Page 63 of Mafia Rebel


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“Miss Bernoulli.” He bowed his head respectfully. “We’ve heard you’re back in town.”

“I’m so, so sorry. I don’t know what I was thinking.” She blabbed, still looking like a cornered rabbit. “I’m really sorry, sir.”

“Don’t worry, I’m sure signore Caputo has it under control. I won’t ruin your night for a victimless crime, Miss Bernoulli. Stay out of trouble.”

“We’ll go straight home.” She assured him.

“I was talking to your man, but I’m glad you’ll be around to tame him. I got tired of seeing his face in my holding cell.”

“I’ll try my best.” Pina smiled, grateful to Cesar for going back to his patrol car and letting us be. “Oh, my god, that was terrifying.” She sighed.

“Baby girl, this can’t be your first run in with the law. The National Police picked up your father twice.”

“Yes, I know.” She blinked fast. “I’m a Mafia child, I’m familiar with police breaking your door down at the crack of down, but… he was my father, you’re…” a knot stopped her from speaking for a second. “I don’t think my heart can take seeing you in handcuffs.”

“You don’t have to worry about that. Caputo men don’t get arrested.” I did on a couple occasions, but for minor incidents involving women and a whole lot of booze. When it came to the serious charges, my family had an extensive network around the country designed to protect us. From judges, to politicians, to people who were ready to provide an alibi at a moment’s notice or take the heat instead of us, we had them all.

“He just said you’ve been in a holding cell.”

“Yes, because my dear brothers ordered thecarabinierito pick me up if I was too deep in my cups and sober me up before sending me home.”

“They were protecting you.”

“And annoying me.” I mumbled. “Let’s go home. We had enough entertainment for one night.”

“Really? Didn’t your nights start at midnight. It’s early.”

“You’re pregnant, I’m not letting you stay up the entire night. Plus, I need to take you home because your ass looks amazing in this dress and my cock has been hurting for hours. Unless you want to fuck me in this goddamn fountain, you should start walking to the car. Now.”

She deliberated for half a second and then walked out onto the pavement. I had no idea where her shoes were and I didn’t want to let her walk barefoot, so I carried her to the car. The entire time she nibbled my neck, making my erection throb.

Little Pina Bernoulli was turning into big trouble.

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When we got home, Santo was waiting by the gates and I had to push Pina’s hand away from my crotch.

“Good evening,Padrone33. All good?”

“Yes, Santo.”

Pina climbed over the console and pushed her head out my window.

“Hey, Santo, Monica says hello.” My bodyguard stared at her. “Monica Ciccisbeo.”

“Yes, I figured.”

“We saw her tonight. She said she’s been trying to call you.”

“I guess.”

“You can take tomorrow off and take Monica on a date.” She turned her head to me. “He can take tomorrow off, right?”

“Sure.” I shrugged and looked at Santo with a mocking smile. “Anything for love, big man.”

“Shut up.” He growled.

I drove away still laughing until my focus returned to Pina. The moment we were out of the car she was on me and we burst through the doors of the house in a heated embrace. She was eager like I’ve never seen her before and it was a beautiful fucking sight.

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