Page 5 of Mafia Betrayal

“You will pay for this, Alessandro.”

He took a threatening step toward me. “Is the princess going to tell her daddy on me?” He circled around me. “What’re you going to tell him?”

I clenched my fists, wishing that I hadn’t left my damn purse in the car. I would’ve already done more than hit him over the head with it.

He walked around me, stopping to stand behind me, dangerously close, and placed his lips by my ear. “You won’t tell your daddy because you know he won’t believe you.”

My breath hitched. He wouldn’t. And I’d bet Alessandro had volunteered to take me out so he could flat-out fuck me over like this. That had probably been his plan the whole time.

I poked my finger into his chest. “What’s your damn problem?”

“You’d get in the way.”

“You don’t know that.”

“Yes, I do.” He stuffed his hands into his pockets and tilted his head. “Women like you—”

“Don’t you dare finish that sentence! You know nothing about me.” I seethed.

He clenched his jaw. “Daddy’s little girl snags the perfect guy next door, gets everything she’s ever wanted, doesn’t have to work a day in her life … I know exactly who you are.”

I crossed my arms over my chest. “You think I wanted this life?”

“I think you don’t know any other kind. You wouldn’t be able to survive without your daddy and all his money,” he said.

He reached for the car door, but I snatched his wrist.

He wrapped his hands around my throat. “What did I tell you about touching me?” His thumbs pressed into the sides of my neck, making it hard to breathe. “What did I tell you,reginetta?” He slammed me up against his car. “Did I tell you not to?”

“What’re you going to do about it?”

Those cold gray eyes glared down at me. He released a little pressure on my neck, his thumb trailing roughly down my jaw. I shoved him away, but he grinded his pelvis further into me and held me in place.

“You’re astronzo.”

He shook his head and grazed his thumb over my lip. “Ci provi troppo.” He pushed me away and opened his car door. “Don’t fuck up the address next time,reginetta, and we won’t have a problem.”

Then, he shut the door on me and sped out of the lot.

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Thatstronzowas not getting awaywith this so easily. I slammed the car door and started the car.

What was his problem? I would’ve done exactly what he needed me to, and he knew that. He knew I wouldn’t pull anything because I needed to prove myself to Daddy.

So, why? Because he was another one of Daddy’s men who thought so lowly of the women in this family that it was laughable.

I sped down the road, trailing after his car. Was I crazy for doing it? Maybe. But what was even crazier was, I saw Tommy’s stupid car parked on the side of the road, next to a high-end breakfast restaurant, and I stopped.

Mr. Alessandro Russo would be dealt with later.

This was a more urgent matter. I’d seen him fucking the bitch before, but he never took her out. His bank statement had expensive purchases, which were for her and her only because I never saw that Mercedes or that $6K Cartier bracelet. But I knew for a fact that he never showed her off to anyone else.

Now, he was using my family’s money to take her out on dates that he had not taken me on in weeks.

I pulled over to the side of the road, across the street from the restaurant, and waited for them. What had I ever seen in Tommy? He had to be one of the stupidest men on this goddamn planet.

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