“I’m supposed to be getting ready for a football game tonight,” he says. “Instead, I’m here with you maniacs,” he huffs.
I grab a dart gun and paint ball gun from the bag. “You talk a lot. And somehow our soldiers didn’t bash your pretty boy face in.”
The image of my woman holding his hand and smiling up at him comes to mind.
Serenity closes the distance between us. “You’ll be the only man bashing his face in.” She eases up on her tiptoes and slides her tongue across my lower lip. “Baby, you are the sexiest man on Earth.”
I grin at her like a boy receiving a compliment from his childhood crush.
Oh, that’s right, she is my childhood crush.
My hand curls around the front of her neck; her body trembles in my grip.
“Nico,” she purrs.
I love the way my wife reacts to my touch. “The turf is being replaced tonight. You don’t have to cover your hair if you don’t want to.”
A smile lifts the corners of her lips. “I’ll never forget this torture night.”
I release her and she walks to the middle of the field.
“As much as I want to climb my husband like a tree and fuck his brains out, I’m going to focus on torturing you, Chris.”
“Let this sick obsession with me go,” he bites out.
Serenity chuckles. “The only man I’ve ever been obsessed with is Nico.”
She tilts her head to the side. “You knew that. I’d say you felt threatened by him. Because you knew he’d come between you,me, and my pussy. Your exact words were: fat girls have juicy pussy. All I wanted was a little taste.”
Chris’ eyes widen.
My blood boils beneath my skin.
“What the fuck?” Fitz growls behind me.
“You fat-shamed my wife, rapist.” I run at top speed across the field and drop my guns. I yank a K-bar from my waist holster and slam it into his shoulder.
He lets out a piercing cry of agony.
“My wife has beautiful thick curves that I fucking love. And all you assholes do is call her fat. But secretly you love thick women, too.” I grab him by the front of his white t-shirt.
“You’re still raping women even with all your fame. See you like to take the pussy. Why couldn’t you find a girlfriend or wife and tell her that your kink is taking the pussy?”
My brows bunch together. “But you like raping various women.” My fist connects with his nose, breaking the cartilage.
“Ah, fuck you, mobster,” he groans as blood pours down his lips.
I wave Abe over. “Clean him up. I want him presentable for my wife.”
Abe treats Chris’ wounds briefly, then steps away.
Serenity steps to my side, smirking.
“I never formally introduced myself. “I was Serenity Cichello, mafia princess in college. Now I’m Mrs. Serenity Pitucco, soon to be the Donna of the Pitucco mafia family. You see, my enemies were looking for me, so I couldn’t attend school under my real name. Now they’re dead. I’m free to live life. Not saying I won’t gain new enemies. I mean, I am now helping my father run the Cichello mafia organization.”
She lifts her hands, palms up, shrugging. “What can I say? I’m a busy woman.”
“That’s why you were so secretive about why you had a security detail.” His eyes move to me. “Explains why you got intertwined with this toxic, stalking ass mobster.”
