Page 12 of Boardwalk Kings

If only Bella's dad knew what his precious daughter was like when he wasn't there. She acted like the typical Mafia princess in front of her father. One day, he would eventually arrange her marriage.

That was how our world worked.

We didn't get to choose who we married. Instead, it usually came down to power plays and moves to gain new territory.

I didn't understand how Ava could communicate with Bella via text message. She was driving me nuts with all the incomplete thoughts, the constant dinging of another message, one after the other.

I'd never gotten the impression Bella was this wild or annoying. But then again, she was the perfect daughter in front of her dad. He even made her dress up like a doll. At parties, she was always soft-spoken, never got out of line, and respectful.

Ava:No to all the above.

Bella:Please fuck him!

Bella:For me.

I shook my head at their conversation, unable to wipe the stupid smirk off my face. Girls made a big deal of me even when I was a skinny, awkward kid. But then, I grew into my body and gained women's attention. I wasn't arrogant, but I knew I looked good—my mother's muscular and much taller twin.

She was a beautiful woman who danced on stage around the world. That was how she met my father. He was so enamored by her beauty that he cheated on his wife with her. Mom had no idea she was getting into bed with a monster.

But he spoiled her rotten.

How could she say no?

Besides, no one refused my father. He had a strange way of making those who defied him regret their decision.

Bella:Please. Don't act like you didn't have a crush on Nico in middle school.

Ava:I plead the fifth.

Bella:You used to write his name in your notebooks. Lmao.

Ava:OMG. Don't remind me.

Bella:All the Luciano brothers are hot.

Bella:Dante. Mmm…

Bella:He's so grumpy and growly. But fuck, it turns me on.

Ava:Okay, new topic before I drive to AC and choke some sense into you.

Bella:What? Stop acting like you don't think they're hot.

Ava:Fine. Nico is hot. They're all hot.

Ava:Are you happy?

My cock was hard from waking up to morning wood. And the thought of Ava's pretty glossed lips wrapped around me produced an ache in my balls. I couldn't wait to spread her out, taking every inch of me.

It would happen.

Eventually.

She was mine.

Ours.

Bella:Boo, you ho! We'll never know if his dick is as big as his whores claim.

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