Page 89 of Heartless Mafia Prince

I knew what Rocco was doing. Reading my facial expressions would tell him everything he wanted to know.

My fingers caressed the back of his neck. “I can dance with a friend,” I stated calmly.

He stepped back and ran a tight hand over his hair. “The fuck you can,” he growled.

I reached for his hands and placed them on my hips. I shook my body and fell in tune with the rhythm of the song.

It was best to ignore Rocco. I turned away from him and wrapped his hands around my waist. “Dance, birthday boy.”

Jeremiah, Easton, and Briar escorted my friends onto the floor. Thank God. My man needed a distraction.

He laughed with his friends as we danced.

That was a close call. I thought I’d have to endure his sexy, brooding stare all night. After this, I needed to get away. He planned to make me pay for dancing with Bosco. Who told him anyway? I doubt it was my friends. It was probably one of his bodyguards. For an event this size, he needed triple the man power.

The song ended, and I batted my long lashes up at him. “The girls and I are going for a swim.”

He pecked my lips. “We’ll join you.”

My perfectly arched brows rose. “You will?”

Rocco shook his head and chuckled. “Yeah. The guys and I will meet you ladies in a bit.”

Fifteen minutes and a vodka cranberry later, I was singing a Drake tune. My friends sang along. Every girl rolled their eyes at us.

“Cannon ball!” Jeremiah yelled.

Rocco and his buddies jumped into the Olympic size pool. Warm water splashed in our faces.

I shielded my face. “What the fuck, Rocco?”

Thank goodness the pool was heated. The weather this time of year ranged from the low sixties to the high eighties. It was about eleven at night. The enclosed pool area gave off the illusion it was warm out. We could chill in the pool all night if we wanted.

He flipped his long hair back and flashed those aqua eyes. “Come here, baby.” He pulled me up into his arms, forcing me to straddle him. Rocco slammed his lips into mine as he walked forward, parking my ass on the ledge under water.

“I can’t wait to fuck you later. Your father kept you under lock and key until tonight.”

I laughed. “That he did. He was furious you deflowered his only daughter.”

Rocco shook his head. “Hey, I kept my end of the bargain. His daughter wanted more.”

“You’re right. I did.” I bit his lower lip, then shoved my tongue into his mouth. I moaned as his fingers dug into my ass. Rocco’s need for me was evident.

He pulled back. “The party’s cool. Three o’clock can’t get here fast enough though. I want to be alone with you, Ryah.”

I heard snickering to my right. Hooking my arms around Rocco’s neck, I winked at the girls. The same girls who were distraught to learn Rocco was truly in love with me.

Meg turned her middle finger right side up. She had big brunette hair with fake tits. Summer wasn’t here yet, but her tan made you feel like it was. I was done playing with the barbies.

“Babe, can you run to the bar and grab a bottle of vodka for me and the girls?” I flashed him a plastic smile.

His brows wrinkled. “Yeah. Be right back.”

I didn’t think he truly fell for my bullshit.

The moment he disappeared into the house, I dove into the water and swam past several people dancing in the water.

Coming up for air in front of the three bitches, I wiped the access water off my face.

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