Page 60 of Giovanni's Obsession

Baratta’s Darkness

Poison Pen Series

Book 1

Prologue

Baratta

The club is packed as I make my way to the balcony hoping to get some air. Finding a quiet spot on the far side, I sit and drink my scotch slowly while the boss finishes up his meeting inside. A few minutes goes by when a young woman walks out, stopping to look over the balcony to the street below. New Orleans is always a party town, especially on Saturday night.

She doesn’t seem to notice me in the corner, but I happen to be good at blending into the shadows. My eyes are drawn to her, not just by her beauty but by the gorgeous tattoo that goes up one leg disappearing under her short skirt.

“Hey, we all are going to another bar. Want to come with us?” I hear as another woman walks up next to her.

“Nah, I think I’ll call it a night soon and go back to the hotel. My flight leaves pretty early.” She responds in a sultry husky voice that immediately has me wondering what she would sound like with her legs wrapped around my head.

She stays in the exact same spot for several more minutes after the other girl leaves. As she turns around, she finally notices me as she jumps a little bit and her hand goes to her chest.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t see you there.” She smiles in my direction.

“I wasn’t really trying to be seen.” I respond as I take another sip of my scotch.

“Well, sorry.” She says as she turns to leave.

“Where are you running off to?” I ask, not really wanting her to leave which is completely out of character for me.

“Back to my hotel. I have an early flight.” She smiles again and I catch my breath at her beauty yet again.

What the fuck is wrong with me? I think to myself. I am never impulsive. I calculate everything.

“So you are not from around here then?” I grin back at her as I lean forward, more into the light. I watch as her smile becomes even bigger.

Maybe I won’t have to go very far for a fuck tonight after all. Something about this woman has my dick harder than a nail and I don’t even know her name.

I convince her to hang out a bit longer. I can’t leave until my boss is done with his meeting but I don’t tell her that. I offer to buy her a drink instead. I know Uncle Tony won’t mind if I slip away after he gets out of here.

Yeah, my boss is also my Uncle. He runs the Italian mob in Louisiana. When my mom died, Uncle Tony and Aunt Morgania took me in. My twin brother went to live with our Grandparents in Italy.

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