Page 46 of Mafia Kings: Dario

I entered the kitchen, but no one was there.

However, there were signs that Cat was nearby.

There were sliced strawberries on a cutting board…

And fresh dough set aside to be kneaded.

Plus her cell phone sat on a nearby counter. It was unlocked, like she had been looking at it before she disappeared.

I glanced around the kitchen. She didn’t seem to be anywhere nearby.

She might know that I wasn’t allowed to use my own phone… so I figuredAsk forgiveness, not permissionwas the best policy.

I hastily grabbed the phone, opened Google Maps, and typed inChurch near me.

The map zoomed in to a tiny village. I pinched the screen to shrink it, so I could figure out where I was in relation to the town –

But no matter how much I zoomed out, there was no sign of the Rosolinis’ mansion. Just an empty green space.

I frowned as I tried to figure it out –

And then suddenly I heard a muffled cry, like someone sobbing into a pillow.

It was coming from inside the pantry, just ten feet away.

The wooden door was almost completely closed… but there was a tiny crack.

There were muted cries coming from within…

But it didn’t sound sad.

It sounded…

Passionate.

I closed Google maps, replaced the phone on the counter, and slowly crept to the door, my heart thudding in my chest.

Then I peered through the crack in the almost-closed door.

What I saw shocked me –

And aroused me almost as much as Dario kissing me the night before.

Inside the pantry, Valentino was making love to Cat.

Well… to be honest…

They were not ‘making love.’

I blushed and crossed myself guiltily as I said the words silently in my head:

They’re fucking.

OhGod,were they fucking.

Cat was pressed against the wall, her dress hiked up around her waist.

Valentino stood in front of her.

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