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“Your skills of deduction are top-notch,” I snap. Can’t I get twenty damn minutes with my wife? “What happened in Boston?”
“Don Leone passed away,” Filip says, his gaze pointedly focused on the roof of the car. I think we’re making him uncomfortable. Good.
“He’s been sick for years, so it was expected. Who’s taking over the Family?” I pull Sienna’s panties to the side and stroke her soaked pussy with the tip of my finger.
“Nera Leone.”
“A woman officially running a Cosa Nostra Family?” My eyebrows draw together. “That’ll be a first.”
Sienna’s warm breath fans my neck, and she shudders when I slide my finger inside her.
“Well, she won’t be for long,” Filip continues. “One of our informants just sent word. Someone put a hit out on her.”
Figures. I would bet it’s someone from her own Family. “What’s the bounty?”
“Two million. And the Sicilians already took the job.”
“Shit. When?”
“Yesterday.” He shifts his weight from one foot to the other while his eyes wander everywhere except inside the car. “Should we let Nera know? So she can increase her security or whatever?”
“The Sicilians have a twenty-four-hour turnaround time. If they took the job yesterday, she’s already dead.” I slip another finger into my wife’s pussy, enjoying the way her body trembles. “And if that’s all you had to tell me, you better get lost, or you’ll be dead, too.”
“Got it.” Filip turns on his heel and strides back to the house.
Repositioning my hold, I pinch Sienna’s clit, then press on it with my thumb. Her grip on me tightens, her teeth sinking into the skin on my neck as she comes all over my hand.
“That was fast.” I bury my nose in her hair to inhale her scent, nearly getting my eye poked with the decorative flower haircomb set at the top of her head. “Will you please stop buying hazardous hair accessories?”
Sienna giggles into my neck and wriggles her butt, grinding over my aching cock. I glide my palms over her sweet ass and grab the edge of her panties, tearing them up.
“Yellow?” I ask as I pull the lacy fabric from under her.
“Yes,” she says while fumbling with the zipper on my jeans. “Your favorite color.”
The moment my cock is free, I grab her ass cheeks and slam her down onto my throbbing dick. Sienna sucks in a breath and, cupping my face with her palms, touches her forehead to mine.
Most of the soft sounds she makes are lost to me, and I hate being robbed of the opportunity to hear her little moans and gasps as she rides me. But I can still feel her breath mixing with mine. The tips of her fingers as they stroke my face. The shivers that pass through her body. Every single thing she does makes my soul glow.
“Yellow isn’t my favorite color,” I mumble into her lips as I assault them with vigor. “You are,mila moya.”
Chapter 25
One week later
“What’s so important that you can’t stop looking at your phone?” I ask as Drago lowers his cell to the table for the tenth time in the last hour. “A business emergency?”
“Yeah.” He nods and, nonchalantly, reaches for his coffee.
I narrow my eyes at him. “Mm-hmm . . . If there is an emergency, why are we still sitting in a restaurant, having a second cup of coffee after spending the whole morning buying me shoes?”
“Now you’re complaining because I bought you shoes?”
“You insisted we come to the mall at seven, Drago.”
I tried explaining to him that no mall opens before nine, but he wouldn’t listen. The man basically carried me out of the house, stuffed me into his car, and left the grounds at breakneck speed as if someone was chasing him.
“Maybe I just wanted to enjoy a lazy morning with my wife.” He shrugs.
