Page 75 of Mafia Kings: Valentino

I knew he was amazing in bed…

And I knew he always made sure I had at least five or six orgasms for every one of his…

But love?

He’d never told me he loved me.

So for Alessandra to say that he was in love with me…

I wasn’t sure that was the truth.

But all that was forgotten as Don Rosolini stood up from his desk.

If I ever walked by a graveyard at midnight and saw the Grim Reaper rise up from amongst the graves…

I was pretty sure he would look like Don Rosolini at that moment.

His face was dark, and his eyes were furious as he walked slowly around the desk and came towards us.

Alessandra, though?

She didn’t seem fazed atall.

She just scowled right back at her husband.

Me?

I would have been running in the other direction if I hadn’t been frozen to the spot in terror.

He stopped right in front of Alessandra, looming over both of us.

Without looking at me, he said coldly, “Caterina, if you would wait outside.”

I whispered, “Yes, Don Roso– ”

“No!” Alessandra snapped. “She deserves to be here to hear whatever you’re going to say!”

Don Rosolini stared down at Alessandra.

If he ever looked atmelike that, I think I would have crawled off into a corner to die.

“Let go of her hand,” he said to his wife.“Now.”

His voice was eerily calm, but it wasscary.

Alessandra glared at him for a second –

But she finally relented and let go of my wrist.

I was too frightened to move.

“Caterina,” he said calmly, though he never took his eyes away from Alessandra’s face.

“Yes, Don Rosolini,” I whispered and nearly fell over my own feet as I scurried away.

“Don’t go far, Cat!” Alessandra called out to me.

I didn’t have it in me to answer. I just opened the door and stumbled out.

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