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“No need to thank me. How are you feeling? Tired?” Surprisingly, I’m feeling great.
“I’m good.”
“When I came into the room, you were screaming. What was that about?” Shit, I completely forgot about what I found.
“I wasn’t screaming. Just excited. I managed to decrypt the audio for the Linlithgow video. It took me several days, but I finally managed to do it.” Taking my laptop from the bedside table, I show him, hoping he’ll recognise one of the voices.
“I have never heard any of them before.” He leans in, squinting to get a better look at the faces on the video.
“Okay. Maybe your da’ can recognise one of them?”
“Maybe.” The ringtone of my phone surprises us both.
“Who is it?” He knows my involvement with his business now, so I don’t feel the need to hide it from him. But he didn’t expect this call, and it’s showing on his face.
“Riccardo,” I answer, putting my phone on speaker.
“Angelito.” The room fills with the rich, heavy sound of his Italian accent. I’m sure Aidan is asking himself why on earth the mafia boss is calling me, and that would be a legitimate question. The truth is I helped him in the past and he owes me big time. “To what do I owe this pleasure?” I can hear the exhalation of his cigarette through the phone.
“Thank you for returning my call. Does the name of Matteo Fusco ring any bells?” Aidan looks at me with confusion.
“I’m afraid it doesn’t. Why? Do I need to kill him?” I can hear the seriousness in his voice. Since I helped him, Riccardo has taken my safety very seriously and would kill anyone who threatens my life.
“I’m not sure yet. There’s something about him that doesn’t seem right to me. Call it a feeling. Do you think you can look into him for me?”
“Of course, Angelito. Anything else?”
“Do you know who tried to kill me and my team?” I ask, hoping he will have an answer to that.
“Excuse me?” I hear him move around. “Someone tried to do what?” I take a deep breath. Riccardo is like my mafia father. I’m surprised he didn’t hear about it sooner.
“Someone stabbed me and shot Tim in Linlithgow. They were definitely Italian, Riccardo.” I pause. “Someone is trying to take the Prestons down and is working with the Snakes to do it. I need to find out who.”
I think Aidan stopped breathing beside me. This is the first time he sees me in my boss-girl pants outside of court.
“I’ll keep an eye out for you.” His heavy accent is more pronounced.
“Thank you.” The sound of him shouting something in Italian to someone on the phone echoes through the room before he hangs up. I glance towards Aidan, and his face does not disappoint.
“You forgot to tell me you had contact with the mafia Don.” His brows furrow in worry.
Shifting from my position, I answer, “He required my help a few years back, and we’ve kept in contact.”
“Fuck. Do I need to say that seeing you all bossy and confident made my cock hard as steel?” My eyes quickly shift downwards to observe the prominent bulge through his joggers, and without a doubt, I can sense the taste of him as if he is already leaking.
“Now is not the time, big boy. Would you help me to get out of this bed? I can’t bear to spend another moment in it. I need to move. The lack of human interaction is beginning to take a toll on my mental state.” He drops his shoulders and lets out a defeated sigh. He knows that I’m just asking because I don’t have the energy to fight right now, but his answer doesn’t matter. I’ll get out of this bed one way or another.
“Fine. But if you feel any pain, you tell me immediately.” As I roll my eyes, I suddenly feel his fingers wrap around my chin, his touch commanding my attention. “Don’t roll your eyes at me, Tink,” he warns. “If you want your arse marked with the imprint of my hands, go ahead and expect it.” Damn him and his words.
“Promises, promises.” Sitting on the edge of the bed, I prepare to stand up and make my way to the door.
“Tonight,” he whispers, his voice low and menacing, “I’m going to silence that spoiled, bratty mouth of yours with my cock buried deep inside it for days to come.” The desire in his voice makes my entire body tingle, especially the sensitive area between my thighs.
I force myself to ignore my pussy, knowing that if I don’t, I’ll never get out of this bed.
Chapter 18
Aidan
