

For real.

And then my second climax hits so hard my muscles contract to the point of pain as Angelo bathes my insides with his heated cum.

Chapter 30

ANGELO

Candi and Cookie play with Mars in the yard while I work on my phone nearby in case the young Cane Corsica mastiff needs a training moment.

So far, the dog's training holds. He is as attached to his charges as I am which makes our own bond that much stronger. We both know it's our job to watch over them.

My phone buzzes and initials flash on the screen. CA. It used to be CSB for Capo Stefano Bianchi, but after learning he's Candi's neglectful father, I renamed him Capo Asshole in my head and phone.

I tap my Bluetooth headphone to answer. "What do you want?"

"She's not safe in New York." Bianchi doesn't waste time with formalities either.

My fury is instant. "Are you threatening my woman?"

"No, of course not. She's my daughter. What do you take me for?" He has the gall to sound offended.

"I take you for the absentee sperm donor you are,stronzo. Candi doesn't consider you her father."

"That doesn't change the fact that she's my family." The fact he ignores me calling him an asshole is a surprise.

He's a proud capo, used to receiving more than his fair due respect.

"She's 24 years old and you're just acknowledging this now?" I ask with a marked lack of that commodity.

"You know what trouble it would cause me with my wife and her family if I were to admit to a daughter by another woman? It's not as if I was in a relationship with Bonbon. She was a whore, for fuck's sake."

"And you are a criminal." Too many old school mafiosos consider themselves above others because they made a vow. "You think what you do to pay for your designer suits is moreupstandingthan selling sex to desperate men?"

"I was not desperate," he claims, affronted. "There are things a man wants that a proper wife refuses to do for him."

Yeah, I've heard thewhores are for blowjobsargument before. If Candi doesn't want to take me in her mouth, I won't go looking for it elsewhere. That's for damn sure.

"Considering the fact you got Bonbon pregnant, apparently that includes your wife letting you fuck her," I mock.

"Listen you bastard—"

"Call me that again and you'll wake up to my knife slicing your tongue out of your mouth."

"You can't threaten me!"

"I don't make threats." Threats implies I might not follow through.

"You really think Severu is going to—"

"That's Don De Luca to you."

"Just because the godfather didn't sanction you over Gino's death doesn't mean he'll tolerate your disrespect to a superior. It's his job to protect our way of life."

Sounds like someone missed one of his lessons on mafia hierarchy. "I am the godfather's top enforcer. You are a capo under one of his dons. I outrank you in the chain of command."

Doesn't mean I can order his soldiers to do something, unless it's on behalf of Severu. Like in the military, we have our own spheres of influence, but when push comes to shove? I'll shove Bianchi right off a cliff.

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