Page 24 of Nanny's Baby for the Italian Mafia Boss

Damn it, if she were truly mine, I’d find a way to silence her sass later by slipping my cock between those plump lips.

“You’re right.” I lift my hands in surrender. “You have such a smart nanny, Ella. I think she’ll fit right in here.”

“I do, too.” Ella kicks her legs as much as she can in her booster seat.

A few minutes later, we are pulling into the park and the carousel is visible. It’s new, an attraction they just added to the park a few months ago. We climb out of the car and Ella zips by us to run to the ice cream stand.

Sophie gets a chocolate and vanilla cone. I get a strawberry cone while Gianni and Ella get vanilla with sprinkles.

“Sprinkles, Gianni? Really?”

He simply grumbles, licking them from the ice cream. “They make me happy.”

Sophie snickers and we begin to walk toward the carousel. Gianni and Ella are ahead of us, practically racing to the ride. Gianni doesn’t like to admit it, but I know he loves going on the carousel with her.

I sit on the bench, right under a tree sprouting green leaves. Sophie takes the spot next to me while we watch the two get on the carousel. Ella picks her horse and I’m not surprised when I notice it’s the same one she always wants. Gianni helps her up and she grips the pole with one hand, eating the ice cream with the other.

Gianni takes the horse next to her to stay close, eating his ice cream with sprinkles.

Yet, he still looks intimidating.

“I have to ask,” I start, giving one more lick of my ice cream cone. “What made you need this job?”

“Well, I went to school and—”

“—I know you went to school, but you seem like the type of woman who didn’t need this. Yet, you did. Why?”

My gaze falls to her tongue, licking and circling the ice cream as she watches the carousel go round and round. The spark of desire I feel for Sophie lights to a full, raging blaze while I watch her tongue-fuck that cone.

She might not actually be tongue-fucking it, but my cock disagrees.

“I… needed a new start. I got the interview, and I was so excited because it meant I could finally leave my boyfriend’s place—”

“—Boyfriend? You have a boyfriend?” Possessive jealousy engulfs me. It’s too bad if she belongs to someone else. I’ll kill him and have her to myself. I don’t care what I have to do.

She snorts, quickly licking the ice cream that melted and is dripping down her hand. “No. I wanted this job when I saw I could live at the house. I wanted out of my relationship, but come to find out, he was cheating on me anyways. I broke up with him then and there. Packed up what I could and went to the job interview. All I could do is hope you hired me.”

I let out a breath, relieved I don’t have to kill anyone. “Lucky me,” I say, taking a bite out of my cone.

“You say that now,” she teases, bumping my shoulder. “My ex didn’t seem to think so.”

“Your ex is an idiot. You deserve better than him.”

“He was upset that I wouldn’t…”

I look over at her, noticing her cheeks pinkening. “You wouldn’t, what?”

“I wouldn’t have sex with him. We were only together for a few months, and something told me not to, so I didn’t. He found my best friend to have sex with, though. I guess guys will get it anywhere, right?” Her tone is regretful and defeated.

“No. Not good men. Good men don’t fuck other women when they have the best there is,” I answer, placing my arm on my thigh so she can’t see my erection.

Knowing she’s a virgin, knowing she’s never been with another man, has every instinct inside me screaming to claim her as mine.

I’ll be greedy. I’ll be obsessive. And I’ll show her what it is truly like to be with someone who sees nothing else but her.

She’ll be mine.

Chapter Six

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