Page 81 of Twisted Mafia Vows 2: Nico & Serenity

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“There are two men walking on the beach in plain clothes. The front gate is secure. I’ve sent two guys in town to keep an eye out for anyone suspicious.”

“Great. Thanks.”

His resting mean face is giving off exhaustion.

“What’s on your mind, Reacher?”

“Vex and Abe had the night off last night.” He points towards the pool. “And this morning, I guess.”

I arch a brow. He sounds upset they got more time off.

“How can I help you?”

“When we arrive in Fiji, Miff needs the night off first. I’d like to take the next evening off.”

“As hard as you’ve worked, take two days off. Serenity’s soldiers can guard us for a couple of days. Once the war is over, you and Miff get a month off.”

His shoulders relax and a smile flashes on his face. “Thanks, boss.”

“You’re welcome. I appreciate all your hard work. And for getting me out of that house that night.”

“Wish I could’ve saved Lune too,” he adds.

I clench my fist at my side. “Yeah, me too.”

My eyes move over the platters of fruit resting on ice.

“Make sure you guys eat,” I tell him as he moves toward the door.

“We ate earlier. Don’t worry about us, sir. Enjoy spending much-needed time with Mrs. Pitucco.”

“Thanks, Reacher.”

He disappears out the door.

My eyes move over the kitchen again. It appears I’m the last to wake up. Over the years I barely slept. Knowing Serenity is my wife and not across the country helped me sleep. Not to mention fucking her so thoroughly. I thought I’d come fast the first time, but I was so hungry for her and angry with her I couldn’t come quick. The punishment I delivered kept me going long and strong. Our first time together in five years only scratched the surface. I need to be inside my wife every day.

I stalk to the warmer, pull it open, and place the three trays of food on the counter. After I’ve prepared my plate, I saunter through the living room. The doors to the patio has already been pushed into the wall.

Serenity shouts, “You lost. I knew you two couldn’t win against Bets and Angel.”

I step behind her and press my lips to the spot on her neck where I bit her last night. She smells like jasmine and cherries. The combination makes my dick hard.

“Good afternoon, Mrs. Pitucco.”

She turns her head and presses her lips to mine. “Good afternoon, Mr. Pitucco.”

Serenity looks relaxed and happy. I’m shocked she kissed me. We’d been at odds for so long this moment feels surreal.

“Did you sleep well?” She asks.

“I did. Haven’t slept more than four hours in years.”

She frowns. “That changes, now.”

Serenity grabs a melon chunk off my plate and pops it into her mouth. “Nico, enjoy your meal. You can watch my bodyguards beat yours at pool volleyball.”

I roll my eyes and bring my hand down on her round ass.