All Chapters of Sin: Ninety Days With The Sorvino Don: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

***MATTEO'S POV***My blood is churning in me. All I want is to lay my hands on the fucker that hurt Michelle. Whoever the fuck he is has no sense in what he is doing because they touched what is mine. I've got my guns ready and as we approach the house, I wait on Sinclair, waiting on his instructions. Do you want Rocco Milani dead?" I ask, looking out the window. "Yes, if he poses as much as a threat, take the motherfucker down. I didn't ask him not to be good enough to climb the mafia ladder. He fucked up, I don't see reasons why he should put that on me," Sorvino says. At exactly nine p.m. We reach the street and on Sorvino's order, we come down, walking like different men, following different routes. "Kill any of Rocco's men too. No one comes out alive except Michelle," he orders. We all babe our revolvers in place and with that consideration in hand, we walk out of the place, my eyes beady as I check out for any enemy on our side. None. With the differen

***SINCLAIR'S POV***It is past seven a.m. when I enter the hospital and rush to the hospital reception desk. "I can see Remmington? Summer Remmington," I say and wait for the nurse to check it out. Her head pops up from the desk and she shakes it. "No Summer Remmigton on the list," she says politely. I get confused and stare at her in shock. "What do you mean by that? I ask in confusion. She keeps typing on her cell phone, ignoring me. That causes me to get mad. slapping my hand on the table, I growl at her angrily. "What the fuck is going on here? I want to see Summer," I bark out and the nurse stares at me, shrieking before speaking. "You will have to live now or I will call the security guard to check you out," she said frowning at me. I turn around to face Matteo and shake my head. "I don't know what is going on but I am not liking it no one but. I'm going to check the supposed room that Summer was in last night and then, If I don't fucking find her there

***SINCLAIR'S POV***I've been moody for the last six days without Summer at home and everyone knows it. I've tried to track down what happened at the hospital but Matteo said it seems like records on Summer were erased and the files burnt out. He searched on Summer Remmington and nothing came up. Nothing for real. A bloody human with no traces of existence. Whatever is going on with Summer isn't good and I need to find her. I am in my office at work and again, I don't think I can function well with everything I am facing and whatnot, so I close my computer. I've had quite a good number of meetings with Vincent Cabero and his daughter. I am getting power over the city. I like that. In a couple of months all of these will be mine, effortlessly built my empire from scratch and they are going to watch me enjoy it. My phone starts ringing and I grab it, putting it in my ear. "Sorvino? it's Gunner, you need to come over here quick please, we are having a situat

***SINCLAIR'S POV***I have to get Summer out of here but from the look of things, I fucking can't believe these dickheads wouldn't give me her. As I sip my coffee, I watch Gunner come out of Summer's room and he arranges his trousers. As I grab my cell, standing, I stare warmly at him. "What's going on?" I demand. "Summer is sleeping. I don't know, she wanted me to stay awhile with her, that is what I was doing," he blurts out. With how his trousers are bulging, I know how it goes, his hand against his trousers and how he breathes out his chest making weird movements. He sits close to Smokey and they start chatting in low tunes. Matteo walks up to me. "Michelle is home alone. Do you think we can make it home before she starts worrying about your whereabouts?" he states, and I shoot daggers at him and he lifts his hands up, throwing it lightly. "Tell me, Matteo, what's your relationship with my sister?" I question. Matteo's face scrunches as he stares at me

EMMAI’d been so confused and hurt after I got off my shift last night. I’d worked so hard to look sexy for Damian but all he’d wanted to do was cover me up. For a moment when he first came up to me, I’d thought I’d seen a look of pure possessive fury come over him when he’d seen the way the customers were staring at me, but the more I thought about it, the more I convinced myself of the impossibility of it. If he felt possessive or worried about me, then why would he just go off and disappear for the rest of the night?No, I needed to really up my game if I was going to get Damian’s attention, and this morning I’d woken up with a brilliant plan. I was going to get him to notice me, and this outfit was going to do the trick. I looked at myself in the mirror and smiled. The tiny athletic shorts barely covered my ass, and the sports bra made my tits look fantastic. The roller skates were also giving me a bit of height, making my legs look better than ever. Smiling, I grabbed my sunglass