Page 171 of Sinfully Savage Mafia

“Fuck you!” she says, fighting against me with a brutish energy that makes my cock thicken, despite the fact that I have her hulking brother hovering over me. I stand up, grabbing her by the arms and yanking her up along with me. Enrico’s gun is back in his hand, back on her.

She looks at him, tilting her head to the side. “Are we really doing this again? Wanna know what I’ll do to you the second time around? I won’t just knock that gun out of your hand. I’ll take it and shove it down your fucking throat!”

“Jae!” Torres thunders.

“What?”she screams, balling her hands into tight fists. “I am trying to defend our empire here, Nate! I mean, he threw a punch at you, for Christ’s sake!”

He levels her with a stare. “Take them upstairs and make sure they get the fuck out of my club.” He looks back at me. “We’re finished.Capice?”

“We may be finished for now, but this ain’t the end, Torres.Comprende?” I say in a mocking tone.

“You’re just letting them go?” Jaelyn says, her cheeks flushed pink. “That’s all? After they threatened us?”

Torres shrugs. “I have something they want. Something they need. I’m the one in control here.” He looks at me. “Empty threats don’t scare me. Nothing does, you get that, Villani?”

I nod. “That’s because you’re fucking stupid, Torres. It’s just a question of finding the right nerve to expose, yeah? Isn’t that what you said earlier?”

“Good luck with that,” he says. “And thanks for coming by. Always nice to meet the competition before I crush it.”

I tuck my gun into the back of my pants. “I’d be careful about where you swing your hammer, Torres. You don’t wanna hit the wrong target. It might hit back and crack open your fucking skull.”

I stalk out of the office with Bruno and Enrico in tow, headed for the elevator.

High heels click on the floor behind us as I stab the Up button and the doors slide open.

“Hey! He said for me to show you out!” Jaelyn pushes past the guys and plants herself right next to me. Anger hums through her, the negative, yet very carnal, energy crackling between us.

“We don’t need an escort, sweetheart,” I grumble, pulling out my phone and staring at the screen. Texts from Matteo wanting an update. I swallow down the expletives sitting on the tip of my tongue.

If I didn’t know better, I’d think he set this whole thing up just to make me crash and burn.

Then again, that would clear the way for him to swoop in and save the day.

I grip the phone tight, a sharp breath expelling from my mouth.

I wouldn’t put it past him. He’s always gotta be the one to bring the big deals to the table. He’d never like the idea of me one-upping him. And this would have been a big win for us. A big win forme.

And that’s why the negotiations have just begun.

Even if Torres doesn’t know it yet.

I’m getting his business.

His kingdom will bemine.

“What’s the matter,sweetheart? Are you trying to figure out how to spin this meeting so you don’t look like a complete fuck-up in front of your family?” Jaelyn says with a self-satisfied smirk on her face.

I’ve never hit a woman before, never felt enough rage to actually take a hand to one, but this bitch has wiggled under my skin and I can’t decide if I wanna ass-ram her or tear that tongue out of her mouth with my bare hands. “No, I’m actually trying to kill you with my mind right now,” I sneer, shoving my phone back into my pocket. “And I need you to shut the hell up so I can concentrate.”

“Well, don’t try too hard,” she coos. “I wouldn’t want you to waste too many brain cells since it doesn’t seem like you have many to spare.”

The elevator dings once we get back up to the ground floor and the doors open. Jaelyn shoves Bruno and Enrico out, giggling as they stumble into the main club floor as she loops her arm around mine. She presses herself tight against me, locking my arm with her vise-like fingers. “Don’t get excited,” she murmurs. “I just want to be sure you stay on track and do not pass go. Because there’s no get-out-of-jail-free card for you, Sergio. If you get thrown into the cage, you stay there.”

I stop short as we pass a thick glass column with lights streaming through it, backing her against it. She lands against the glass with a tiny yelp, clearly shocked that I had the balls to turn the tables, inherplace. I can feel Jaelyn’s heart pick up speed as I shove my chest against hers, the pressure forcing her tits to creep upward, closer and closer to the low neckline of her dress. I lick my lips as I stare down at the luscious peaks, dragging my eyes toward her fiery gaze.

“Like what you see?” she asks in a breathy voice. “Because I’ll fucking poke your eyes out with my fingernails if you stare at them for a second longer.”

“Oh, so you don’t like me looking at them? Is that why you’ve used every chance you can to shove them in my face?” I back away, a grimace twisting my lips. “You want me to touch instead?” I grip her hip with one hand, slowly sliding it up the side of her torso. Her body trembles beneath my fingertips, but she makes no moves to stop me. Her chest heaves, her legs falling open against my knee.

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