Page 147 of Mafia Kings: Valentino

Valentino

Iwas stunned.

Astonished.

Totally floored.

When I saw Caterina there in the street, my brain basically short-circuited.

This is impossible –

This is a dream!

And yet there she was.

And the fact that Paolo was in on it?!

Un-fucking-believable.

To do this behind Don Vicari’s back was literally insane.

But once Caterina told me that Alessandra was involved (which was insane ofherin a much less dangerous way), I understood.

My sister-in-law must have paid Paolo a nice chunk of change to risk his life like that.

But after I realized all that, I didn’t give it a second thought.

I had Caterina here –

And Iwantedher.

NEEDEDher –

The same way a dying man needs water after wandering in the desert for three days.

Her cleavage in that low-cut blouse –

Her sweet taste when I kissed her –

The softness of her tits against my chest –

The feel of her incredible ass when I clutched it –

I had to have her.

I had tofuck her.

RIGHT NOW.

And from the hungry way she looked at me, I knew she wanted me just as bad.

We ran all the way down the street, laughing like two little kids.

Casa di Violetta was a tiny hotel – an ancient building that had been converted – with only a dozen or so rooms for rent.

There was no one in the lobby but the desk clerk. He eyed us suspiciously as we ran past him and up the stairs.

I was behind Cat all the way, grabbing her ass as we went. She giggled and batted my hand away playfully.

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