Page 73 of Dirty Deeds

I laugh. “Is it too late to run?”

The father and son duo laugh harder, and I smile. It’s a core memory for sure, one that’s interrupted by Wolf’s ringing phone. The laughter dies as he reaches into his vest for the offensive device. He glances at the screen quickly, then accepts the call, putting it on speaker.

Parrish’s voice fills the air.

“It’s done.”

I close my eyes and wait for my emotions to wreak havoc on me.

For the grief to enter.

But all I feel is free.

Free to live.

Free to love.

Free from the heavy weight of Brent’s dirty deeds.

EPILOGUE

ENZO SCOTTO

Brent Matthews madeheadlines for the last time. His death was declared a suicide after he murdered his business partner. With him being dead, the charges against me were formally dropped. Danica and I were free to put this whole sordid mess behind us, but it hasn’t been easy.

It’s two weeks later and the press are still lurking around, itching for Danica to give her side of the story. Just this afternoon someone from theStatenIslandAdvancecalled and asked for an interview. She declined like she always does and went back to sucking my cock.

Such a very good girl.

I had left the job I was working on early to meet her at one of her properties. The owners needed to renovate a few things before officially listing the house. I went through, wrote up an estimate, and then me and Danica went back to my place.

She joined me in the shower and the rest, as they say, is history. Now, I’m itching to go again, because shower sex and a blow job are nice and all, but I haven’t eaten her yet today, and I make it a priority to make her sweet cunt at least one of my daily meals.

It’s usually breakfast.

However, tonight it’s looking like its gonna be a midnight snack. I promised my dad we’d make an appearance at Kate’s and so here we are, celebrating what I’m not sure. But everyone is here.

The club.

The lawyers.

Even the guy Uncle Jack hired to off Brent.

It’s a free for all and everyone is fucking wasted, except me and Danica.

She steps between my legs and turns to face the crowd, her long blonde hair cascading down my chest. I wrap my arms around her and nuzzle the side of her neck.

“Ten more minutes and we’re out of here.”

“But Ro isn’t even here yet,” she protests.

I smile against her neck. Danica’s sister-in-law is becoming one of my favorite people these days, and my dad is fond of her too. So much so that he convinced Schwartz to look into Derrick’s case. The hot-shot lawyer didn’t make any promises, but if anyone can help him, it’s him.

I find the shell of her ear and whisper against it. “Fine, we’ll stay until Ro comes, but then we’re going back to my place and you’re giving me that pussy.”

My hands move down her stomach, traveling to her thighs and flirting with the hem of her cotton sundress. Knowing she’s completely bare under there makes me want to lift her onto the bar and fuck her. I don’t care who watches.

“I have no clothes at your place, remember? I took them home this morning to wash. They’re currently sitting in my dryer.”

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