pte

ge

f the office, I walk to my de

io, who looks like he'

past seven years, he hasn't done half the work Tony used to do for

I mutter. The strip club was the first business I

ly watch the girls dance, and Hell, where everything goes.

ce brings in a fortune.

desk, Tiny places a hand against the ma

unless your last name is Rizzo,

tab standin

t want to give Giorgio the impressi

ousand," Tiny answers. Liftin

ding on his forehead and running down

will," I s

aucers. "I can't get

unds like your problem." Tiny takes a threaten

ust need a month." My ey

n he adds, "I'm the only family Tori has left. Ple

ard tha

ht before I

e. If it were, he'd be dead already, and truth be told, tomorrow

ria R

t realized the girl blosso

terror in Vittoria's eyes had my cock hardening at th

ould be like to be

together. It's become boring as fuck. There's also the matter of

eared in front of me, and her do

twenty-thre

e his face lights up with relief

just waiting until she's twenty- five

ink you're allowed to arrange a marriage for her?" I lift a hand and w

s widen again

til she's t

Tiny can look into Vittoria's personal

forward. "You're not to arrange a marr

before she's passed off to

ks, "About the debt,

r

t the door, indicating

at Tiny. "I want to know ever

ment, then asks, "What do you w

the breast pocket of my jacket, I add, "Pay for the funeral and give his wife

fice as Tiny leaves. "The g

e emails and messages. "I don't

k at the meeting schedu

n the beginning, it was to keep the peace, but over the years,

n the Cosa Nostra, but he was assassinated by the Qu

lps with the business in Sicily and keeps an eye on everything for me, which is something I want

already been

hen you're m

tting married. He's scared I'll be taken out before

ol. Uncle Maurizio's been dropping hints that I should marry Valentina Toscano, who's from an

y mind, but I shake my head because t

he's fucki

e I sure as fuck don't want

nd I rub my fingers together as I

oing to hit her. A woman only has that

were killed in a hit-and-run, my father used to beat the shit

as made me a hard man, b

osts through my mind. I begin to tap my fi

en brown curls that look like they refuse to be tamed. Her doe eye

is fucking

cky says to ge

shaking my head to rid my thoughts of Vittor

and up and mutter, "Let'

ut none of them has grabbed my attention like t