Page 114 of Corrupted Temptation (Mafia Kings: Corrupted 2)

“Good,” I said, dropping my finger. “Now, hug me, tell me to have a good time, and promise me there will be absolutely no spying going on this evening.”

Greta’s head shot up first, surprise marring her pretty features.

“I’m not mad, Greta,” I told her honestly. “I’ve wasted too much time being angry, and I’m done with it. I love you,both of you, and I understand why you did what you did.”

Greta smiled and hopped to her feet, Vito trailing behind her.

“Just don’t do it again,” I said, waggling my finger one last time.

Vito hugged me so tight, sturdy arms encircling me, that any qualms I had about letting them off the hook vanished.

Greta dove into the hug. She’d barely had time to wrap her arms around me as the knock at the door sounded.

I recalled the last time I opened the hotel room door with a nervous twinge, but luckily, I wasn’t alone. Vito and Greta were here, my clandestine bodyguards. With that, my heart fluttered back to its normal pace.

I stepped back and looked up at them expectantly. “Well?”

Two blank faces stared back at me.

“Are you going to say anything to me?” I said, fisting my hands on my hips.

Greta smiled. “Have a good time, Raven.”

She snuck in one last hug before standing back to look me over from head to toe. The dress had arrived shortly after I’d gotten back from the hospital, courtesy of Nico Costa, according to the courier.

To be honest, I felt a little ridiculous in the long, black strapless dress with a slit that went all the way up my thigh.

Greta nodded approvingly. “Don’t do anything I’d do.” She waggled her brows at me, and I laughed despite the heat that climbed up my cheeks.

“You remember everything I taught you, right,passerotta?”Vito said with a stern voice.

I nodded indulgently.

“If you need anything, you call me.”

“I promise I will,zietto,” I said, then hugged him quick and hopped up on my toes to kiss his stubbled cheek.

Then I hightailed it across the room. I felt a bit like a teenage girl getting ready for her prom date.

It wasn’t often I was rendered speechless, but the sight that greeted me when I opened the door left me grappling for words.

Nico, dressed all in black, in a suit that fit his broad frame perfectly; he looked like he’d just walked off a runway. The only bit of color on him was his vivid green eyes, and they glinted at me with a light that sent decadent shivers down my spine.

I could feel Greta and Vito staring as Nico leaned down and kissed me. It wasn’t a long kiss, but by the way he lingered, his lips just barely touching mine, it felt like one of those kisses that was filled with a lot of erotic promises.

“You look…delicious,” he whispered as he leaned away.

Once upon a time I’d been terrified that Nico Costa would eat me alive. Now, I kind of hoped he’d hurry up and do it.

I opened my mouth, but I could feel the eyes of our audience on my back.

“Let’s go,” I whispered instead, but the wicked smile on his face said he’d read my thoughts loud and clear.

I had no idea where we were going. Some fancy gala, if I had to guess. I would have been happy shacking up in a McDonald’s with Nico, but I was looking forward to some private time.

The life-affirming adrenaline that had been coursing through my veins hadn’t fizzled out entirely.

With Nico around, I wasn’t sure it ever would.

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