Alessio (The Conti Crime Family #1) Read Online C.M. Steele

Categories Genre: Alpha Male, Crime, Virgin Tags Authors: Series: The Conti Crime Family Series by C.M. Steele
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Total pages in book: 37
Estimated words: 34891 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 174(@200wpm)___ 140(@250wpm)___ 116(@300wpm)
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“Get out of what?”

“You helped him find January. Why?”

“She’s been scooping on Coleman, and she’s a fucking reporter. We need to know what she’s told her bosses.”

“Why?”

“Girl, didn’t I say there were things I couldn’t tell you?”

“I suppose you’re right, but that means you work with a sleazebag like Coleman.”

“No, we don’t, but we have connections, and that’s all I’ll say.”

“Okay. Whatever. Tell Enrico not to hurt her.”

I send him a text to make my woman happy. Don’t hurt January or my woman won’t be happy.

I don’t hurt women. Even if she’s a sexy brat. I show her the text, and she giggles.

She grabs my phone and types a message. I check it and read as the dot bubbles come up.

Bribe her with the kittens. She loves kittens too.

She might toss one of them at me.

June grabs the phone and types her reply while giggling, and I’m getting jealous. A minute ago Enrico’s bad actions were my fault, and now she’s on his side. She’d never hurt them.

Good idea.

Talk to your woman, not mine. Alessio. I turn off my phone, refusing to deal with anyone else for the rest of the day. I selfishly want my woman to myself.

Chapter Sixteen

June

It’s been a month since I accidentally walked into Dario’s kitchen and saw more than I should, and gladly less than I needed to witness, and now I’m married to the man I love. We’re in the middle of his birthday party with the summer sun starting to kick up heat over us.

This morning I woke up feeling less than great, but I wasn’t going to ruin my husband’s special day. The party is in full swing and we are having fun, but I need to get away from the party.

I have a feeling that I’m pregnant since I’ve been waking up with a mild stomachache whether or not I eat early or late, and whether it’s light or a heavier meal.

Most mornings, Alessio’s gone on business, so I’m grateful that I’m ill when he’s not around. Still, I’m not feeling too hot right now. I barely make it into my bathroom when I get sick.

Once I’m sure the vomiting is over, I rinse my mouth and brush my teeth. Pulling out a pregnancy test, I take it and wait. Since we married, I leave the house a little more often than Alessio likes, hanging out with my sister on the regular as well as January.

Within a matter of thirty seconds, the two lines appear clear as day. We’re adding to our new family. “He’s going to love his birthday present,” I mutter to myself.

I’m smiling the entire time I’m cleaning myself up and checking my reflection to see if I look pale. Finally, I exit our bathroom and the lights in our bedroom are off. I’m shocked at how dark my bedroom is with the drapes closed in the daylight. I’m about to reach for the light when I feel hands creep around my waist. Instantly, I know they’re not my husband’s.

“I knew I’d find you alone up here.” It’s Michael, who has worked for my husband for years. He spends a lot of time at our home watching over me. Alessio didn’t need all the security at home until I arrived in his life, but he wants me protected.

“Oh my God. Get away from me right now. My husband will kill you.” I try to pull away, but he’s so much stronger than me. I’m quickly pinned to our dresser, my stomach hitting the surface hard. My hand reaches back to grab his hair to pull and fight back. “Let me go.”

“Not a chance. I know how much you like getting fucked rough. I watched him fuck you like this by the pool. You’re a naughty little thing.” This can’t fucking be happening.

I stomp on his foot, and then I’m moving out of his grasp when I feel him being yanked backward.

The lights flick on. “What the fuck are you thinking putting your hands on my wife?” I spin around and find my husband and Dario both seething. The violence in my husband’s eyes is palpable. Michael’s on the bedroom floor with the men standing over him.

“She’s been my lover for months. Even with that sexy little birthmark under her breast.” I gasp, hearing the lie fall from his lips and look at my husband, hoping that he won’t believe that nonsense.

Alessio’s nostril flare with rage. He looks at me and then back at the bastard on the ground. I’ve barely greeted the man, thanking him at times for doing his job, but that’s it. “You disrespect my wife and me in my home and then lie in front of the family.”

“I’ll take him away. Tend to your wife,” Dario says. I nearly crumble to the floor when Alessio catches me.


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