Total pages in book: 105
Estimated words: 101247 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 506(@200wpm)___ 405(@250wpm)___ 337(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 101247 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 506(@200wpm)___ 405(@250wpm)___ 337(@300wpm)
“Sure.” Federico follows me to the table and sits across from me.
“Please help yourself.” I gesture to the simple food on the table.
“Hmm… American food,” he mutters under his breath as he gingerly places one slice of toast on his plate. He looks at it as if it could suddenly jump up and bite him.
“Would you prefer some pasta?” I ask, amused.
“No, no, this is good. Um… thank you for making Valentino go to Matteo.”
“I didn’t make him do anything.” From the corner of my eyes, I see Vance drift closer to us. It’s obvious that he doesn’t like Federico and I wonder why. “You know he only does what he wants to do.”
“That may be true,” Federico says, taking a bite of his toast. “But you do have some influence over him.”
“Can I join you too, La Signora Barone?” Vance asks.
I know he’s only doing it to eavesdrop on my conversation with Federico, but I play the game and smile at him. “Sure. Join us.”
He takes a seat two chairs away from me facing Federico and stares pointedly at him, but Federico doesn’t pay him any attention.
“Would you like to go out for a drink later?” Federico says to me. “You must be bored out of your mind alone in this house.”
“Well, I’m not-”
“I can’t allow that,” Vance says coldly. “La Signora Barone won’t be going anywhere with you.”
“Excuse you.” I glare at him. “You do not speak for me.”
“You’re right,” Vance answers unapologetically. “I speak for Signore Barone when I say this. You can’t go with this man.”
I had been about to politely turn Federico’s invitation down, but the high-handed way Vance spoke to me made me quite angry. It reminded me of the way my father used to speak to me.
“Where would you like us to go, Federico?”
“Call me Rico, please.” He chuckles. “Federico is such a tongue twister. I don't even call myself that.”
I laugh. “Rico it is then.”
“Thank you,” he says. “Valentino has a lot of bars in town. Let’s go to one of his properties so he won’t get mad. That way you’ll be protected at all times.”
Everyone is walking on eggshells around my husband. It’s funny in a morbid sort of way. “Yes, I’d love to go. I’ve never been to any of his bars.”
Federico’s eyebrows rise enquiringly. “He doesn’t let you?”
“My husband doesn’t stop me from doing anything.” I glance pointedly at Vance, who stares back unflinchingly. I see why Valentino likes him. He’s annoyingly good at his job.
“Good. Then we have nothing to be afraid of.”
Federico grins at Vance. Vance doesn’t respond, but there’s a look on his face that says he won’t let the outing happen. I’m interested in seeing just how he plans to stop me.
“Excuse me.” Federico pushes his chair back. “Just need to use the bathroom quickly.”
“Sure. You know the way.”
“Down the hall.” Federico grins, sets his phone on the table, and hurries away.
I feel Vance’s gaze on me like a heavy blanket as I turn my attention back to my food. It is then that I hear a muffled noise. The sound is coming from Federico’s phone. He had accidentally left a video playing on his phone.
I’m about to look away when I hear Valentino’s name called. The phone’s volume is muffled, but it’s not far away from me, so I’m certain I heard it. I lift my head and look at the screen, but I can’t make out the details of the moving images as the device is angled away from me. Then I hear my husband’s name spoken by a woman’s voice again and damn the consequences, I reach for the phone.
My fork drops from my fingers as I register what I’m watching on the screen. In the dim, seductive lighting of a small room, Valentino is sitting on a leather chair. He is wearing a white shirt, unbuttoned at the collar, his sleeves are rolled up his muscled forearms. He looks sexy and handsome, but that’s not what my eyes are riveted on.
There’s a gorgeous, almost-naked lady dancing over him. She writhes like a snake on top of him, pushing her breasts close to his face and sinking her face so close to his crotch she is almost giving him a blowjob. The breath whooshes out of me when she arches her hips into his crotch and then lowers her head towards his face. She has a long mane of hair, so I can’t tell if she actually kissed him or not, but judging from how seductive the dance is, I can imagine they must have fucked afterwards.
Obviously, I’m not a man, but even as a woman, I can see that this hussy and her moves are sexy. There’s no way Valentino wouldn’t have thought that too. He’s an extremely sexual man, and the slut obviously wants him badly.