Page 107 of Heartless Mafia Prince

I really had no intentions of shooting the breeze with him, but two hours was a long time to remain silent.

“Yeah, I’ll be there.” I stared out the windshield, checking for anyone suspicious.

I tapped my earbud. “Gian, how are we looking out there?”

“So far, so good. The employees are working at their stations. And the security guard is watching TV in his little hut.”

I laughed. “Ok, cool.” I tapped the earbud again.

“What did he say?” Bosco glanced at me.

“If you turned on your earbuds, you’d know.” I shook my head. “He said your mom’s giving the security guard a blow job.” I pumped my fist on the side of my face while tonguing my cheek.

“Oh yeah, your mothers on her knees in the back of the truck serving the entire team.”

We laughed hysterically. The guys and I always told mama jokes just to bust each other’s balls. Hard to believe this guy was one of my best friends in the life. Until he overstepped with Ryah.

“Your birthday party was banging. The castle was a great place to have a party.”

I nodded. “Thanks.”

“Heard Ryah got into a fight.” Bosco peeked my way. “Over you.”

I raised my cap, resting it on my hair. “Yeah, after I announced that I loved her. I didn’t think the chicks would challenge Ryah. They learned the hard way that Ryah’s not to be fucked with.”

He gruffly rubbed his face like he was annoyed by my statement.

“What?”

“She should never have to fight over you.”

“Bosco, she didn’t. But she wanted to make an example out of the girls.”

“She wouldn’t have to fight over me. I’d never let it get that far.”

I sat up and glared at him. This job was the only thing standing in the way of my fist meeting his fucking jaw.

“See you know her and you don’t. The four of us only attended one school together. Ryah and I have been together all of our lives. If you really knew her, you’d know you can’t stop her once she’s made up her mind. She would’ve fought her maybe not that night but sometime during the upcoming week. What you hate most is that she’d go to great lengths to put a girl in her place when it comes to me.”

I fell back against the seat, fists clenched at my sides. “I love Ryah and she loves me. Not you. For the last time, Bosco, move on,” I growled.

Running a hand over my hair under my cap, I checked our surroundings again. “Still attending Penn State in the fall?”

“Yup, I look forward to partying with the cheerleading squad. I heard their limber,” he chuckled.

“You should come up and hang.”

“Yeah, I will. There will be no fucking the cheer squad together.”

He turned his head to the side. “You sure about that?”

“Positive.”

“The great ‘bang them all’ Rocco Andrisani doesn’t plan to fuck another chick?” Bosco raised a brow.

“Dude, I’ve fucked enough chicks to last a lifetime. Young and old. I’m good.”

He shook his head and shrugged. “We’ll see. College chicks are an entirely different ball game. They live for threesomes.”

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