Page 22 of Ruthless Mafia Boss 3: Vino and Claire

I glanced between them. “I want you to question anyone new walking into Claire’s design studio. Find out exactly why they’re there.”

“No problem,” they answered in unison.

I stepped to the door and pressed the doorbell.

“Coming,” Claire yelled.

I had called her a few times leading up to today. Each time, she hesitated, unsure if she really wanted me here. That kiss had her tangled up in her own head.

Good.

She was going to see me tonight or next week. It didn’t matter. Either way, my darling Claire was going to realize she couldn’t run from this.

The door flew open, and there she stood wearing a lavender nightie with a matching robe, little black slippers on her feet.

“Hello, Vino,” she greeted with a weak smile.

I stepped forward, forcing her to take a few steps back. Her eyes widened.

Behind me, Amadeo carried the bags to the kitchen.

“Why would you answer the door like this?” I bit out, my gaze sweeping over her exposed skin.

Her brows pinched in confusion.

“There are two men outside who might think it’s okay to feast their fucking eyes on you,” I snapped.

I almost slipped and said my men. They knew how I felt about Claire. They wouldn’t dare look at her in a disrespectful way. Still, I didn’t want her opening the door in barely-there lingerie for anyone.

“Your body is for my eyes only,” I stated firmly.

Her expression darkened, lips curling in defiance.

“No, it’s not, Vino,” she snarled through gritted teeth. “How many times do I have to say that?”

“Claire, if you need anything, we’ll be right outside the door,” Amadeo said.

Her brows raised. “Isn’t it your night off?” She pushed, peeking around my muscled arm.

It was his night off, but because their boss was here, it was all hands on deck. Of course, he couldn’t tell her that.

“I’m working overtime,” he lied.

That was quick thinking. I’d have to give him something extra.

“I’ll let you know if I want you to put him out of my place,” she stated.

This little minx.

Amadeo had better sell it.

I peeked over my shoulder at my bodyguard, smiling.

“We’re here if you need us,” he grinned.

I nodded at him. My gaze fell back on Claire.

A wide smile lifted her cheeks as she looked up at me like she just achieved a great victory. The door clicked closed behind Amadeo.

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