Page 63 of Savage Don

Fuck. The way she came over my tongue. The way she whimpered as I spread apart her ass cheeks and tasted her virgin pussy. The way she shook, the way she trembled. The way she took it all and kept on cooking, just like I commanded.

Grinding my teeth, I try to force the dirty thoughts from my mind. The last thing I want to do is get hard in a meeting with these men. I’d never hear the end of it.

Francesca isn’t going anywhere. Get through this and then get home to her.

That’s exactly what I do.

“Does anyone want to fill me in on what that business is?” I ask, shaking away the teasing images of the virgin school girl I made come just this morning. She’s waiting for me on the other side of town. After this, she’s mine.

“There’s only one reason we’d all gather together,” Nolan points out. “There’s only one thing important enough to rip me away from my family.

“The Italians,” I nod. Our empire is in danger.

Clenching my fists, I remember the chaos at Domenico’s house. He’s the rat, I’m sure of it. But how do I convince everyone else? I need proof.

“That’s right,” Aiden nods. “We have an update for you.”

“A bad one, I assume?” It’s always bad news when it’s delivered like this.

Aiden runs a hand through his dirty blonde hair and leans against his big mahogany desk. “Yesterday, the feds got another credible tip about our involvement in last year’s terrorist attacks. Fortunately, one of our corrupted officials intercepted it just in time.”

“That’s lucky,” I agree.

“It was. But we’re running out of fortune,” Nolan quickly adds, his sharp gaze focusing entirely on me. “We need to find out who’s working so hard to undermine our empire, and we need to find out before they can do any real damage.”

“I’m almost certain it’s Domenico Galli,” I immediately respond. The faster his name is out there, the better.

“Almost certain isn’t good enough,” Aiden mumbles. Turning his back on everyone, he walks over to the bar he’s built in his office and pours himself a drink. “Anyone else thirsty?”

His question is met with a wave of grunts.

“I’m thirsty for Italian blood,” Shane spits.

“Same here,” Roman adds. “Why haven’t you eviscerated them yet?”

Before I can answer, Leonid speaks up for me. “Because he’s smart,” the Russian prince booms. “We still need the Italians to run our day-to-day shit on the ground. They have too many connections and far too much street knowledge to just blow to smithereens. It would weaken us considerably to get rid of them all in one fell swoop.”

“Then, what do you suggest Ray does?” Shane asks.

“Eliminating the rat and his entire family,” I say, before anyone can speak for me.

“And before you do that, you need to have proof that he’s betrayed us,” Aiden points out. “Otherwise, we risk alienating the other two Italian families—if they aren’t in on the betrayal. We can afford to get rid of one malignant family, but losing any more than that could be disastrous.”

“You think the other two Italian families will be okay with us wiping out one of their own, even if Ray can prove they were the rats?” Shane asks.

“Yes,” I step in. “Ever since you gave me the responsibility of watching over them, I’ve been getting to know the Italians on a much more personal level. Adriano Sabatino and Leo Camporese aren’t as ambitious as their fathers were. In fact, I believe they actually enjoy how things are now. They hardly have to lift a finger or make an important decision anymore, and yet they still get to hang on to fifty percent of their families wealth. It’s a good racket for them.”

“But it’s not for Domenico Galli?”

Shaking my head, I feel a sneer come over my lips. “Domenico is more bound by pride than the others are. His father must have filled his head with silly ideas of Italian superiority. He thinks with his heart, not with his head.”

“So, you think his pride has led him to betray us?” Nolan asks.

“Pride, yes… and a very pushy new wife.”

A grumble echoes around the room before settling on the head honcho.

“Sonia. An old friend of yours,” Aiden says. There’s no reason he should know that, but I’m sure he did his research before making the decision to appoint me to my new position.