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I roll my eyes. "I’m heading to the corner store to pick up chips—for us."
My heart swells as I think of the other thing I’m buying—a thank you card for Daddy. I can’t wait to show him what a good boy I am.
Hey—not every boy is lucky enough to have the Daddy he loves with all his heart take his virginityandbring him to Rome.
That’s not even the main reason I want to get Medici a card. He’s sweet, caring, and accepting. On every level. Not once during our lovemaking did he make me feel less than perfect.
I soared. Through the clouds. He was with me, thrusting into me, holding me close the entire time.
Ryder smirks. "Be careful. You don't want to get Enzo-ed."
Enzo crooks a brow. "I can’t believe you turned me into a verb."
"That’s what happens when you getkidnapped while jerking off on a public street." Ryder stifles a laugh. "You go down in history."
Enzo taps his foot on the ground. "First, the Riccardis didn’t kidnap mewhileI was beating. That happened after."
Cyan snags my gaze. "Do you believe that?"
I chuckle. "Enzo’s too much of a horndog to hold back. Hell nah."
"Second," Enzo continues with no small heaping of annoyance, "Daddy sent me a picture of his dick with my name tattooed on it. Forgive a boy for masturbating."
Ryder’s lips curl into a smirk. "Mattie’s right. Youarea horndog."
"Takes one to know one." Enzo’s retort is lightning-fast.
I walk over to Enzo and place my hand on his shoulder. "I have a question."
He nods. "Go for it."
Ryder snorts. "This should be good."
Enzo lifts his index finger. "Mattie was going to askmethe question. Not you. Zip it."
I furrow my brow. "How did you survive your kidnapping?"
This is crucial information. I can’t believe I haven’t asked him this sooner. Everyone should make note of this.
Ryder nudges my ribs. "Why? Are you afraid you'll get taken?"
"Medici would lose his motherfucking mind if that happened," Cyan says with a snort. "He wouldn’t allow it."
I clench my fists. "I asked you a question, Enzo. Tell me."
Enzo wraps his right arm around my shoulders. "I’ll tell you, but you can’t give me any lip. I’ve seen the way you speak to your Daddy—brat."
A dumb grin forms on my features. "Dude. I’m heading to the store to buy Daddy a card. That’s the least bratty thing I could do."
"Also, my boy got it in last night." Ryder fistbumps me. "Medici must not think he’s obnoxious."
"Oh, he does," I tease. "But he likes it."
Enzo leads me away from Cyan and Ryder. "The Riccardis are done fucking around. They wanted to kill me. We've evaded them for too long and they're pissed."
"Why did their feud with the Lucianos start?"
"The Luciano brothers took out Paulo Riccardi—Luigi, Petrie, and Giuseppe’s brother. They didn't dispose of his body properly. When they were tugging his remains out of Romeo’s Manhattan skyscraper where some men Vincenzo hired dunked him in a vat of acid, Paulo’s custom-made loafer fell out of Tommaso's pocket. Apparently, the Halal meat shop across the street—the only store on the block the Lucianos didn’t control—caught the incident on their cameras."
