Page 60 of Angelo

Elyse smirked. "Not really. Just wanted to give you a taste of your medicine.”

A scowl weighed on his face. "I see.”

"Anyway, I didn't reveal anything specific about our plans," she said, circling back to Mariposa, "I simply shared the direction we're heading in, and I think Mariposa want to helps us."

"If Mariposa rats us out, I will be met with opposition from the other clans. The men I know do not like surprises. I planned to ease everyone into these changes.Slowly."

"I doubt the men you know will take anything Mariposa says too seriously. In their eyes, she's a girl who turned her back on family. Even if Mariposa chooses to betray us, I don't think she'll inflict any lasting damage. She has no clan to back her."

"You do not seem to have a high opinion of Mariposa," Alessandro noted dryly.

"You misunderstand me, Alessio," Elyse muttered. "Mariposa has my respect."

"Really?"

"It's thementhat I'm criticizing here. Admit it, your little boys' club would gladly take your word over Mariposa's simply because you possess three things that she doesn't—"

Alessandro eyed her with intrigue. "And what might those be?"

Elyse paused for effect. "One dick and two balls."

Staying quiet, he looked both annoyed and amused with her.

"Besides,” she continued, taking a page from her grandfather’s playbook, “this is meant to be a test. If Mariposa keeps her mouth shut, we’ll know that she can be trusted with more responsibilities. If she lets this secret slip out, we'll know exactly where she stands."

Elyse gasped as her husband's arm suddenly snaked around to haul her onto his lap. He pressed his forehead to hers and whispered, "Has anyone told you how fucking attractive it is when your mind works in this wicked way?"

She smiled in spite of herself. "I take it that you no longer have an issue with the way I'm handling Mariposa?"

Alessandro grunted, "You have my approval."

Elyse shifted to face him while straddling his lap. There was a definitive tent near his crotch. She cooed in his ear, "You seem distracted, Alessio."

"I cannot help it, everything about you is a distraction," Alessandro groaned softly. “Dio, I have missed you. Fuck beingcapo. I just want to fuck you.”

She felt the same way. The stupid music box in their bedroom had definitely put a dent in their sex life, and it left her feeling desperate and wanting.

"You won’t be able to stop beingcapoanytime soon," Elyse murmured as she leaned over to kiss him, "so you might as well fuck me—”

His phone began to ring. He glanced at the screen. “Shit, Gaspare is calling me.”

Her lips trailed down his neck. “Right here.”

“But I am supposed to meet with—”

She nipped his ear playfully. “Right now.”

Brown and blue-gray eyes turned pure black as he tossed his phone aside. "Fuck it. Gaspare can go to hell.”

Elyse wrapped her legs around his waist. “He’s going to be pissed if you make him wait.”

With a groan, his large hands settled on her thighs. “I will tell him it was your fault.”

She rocked against him. “You’d throw me under the bus?”

Alessandro pulled her even closer to grind himself against her cunt. “In a heartbeat.”

Heat pulsed between her legs even though she growled, “Do it, and find out just how violent I can be.”

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