Semua Bab A Pet for the Mafia Dons: Bab 161 - Bab 170

O’Grady panicked. He felt as though his heart was slowing down. Claude Delano was speaking to him but the words came from far away and he heard himself hollering,“WHERE’S BIANCA?” Louis Delano shot him a look but continued to drive at breakneck speed.O’Grady was frantic now: he called his men, and then, he called Van Dyke.“Dude, I need you to check…my girl…”He was stumbling over the words, his thoughts going every which way as he yelled,“The guy who was in charge of taking care of her,” From the corner of his eye, he saw that this time Louis Delano was listening intently too as O’Grady went on, hoarse with emotion.“That guy…he’s been hit. And my Bianca… I don’t know where she is…”O’Grady swallowed. His voice was breaking with emotion. F*ck, if anything happened ot her…The silence on the other end was broken by a series of curses.“Let me get on it,” growled Van Dyke in his gruff voice.*Bianca had been waiting for ages now.The fact that Big Barry was not around was beginnin

The voice that came over the line was an unfamiliar one and he felt his gut tighten as he sat up quickly. Hesitantly, the woman who spoke said in a soft whisper,“Mister Saint?”Finn St Just grunted, sitting up now, apprehension washing over him.“Who is this?” he snapped, his voice hard but he was worrying about heir missing Pet.“I’m Hua Feng,” said the woman, sounded uncertain and more frightened by the minute.As he prepared to slam the phone down, she said in a half whisper again,‘Your Pet said …to say she needs the blanket at half past three.”St Just stared at the phone in his hand.“The f*ck are you…?” he began furiously but the woman had already cut the call.Quickly, he called O’Grady who was unreachable for some unknown reason.With a snarl, he rose to his feet, swearing coarsely at his absent brother.The two sisters who had been appointed to take care of him rushed to him, pleading asking him to get back into bed. But St Just was more than a little ill at ease.Dressing

Bianca was traumatised this time; her usual fire and peppiness had deserted her. But St Just suspected that it would only be a temporary thing. O’Grady was feverishly pacing outside the hospital room where she was undergoing a thorough check-up.The dapper Irishman raked his hands through his thick black hair and swore repeatedly, a large hand thrust into his expensive jacket. It was dirty after the whole escapade with Bianca’s would-be kidnapper.Now he stopped and turned, his handsome face dark with worry as the doctor emerged. The tall thin woman smiled as she pushed her glasses up her nose.“Nothing to worry about, Mr O’Grady.” She smiled as she took in the faces of the men in the room. Van Dyke had also stayed back to make sure that the love of his friends’ lives was well.The aging doctor, who was familiar with the Mafia and their doings, having been half in love with Lucien Delano in her youth, sighed.“So which one of you is her…partner?” she asked quizzically for Claude Delan

Lucien Delano was lifting the tumbler of whiskey to his firm mouth when his wife stormed in.She looked as tantalizing as ever, the Siren he would never have enough of, he thought, his heart aching, his groin tightening in that familiar way it did when he was near his Woman. She marched up to him and slapped his hand away, sending the tumbler of whiskey flying, to smash into smithereens on the ground. Even as she rounded on him, intent on slapping him, he stopped her. In one move, he overpowered her, gripped her slender wrist and twisted it behind her back, holding her prisoner, forcing her arms in a hold. Proserpina gasped and bit her lower lip, her eyes flashing and he admired her for her strength. He was furious and was hurting her but she did not flinch. Knowing that Gustav was hovering worriedly behind him, the Mafia Don growled,“Leave us, Gustav.” And in a lower voice, “I might need to teach my wh*re a lesson she won’t forget.”Proserpina’s smoky brown eyes widened and she hi

Jamie lay in bed, smiling to herself. She was in love, she thought dreamily, much like all her siblings. And of course, the legendary love affair of her parents. She sighed and rolled onto her stomach, clutching a pillow. Pappa was so in love with Mumma, he would whisk her off to corners to make fierce love to her…Wasn’t that wonderful?And it wasn’t just lust, she knew that. Pappa would give Mumma the world if she just peeked at him from under her lashes, in that adorable way of hers. Jamie had practised that look in front of the mirror and had tried it on her classmates.Boys had fallen over themselves to get her what she wanted when she did that, thought Jamie, smirking.And she just KNEW that her love for Captain Ethan Davis was going to be something like the story of her parents. She giggled and prepared to turn off her light and go to bed. Just then, her phone pinged. She sighed happily, wriggling into a comfortable position as she reached for her phone.This was one thing Pa