"Mouth, you don't need to be there. I don't want you involved." I checked my piece and clipped it to my side, the heavy weight like a part of me after carrying it for so long. I doubt that I'd stop carrying anytime soon, legit or not. "I'm coming with you. Who knows what Junior and I would get up to here on our own." She was holding me hostage with the kid. If she wasn't who she is that shit wouldn't carry any weight, but she'd proven time and again that she could get into trouble even with her team three feet away. Maybe it was best I keep her with me. "Fine, but you don't say shit to this asshole. You just sit and listen. And Mouth, we're just going to talk." Maybe you'll learn something. Like there're other ways to deal with a motherfucker than taking off his head. I checked her over before we headed out the door. The meet was in thirty minutes. "Hey!" She took umbrage to me patting her down. I knew she couldn't hide her 'toy' but Mouth is innovative, she'd use
I didn't quite get the scene when I walked in. She was sitting in my seat behind the desk but they weren't talking. If he'd said some shit to hurt her feelings I'd end his ass right here. Then it registered. The coffee cup was on the floor and Kowalski was halfway there. "Mouth, I said talk to him not off him, the fuck did you do?" I think she poisoned him the way he was just slumped over. I left the fucking room for less than three minutes. I knew she was up to some fuck when she pulled the Martha Stewart act, but fuck. And what the fuck kinda agent was he that he was drinking coffee and shit from someone he was investigating? "You said he wasn't gonna stop, that he had a hard-on for you. We have to be legit by the time junior comes, it's a win-win, I don't see the problem Don Julio." She didn't even break a sweat and my fucking ears were ringing. "Swear to fuck I don't know how Chicago survived your murdering ass long enough to become the cesspit that it is toda
I pretended an interest in the buttons on his shirt when I felt his glare. "Arianna.""Yes.""We've been all through this until I'm blue in the face. Since you refuse to listen, why don't you tell me what all you have planned?" I'm not sure I trusted his easy capitulation but I allowed him to drag me over to the bed where he sat with me on his lap. "Well, according to Poppy he knew there was going to be trouble from certain factions. He's been covering you even when you thought he was gone. He didn't interfere, but he kept an eye on things so you didn't get in over your head. When dad showed up and Poppy came back on the scene they wanted to help as you may recall, but you wanted nothing to do with them for whatever reason." I ignored the look he gave me and carried on. "The long and short of it is, you're focused on going legit, my dad's already done that for the most part so it stands to reason that he might have some ideas on how to achieve that. From seeing w
"It's not what I fucking want for her." I slammed my hand down on the table and glared at all of them one after the other. Mouth, I kid you not, was sitting on a stool around the island swinging her legs and eating a banana. What the fuck am I supposed to do with that shit? "I want an explanation. And if I don't like what I hear you'll all do well to ask yourselves if going against me is worth your life. She's convinced you, that you need to protect me. Did any one of you stop to think what it would do to me if something happens to her or my kid?" I'm sure they were all remembering yesterday and how close that shit came to being a reality. "You don't open your mouth to me." She snapped it shut and went back to chewing. "Where'd she get the poison?" Three grown men cleared their throats and looked around the room like they were searching for something. I held my hand out to her. "Give me the rest of it, or did you feed it all to him?" She reached in her pocket and pulled o
It was dark as fuck as I staked out my prey. I was in a hurry to get back to Mouth and her shit. After the garden she'd kept me occupied all day with wedding and baby shit. If I didn't know better I'd swear she was up to something, but she wasn't giving off any vibes. It's hard to find fault with a woman who's asking your opinion on what mural to draw on the walls in the baby's room. She was going to do that shit herself. I figured I should pay attention to that one before my nut painted the crime scene from the Valentines Day massacre on the shit. When I left the house she had ma and the girls over for some kind of female meet. That was innocent enough so I felt safe leaving her to take care of this shit. Her team was onto her shit now and had orders to hogtie her ass if it came to that. Though when I told them that they'd both looked at me like I was fucked in the head. Probably afraid Mouth would retaliate if they laid hands on her. Can't say that I blame them.
I was able to calm down now and my thrusts became less forceful and more on the tender side. I must've said the words 'what am I gonna do with you' a thousand times while fucking into her sweetness. I guess offing a motherfucker makes her pussy hot because she rode my shit with her tight as fuck snatch until her juices and mine flowed. I lifted her off the bed and held her up with one arm down her spine and the other on her ass as I pulled her on and off my rod. I could hold her whole body on one arm, feel the slightness of her frame, the vulnerability of having me cover her, and still see that strength in her eyes. "So much strength." I took her mouth and took her back down to the bed with her legs wrapped around my middle. *** "What the fuck!" I came awake half an hour later and she was gone. She knocked me on my ass again. I'm either very lucky, or very fucked. I have a woman who can climb buildings and off a motherfucker, come home and fuck me to sleep,
Not that my place was anything to sneeze at, but the Rossis were into some serious shit. The place was like something out of an old Roman flick or some shit. Marble and gold everywhere, and her room is fucking huge. "You spend a lotta time here Mouth?" "When I was younger yeah, dad built it as sort of a getaway for me but I haven't been since I was like sixteen, why?" I looked at her. Fuck, I'm gonna have to up my game. Probably have to gut the house or some shit, or maybe level it and start from scratch. "What're you thinking mob boy?" "I might need to rebuild the house or some shit." I looked around the room that could fit three beds with room to spare. Her little getaway bedroom! She's a fucking mafia princess. How the fuck did I forget that shit? "You're an ass." She just rolled her eyes and headed for the bathroom. "Please don't do that throwing up thing again Mouth, I can't deal with that shit twice in one day." She peeked around the door with a scowl.
"I want you guys to be on your game here. That nut is sneaky as fuck and I don't trust her for shit. Now you fuck-ups are oh for a fucking thousand so far, so try to keep the fuck up. Anything happens to her and my kid everybody's shit is fucked." I figured now was the only time I would have to have a briefing with the twins while Mouth took her nap. It was the only time I knew I was going to get any peace and quiet while we're here and even then I have to be on alert because she might pull a fast one. For all I know she could have eyes and ears all over this bitch. Sneaky fuck! My two sisters in law were busy checking the weapons to make sure all was in working order. If they only knew! I wasn't saying shit because the mouthy one might take offense to me sharing her secrets. "You have her tagged right and the two old guys told you enough about this place that we know the ins and outs. We have the perimeter secured. I don't think she can slip by us that easily th