Page 157 of Mafia Grace


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His eyebrow arched.

“Do you want me to do to my friends what I want to do to you?”

It was my turn to growl. “Bad joke, Fiori. If no one gets to see me like this, no one gets to see you either.”

“I’m all yours,Tesoro.” He bit my lip to underline his possessiveness. “Tell me you love me.”

“You know I do.”

“Tell me anyway.”

“I love you.” I said it in one breath.

“Now tell me you won’t be away from me for long.”

“Keep your cock in your pants for a couple of hours and I promise you, I’ll make it worth it when I come back.”

That did the trick.

“Fine. No more than two hours.”

“Can I take the Maserati?”

“What’s mine is yours. Do you know the way to Chiara’s home?”

He finally decided to let me go and help me get back on my feet.

“Oh, we’re actually going downtown.”

“What?” The smile disappeared, turning into a worried frown.

“It’s in the city center and Chiara already called Pietro to send one of your men to watch over us. We’ll be fine.”

We stared each other down until he finally backed down.

“Fine.” I did my best to cover my smile, but couldn’t. “What’s so funny?”

“You, Sasa. You could never say no to me.”

Ever since Salvatore was a kid, he was the strongest one around – the most determined. The Fiori prince grew up into a king, and everyone feared him. My husband was tall, scary, and covered in tattoos and muscles, so he didn’t make a habit of bending his will.Just for me. He didn’t like to share, but he shared everything with me – when we were kids it was his bike, and now his money, his home, his name. Everything.Just with me.

I couldn’t put into words the way that made me feel, but for all the years we were forced to hide, that feeling was what pulled me to him every time. Knowing that I was the only one for him pulled me back every time.

“Damn right I can’t say no to you. It’s my curse. Where are you going? I need to have the place vetted before you get there.”

“A new brasserie.” I showed him the text with the fancy French name and he nodded. “What do you mean by vetted?”

“A few guards, but they will stay back. You and Chiara will have your privacy. Good enough for you,Tesoro?”

I wasn’t sure I needed any guards, but he wasn’t going to budge more than that when we were talking about my safety, and after the past couple of days, I couldn’t blame him.

“Perfect.”

With a hand on my back, he walked me to the driver’s side of the car and opened the door for me.

“Try not to scratch it, Grazi. They don’t make this paint anymore.”

“What if I do?”

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