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Las Vegas, Nevada
Mancini Mafia
GUILIA
When I arrive at the casino, I head straight to the private elevator that services the office floors. I bring up the access key on my phone and place it in front of the reader before pressing the button for Raff's floor.
"I texted the boss and he's making time in his schedule for you in thirty minutes," Lara says to me as we ascend to the 32ndfloor.
"Hmm."
The elevator doors open onto the impressive lobby with a man and a woman seated behind a large half oval shaped reception desk. Everything is modern elegance in here, including my husband's corner office.
Even though the only access to this floor is with an electronic key, like the one on my phone, there are still armed guards stationed in strategic locations.
"I'm here to see my husband." I yank off my cardigan, dropping it and my purse on the reception desk.
"He is in a mee—"
I don't wait for the receptionist to finish, but storm past their desk and head for Raff's office.
The door is locked. Of course.
I don't let that deter me and pound on it. "Raffaele Mancini, you had better open this door right the fuck now."
My mother would be appalled, but that fiasco at the fertility clinic? That is so beyond okay, I don't have words. So, I pound again.
"Giulia…" Lara tugs at my upper arm. "Come on."
I put her on her back before and take only a second to enjoy the look of shock on her face before turning back to pound on the door again. We spar three times a week. Did she think all those martial arts lessons were for nothing?
Lara jumps to her feet just as the door opens.
His face a study in shock and fury, Raff stands on the other side. "What are you doing, Giulia?"
I sweep past him, crossing the large expanse of his office and scramble up onto his desk. I whip my dress off and have my bra unclasped before Raff can reach me. I yank the lingerie off just as he grabs me around the waist.
I throw it. "This is what you want isn't it? To take away my privacy and expose me to whoever!"
I don’t even look at the people he is meeting with. My ire and attention are directed entirely on the son-of-a-bobcat I am married to.
"Get out!" he barks.
I hear people moving.
"Funny how that didn't work when I told Dr. Hewitt and his minions to leave me alone." I'm so angry, my throat aches with the need to scream.
Tears are burning at the back of my eyes, but I blink them back. I will not cry. Not right now.
Raff's suit jacket comes around my shoulders as his office door closes with a bang.
He holds me near him with a grip on the lapels of his jacket. "Is there a reason you want me to have to gouge out the eyes of three of my top capos?"
"They're your father's capos."
He growls.
I usually find that sexy. Right now, I just want to punch him. So, I do. Right in his rock-hard abs, which is what I can reach the way he's got me trapped close to his big body.
