Mafia Kings: Valentino: Dark Mafia Romance Series #6 by Olivia Thorn

Mafia Kings: Valentino: Chapter 10 "...hi," I squeaked out.

I was very aware that I was not looking my best. Every morning, I'd always put on makeup just in case I saw Valentino - but after no sign of him for six days, I eventually gave up.

I was getting up at 4:15 in the morning to put on my face, I was frickin' exhausted, and if I wasn't going to see him, what was the point? So of course he shows up the first morning I wasn't wearing any makeup.

Plus, I'd overslept because I was so tired, and I'd had to throw on my clothes in a hurry. I looked pretty sloppy with my hair all mussed up.

I'd figured that if any of the kitchen staff said anything when they cin to fix breakfast, I'd just go back to my room and tidy up.

So of course this was the the decided to show up.

He didn't seem put off by my looks, though, because he walked over right in front ofwith that million-dollar smile.

He got so close I could smell his cologne and a hint of cigarette smoke on his clothes.

I tried to smell any alcohol on his breath - Nope. He definitely wasn't drunk.

He didn't even seem buzzed. More like he was 100% sober.

"It's good to see you," he grinned. "I thought you weren't starting work until tomorrow." I stared at him in disbelief. "I was supposed to, but - wait, you knew when I was starting work?!" "Of course. I specifically asked about it." Valentino chuckled. "Niccolo toldto leave you alone... but I told him that should be up to you." "...oh," I squeaked again, suddenly feeling a hot flush all over me.

"When did you start?" he asked.

"Like - six days ago." "Six days ago?!" he exclaimed. "Shit - if I'd known that, I would've been back here way earlier!" "Where... where were you?" "Eh, just hanging out in Florence. I thought Nic said that's where you're from." "I am, yeah. I mean, I lived there. I'm not from there. But I lived there. For a couple of years. With roommates." Good Lord, I sounded like an idiot, even to myself.

"I looked for you in the clubs," Valentino said, staring into my eyes, still givingthat movie star grin.

"...you did?" I asked, my heart pounding.

"Yeah. I mean, Florence is a big city, so I knew it was kind of stupid to think I'd run into you... but I kept an eye out for you." I figured he was lying - or just sweet-talking- But I loved it.

He was lettingknow he was into me.

He was so fucking hot, I was definitely into him - And that madebolder.

"So you were in Florence, going to nightclubs?" I asked.

"I was. Just drove back from one, as I'm sure you can tell." "Why'd you drive hso early?" "I dunno. Just had a feeling I should get back here." He grinned. "Looks like I was right." I swallowed hard as my heart pounded in my chest.

"Did you go out at night when you lived in Florence?" he asked.

"All the time. What..." I paused, then decided to go for it. "What would you have done if you'd seenat a nightclub in Florence?" His grin only got bigger.

"Well... since it'd probably be loud with all the music... I would have walked over and done this." He got right up next to me, his body pressing against mine.

His muscles felt so hard against my curves...

And I could feel the heat of his body radiating into me.

Oh blessed Mary, takeright now! Then he nearly sentinto hysterics.

He leaned in...

Brushed my hair away from the side of my head...

And put his lips right next to my ear.

The touch of his lips on my skin nearly madewhimper.

"I'd probably have to shout it since the music would be so loud," he whispered sexily into my ear, "but since it's so quiet, I can do it like this. And I'd have said, 'You're incredibly hot. Do you want to dance?'" "Yes," I moaned.

And not just a little moan - But like a PLEASE FUCKmoan.

I wasn't even thinking - it just slipped out.

As soon as I said it, I blushed furiously, my face burning red-hot.

He pulled back to lookin the eyes.

Oh god, I was so embarrassed - And yet I wanted him so bad, I couldn't look away.

His eyes lowered to my chest, and he grinned. “Looks like you might want to do a little more than dance." I glanced down to see what he was talking about - Oh Jesus! I hadn't worn a bra, I was so exhausted when I woke up - And my nipples were erect and pressing hard against the white shirt I wore for work.

For a second I was embarrassed - And then I was like, Fuck it.

I want him.

He knows it.

There's no use pretending.

"Yes," I whispered back.

"Yes, what?" he asked with a grin.

I stared him right in the eyes and said, bold as brass, "I want to do a lot more than just dance." He looked absolutely delighted. "That's good - because I do, too." He put his hands on my waist and pulledinto him, my body against his crotch - And I could feel his hard cock pressing against me.

OH GOD.

I gasped - And that's when he bent down and kissed me.

His mouth was warm and sweet, and I could taste a trace of whiskey on his lips.

When I got over my complete shock about two seconds later, I opened my mouth wide to him - And grabbed both sides of his head and kissed him back passionately.

Suddenly we were going at it hard ingmyn and crazy, his tongue deep in my mouth, his hands al over me, one clutching at my ass, the other cupping my breast - And my hands clawing at his muscular back, my body grinding against his hard cock, wanting so bad to feel it inside me.

But when he started hiking up my skirt, I freaked out.

"No!" I whispered and giggled frantically, batting his hand away.

"No?!" he asked incredulously.

"Not here!" I whispered back. "I'll get fired!"

"You won't get fired," he murmured as he kissedagain and fondled my breast at the stime, his fingers tweaking my hard nipple through the cloth. I pushed him away, laughing. "I just started working here!" "Nobody's going to find out." "People are going to cin here!" "Yeah - you are," he whispered into my ear as he nibbled my earlobe.

God, I wanted him so bad.

I would have gotten fired just so I could fuck him once.

"No!" I giggled and pushed him away. "People will show up soon!"

Valentino looked around the deserted kitchen as though to prove a point! "Who? My brothers don't get up until 7 at the earliest, and it's not even 6!" "The other kitchen workers!" I said, then moaned as he continued to fondle me.

"When?" he demanded.

"I don't know - 6:30 - " "Which gives us plenty of time," he grunted as he lightly bit my neck.

OH GOD.

I couldn't keep putting him off - Because I didn't want to keep putting him off.

"Well, not here!" I insisted, though I was moaning as I said it.

"Alright - in there,” he whispered.

I looked at where he was pointing.

"The pantry?!" I whispered back.

I knew the room was huge, with lots of shelves filled with jars and cans And plenty of room to move around in.

"Yup," Valentino said.

Then he forcefully took my hand and pulledtowards the room.

I let him.

In fact, right then, I would have let him do just about anything he wanted.