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He winked at me. “Just checking to see if she’s content with her choice of Bruno men.”
Romi bustled out of the house. “Here you go,” she said, setting a plate of fries, a burger, and a can of soda on the table. “You need to eat. Extra pickles.”
“Thank you.” Allegra’s lips split into a smile. She rested a hand on Romi’s arm. “But you don’t need to do extra work for me.”
“Bah.”
“Why are we eating rabbit food off a piece of wood and your girl gets fries?” Stefano snatched one of her fries, dipped it in the ranch sauce, and stuffed it into his mouth.
“No. No.” Romi slapped his hands.
Allegra laughed. The sound grated because she tilted her head and gave Stefano a playful smile.
Romi headed back into the house.
Stefano scooted his chair closer to hers. “What did you have to do to get a burger? And what would I have to do to get half?” He was fucking flirting with her.
“What are you willing to give me?” She swirled a fry through the ranch dressing.
I gritted my teeth as she flirted back. Allegra’s gaze dipped, then her eyes sparked with challenge.
“What do you want?” Stefano asked.
I leaned onto the table, a flare of heat snapping across every nerve in my body.
Allegra lifted the hem of her dress, pulled her knife from the sheath on her thigh, and cut the burger in half. “You claim your skills with a knife are better than mine. Prove it.”
“Fuck you,” Stefano said to me. “I want her.”
Allegra chuckled, flipped the tab on the soda, took a guzzle, and then covered her mouth as she belched. Her eyes popped. The sound wasn’t delicate, but bubbled out, unfazed by the two women glaring at her.
Emilio laughed. “Now we know where Dee gets her charm.”
Orlando kicked the leg of Emilio’s chair, clearly still pissed that he was paying a price for her indiscretion.
Francesca scooted her chair back. “I’m exhausted.” She rested her hand on my shoulder. “Will you take me to my room?”
Allegra stiffened, her eyes glued to Francesca’s palm sliding onto my biceps. Her breath caught, and she twisted the ruby on her finger. My cock stirred, a rush of heat pooling in my balls, not from Francesca’s touch, but the hard set of Allegra’s jaw and the fire in her eyes.
Neither of us was immune to jealousy.
“I’ll see you later,” I said to Francesca. “Allegra, will you show our guest to her room? She’s across the hall from us.”
If she could, I had no doubt my little, lying topolina would take her knife and bury it in my gut.
She glared at me and picked up her burger. “She’s your guest, not mine.” Then she took a bite. A trickle of sauce dripped onto her lip. With only her middle finger extended—toward me as if flipping me off—she swiped her lip and sucked it into her mouth.
Stefano chuckled and plucked the other half of the burger from her plate. “Do you want lessons in hand-to-hand combat, or do you want to know where to stab the human body in a crowded room without drawing attention in order to cause exsanguination?”
Ant stood. “While these two discuss how to make a man,or woman,” he mumbled the woman part, “bleed, I’ll show Francesca to her room.”
Giada scooted her chair back. “I’ll go with her.”
Allegra ate another fry, her tongue peeking out from between her lips to lick salt from her thumb. There was more than hunger in her focus on me. “I know how to make a man bleed.”
***
Allegra slept in our bed, fully dressed in lounging pants and an oversized T-shirt. This girl—too trusting. She allowed a member of the Irish mafia into her life. An enemy of everything we held close. Our family, our business, our way of life.
