Page 176 of My Mafia Queen

It rings again, and he exits the bathroom, running a towel over his chest while having another one wrapped around his waist.

He winks at me and flashes a smile while I lie on my stomach, propped on my elbows.

He snatches his phone, looking at me.

“Yes,” he says, expressing nothing. “Uh-huh… All right.”

With that, he puts his phone back on the nightstand, but not before powering it off.

He changes his mind and tosses it into a drawer before sliding onto the bed.

“What was that all about?” I ask just as he peels off his towel and his erection bounces up.

He drops the towel to the floor, pulls my back into his chest, runs his hand between my legs, making me quiver with pleasure, and spreads my thighs to slide his hard cock in.

His hand comes to my clit while his chest lines my back.

He paces himself while rocking his hips and moving his hard flesh into me.

“Are you going to tell me?” I ask, pressing my hand on top of his, suspecting it was an important call.

He says nothing.

I glance at him over my shoulder while he moves steadily into my body.

“What was that?” I ask.

A secret smile tugs at his lips.

“We’re moving to New York.”

My mouth falls open.

“What?”

He nods, pushing my face away so I resume my position.

“What happened?” I ask, staring at the curtains while he pulls up closer and starts kissing my neck and kneading my chest.

“I’m no longer a Capo.”

I can’t help myself and tilt my head to him again.

“What are you talking about?”

“My uncle has been removed. I’m the new underboss.”

My eyebrows go up as I don’t know how to react.

“What does that mean for us?”

“Us?” he says, smiling and reaching over to my nightstand.

He pulls something out from the top drawer.

“I’m surprised you didn’t find it,” he says, and I jerk my head to see what he’s talking about.

He stops moving while unwrapping a small jewelry box.

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