Page 20 of A Mafia's Treasure

Finally, I get through, bypassing the coat check in, and head straight for Cat and let her know the room is booked.

“Yes, it is, but you can’t take your belongings in with you. You should have checked them in.” She smiles, looking down at my bag.

“I know and I checked everything else in, but I need my phone in case of an emergency,” I explain to her.

“House rules, I’m afraid.” She shrugs and points me back in the direction of the check in.

I sigh, turning on my heel and almost jog back up. Opposite the check in is a ladies’ bathroom that I slide into and snap the lock shut.

Taking my phone, I put it down my top, sitting it between my breasts. I don’t want to miss a message from him and sit there all night waiting!

Hurrying out, I pass my bag over and head back down to Cat, who now lets me through.

I go into the room that feels so familiar now, and it makes me feel calm. I head to the bed, sit and look around. My mouth drops open with what’s sitting in the middle of the floor.

Chapter14

Nico

Iget Francesca’s text as I am on my way to look over the paperwork with Ivan. I can’t put this off, but I’m not missing out on a night withil mio tesoro.

I reach for my phone and call the club. I know what she can do while she waits for me, and what a sight it’ll be for me when I get there.

My cock stirs as I think about how beautiful she’ll look doing what I’ve planned.

“Rochelle, transfer me to Cat.” I don’t have time for pleasantries as I am almost at the warehouse where I am meeting Ivan, and I want to make sure my orders are followed through before I get there.

“Cat. I want you to place a wall mounted dildo in the center of the punishment room, and make sure it’s stuck to the floor,” I tell her.

“Oookay,” she says. “Anything else?”

“That’s all. I will message her with the details,” I confirm.

“Phones are not allowed, sir,” she informs me.

“I’m aware,” I tell her. “Just follow normal protocol.” I cut the call, knowing full well she’ll get her phone in that room because she’s impatient. Now she knows she’s waiting for one person, she can’t help but know when and where.

Even if that means breaking the rules.

We pull up to the warehouse, but I have to make one more call before I can wrap this up.

“Tony, I received the text, as I’m sure you’re aware, and your guy was lucky tonight,” I tell him. “I assume you passed the orders I gave you on to him?”

“I did, and I’ve spoken to them about it.” He sighs heavily.

“Word around town is he sent a suicide message to his brother, and my eyes on the ground say Brandon is accepting it for what it is,” I tell him. “So, like I said, he’s lucky. But this is a warning, next time my orders are not followed to the T, I won’t be so fucking lenient.” My voice is firm, and I inform him I have a list to send over with people that will be requiring visits. He knows that means not all will require the same treatment but most will. Tony only gets the list when it’s the end of the line for these people.

“Time to put this guy to work, and I want a clean job. Tommy is around to clean up. He’s just broken ground on the new site, so now's the time for getting our shit cleared up, do you understand?”

“I got it boss,” he responds.

Hanging up from Tony, I get out of the SUV and head inside. I have several of my soldiers with me as I suspect this isn’t going to be as smooth as it should be.

If Ivan is a smart man, he will sign the contract and we can both move on, but I suspect that won’t be the case.

My feet crunch across the gravel as I make my way to the dilapidated warehouse. My man goes first and pushes the old steel door with a squeak, which will alert everyone of our arrival.

I follow behind and see Ivan surrounded by his own men. He has his SUV parked up inside with its headlights beaming and his briefcase resting on the bonnet.

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