AllFreeNovel
Share Us
He’s not going to let it go until I tell him.
I get up and pace, settling against the kitchen counter. “Her dad, apple of her fuckin’ eye, got into real shit, and I helped him out, took the heat. I had a reputation and had been picked up by the cops here and there, but I didn’t have a record. And this wouldn’t send either of us to jail, but to a man like him, it’d destroy him, his standing, his business, his standing to his daughter.
“So, I agreed if he’d be a man and tell her. I was leaving, and all I wanted was for him to give her a letter, not where I said I was to blame, or whatever the fuck it was.” I remember the words on both letters like they’re burned into my brain, but they let it slide. “Another one. And she never came to see me.”
As I say it, my mind plays over the past couple of days. How she’s been, how she looks at me like she never stopped loving me. How she told me I hurt her . . . fuck, what if—
“Or maybe her dad never gave her that second one.” Tizio puts his plate on Nicolo’s empty one.
Nicolo collects the cutlery and the plates and heads to the sink. He starts washing them. “That’s the thing about weak people. They’re weak, they take the easy way out. So, y’know, Diego, ever fucking think of talking to her?”
“Fuck you guys.”
Because even if Nadia actually thinks I lured her father into crime, she hasn’t judged me, and—
I rub my eyes. “We don’t have time for this. The sooner we sort this shit out, the sooner I’m back in Dallas.”
“Good talk,” mutters Nicolo. “But you really need to look in your mirror, y’know?”
“Maybe you should tell her.” Tizio joins us and grabs the tea towel.
“Maybe you should mind your own business.”
“As soon as we deal with this shit for the kid, we’ll head back to Dallas. The kid can stay with me and Avah,” says Nicolo. “I’m sure the ladies will enjoy scaring him straight.”
“Don’t worry, we’re on a trip for Leo, and that part’s done. No one knows anything, and Mia and Scarlett kinda started all this.”
“Leo—”
“Can’t stay mad at his sister or his wife. And if he finds out about all this, it’ll be because he needs to know. Nothing else.”
“Now go get changed, we got things to do.”
They’ve hung my suit in the bathroom, and I change quickly. I’m straightening my tie when I run into Nadia. “Oh, my. Wow. You look . . . I mean . . .”
Something heats inside me. I spin her into the wall, run a hand up along her thigh to stroke over her pussy, and I kiss her long and slow. I’m starting to get hard, so I make myself stop, one of the toughest things ever, and I whisper, “Gotta fuckin’ go.”
I just walk out.
Her ‘asshole’ is the sweetest contraband ever.
“We ready?” I say to the other two.
They nod and it’s not until a pink faced Nadia locks the door behind us and we get in the SUV that Tizio smacks the back of my head.
“Wipe that look off your fucking face, man. We got a job to do.”
* * *
“So.” I look at the assortment of kids and younger men. They were the Nekromancers, and I really don’t want to know what pimply-faced virgin came up with that, but now they’ve been absorbed by Landers Men. “Are we square?”
The leader, a lanky kid who can’t be more than twenty-two, looks at me, Tizio, and Nicolo nervously. He’s trying to hide it with posturing, and we let him have it. But there’s an understanding that passes between us.
He knows we know he’s about to shit his oversize jeans that show half his ass.
“Gotta take this to the big man.”
I look at Tizio. “Big man?”
