Page 4 of Days Of Valentino

“Well, if you kept your kid’s dick in his pants and away frommy kid, I wouldn’t have to kill him,” I tell my brother. Technically, Josie isn’t my daughter, but I signed the papers to adopt her, which makes her mine all the same.

“Fucking hell, have you asked him why he’s there?” Romeo huffs into the phone.

“Doing it now,” I tell him as I type out a message to my nephew.

Me:

WHY THE FUCK ARE YOU AT A SEXUAL HEALTH CLINIC, DANTE???

I see the read notification almost immediately but the fucker doesn’t reply.

“Wait. It’s not him,” Romeo says. “I just tracked his phone. Dante is at school.”

“Where’s Aurora?” Luca asks, and I freeze. My niece, my brother Matteo’s daughter, is the family’s wild card.

“Not her either. She’s at school too,” Romeo is quick to add. “Give me a sec. I’m tracking all the offspring now.”

Thank fuck it’s not Aurora. That is a level of crazy that really doesn’t need to be breeding anytime soon. I run a hand through my hair. These kids are going to send me fucking gray.

“Fuck,” Romeo curses under his breath.

“What?” Now I’m sitting straighter in my office chair.

“Luc, call Orlando. He’s the one at the clinic. Did you not tell your kid to wrap it up?” Romeo laughs.

“Not fucking funny.” Luca swipes up his phone from the table and storms out of my office. Guess no one is dying today then. At least not bymyhands.

I send another message to Dante.

Me:

I know it’s Orlando and so does Zio Luca. You might want to pass that on.

Dante:

Will do.

Then the dumbass sends me a fucking selfie of him and Josie. They’re in the school cafeteria, his arm around her shoulderwhile she’s looking at him like he’s hung the damn moon. Asshole.

I get up and round my desk as the door to my office opens, and my wife walks in. “Close and lock it,” I tell her.

Maddie pauses and then smirks. “Tough morning?” she asks, already clicking the lock into place.

“You could say that. I thought we were about to become grandparents,” I groan as I pull her body against mine.

“What?”

“I tracked Dante’s car to a sexual health clinic,” I explain as my lips trail up the side of her neck. “Bambolina, fuck, you smell good. So good I need a taste.”

“Why are you tracking Dante’s car?” Maddie asks.

“Because he’s driving our daughter around. I need to know where he’s taking her.” I step backwards, leading Maddie over to my desk. Before picking her up and sitting her on the pile of papers sprawled out across the top. Then I lower myself onto my chair in front of her.

“You need to let them be, Theo.”

“What I need is to lick your pussy until I forget that the next generation is going to be leading this family one day. God help the fucking world when that happens.” I lift her dress up her thighs until I see it. My own little slice of heaven on earth. My wife’s pussy. “No panties?” I ask Maddie.

“I was hoping you weren’t busy,” she says.

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