Page 43 of Hawk's Sapphire

“I’m sure an opportunity will present itself.”His words taunt me.

“Yeah, you bastard.You knew I was going to have to convince an agent to go after Cusenza while my own fate lays in her hands.Fucking fantastic.”Now the next question is how did Vincenzo know about this supposed opportunity?Did he plant my shit, so we’d have to help him out?

First Trident.Then Sadie and Thomas.Now Parisi.

“Fuck me.”I mumble to myself as I text Pres to let him know we need to call church ASAP.I’m not looking forward to revealing any of this shit to him or the others.

As soon as the text is sent, I get to work on locating Sadie’s whereabouts.I’ll deal with this other shit with the Feds tomorrow when my brothers are there to help sort through the information.Right now, I’m on a different kind of mission … to find my woman and bring her ass back home where she belongs.

17

SADIE

When I come out of the bathroom, I have on the black satin gown Matteo chose for me.The front is low cut, but classy, only giving off a hint of cleavage.The straps are thin and crisscross over my back down to my waist where they tie in a simple bow.The black material flows out at the waist and down to my ankles.My hair is pulled half up, away from my face.It’s the perfect complement to the natural looking make-up.The perfect combination of sweet and innocent.The entire outfit is beautiful, elegant, something I’d wear to a school dance and nothing I would expect to see worn in a kink club.

Matteo threads my arm through his, looking ever the handsome underboss in his standard suit and tie.“Shall we, Dolcezza.”I nod and follow his lead.Grateful I wore the wide heels as opposed to the stilettos Matteo had left out for me.If I’m going to be on my feet for hours at a time, I want to be comfortable.Sore feet would put me in a sour mood in the morning which would only have Sergio up my ass again during training.

He’s such a pain in the ass.

I internally roll my eyes.

The elevator doors open on the first floor into the lobby where several couples are seated, deep in discussion.When Matteo ushers me to sit at one of the tables, the conversations around the room seem to go quiet.Everyone is staring at us.Or maybe they’re staring at the three good looking men in suits approaching us.

Holy shitballs Batman.This place is crawling with beautiful men.

The older of the three looks to be closer in age to Matteo.He has short dark hair with some hints of gray in the front.His eyes are a light olive green, striking against his olive skin.His sharp features look like he could’ve been hand sculpted.Not to mention his build.All of their builds.

The two younger men look similar to the first, without the graying hair and there’s a more mischievous way about them.All three are tall, six feet or better, with strong, lean builds and tailored suits that show it of well.

Where’s Jayde when I need her?A wing woman in this atmosphere is a must.

These three alone could be the reason so many hormones are running ramped in this place.I’m so enamored by them, I don’t hear Matteo introduce me the first two times.

“S-sorry, what?”I stutter like an idiot and all three pairs of olive eyes are on me.

Oh help.

“Good evening, Dolcezza.”The older man says, taking my hand in his and kissing it.The way he says Dolcezza is similar to the way Mateo does.It gives me a sense of warmth and comfort.Like I’m precious to them even though they know nothing about me.“You look beautiful tonight.I hope my cousin is smart enough to keep you close or else one of my sons may swoop in and steal you away for the evening.”

Matteo grunts eliciting a laugh from the gentlemen.

“Forgive me.Where are my manners.”He stands to his full height, taking a step back and adjusting his suit coat.“My name Marcello Venatti, and these are my sons, Nazario to my left, and Mauro on my right.We hope you two will enjoy your evening.Nazario, why don’t you two sit with Miss…?”

“Sadie.”I reply, my voice sounding unsure even to my own ears.I’ve been around hot guys my entire life, but there’s something to be said about a made man in an expensive suit and an air of danger about him.

I wonder if either of them will be giving a demonstration tonight.

Suddenly the idea of watching people as they get undressed and demonstrate their kinky ways has merit.

The two men flank me on either side and take their seats.I take mine in the middle and wait for Matteo’s instructions feeling completely out of my element at the moment.

Could have something to do with the images you’ve conjured up in your head about being sandwiched by these two in a compromising position.

A girl can dream.

“Dolcezza.”Matteo’s low timber immediately snaps me out of my indecent fantasies.When I meet his eyes, his brow is raised as if he knows exactly what I was thinking.Matteo hands me a form and a pen then instructs, “Read over these forms and answer the questions accordingly.I’ll be back in a few minutes.Do not leave this table.If you need the restroom Nazario or Mauro will go with you.You are to speak to no one else.Do you understand?”

I clear my throat and answer, “Yes, Sir.”Matteo smiles giving a curt nod before walking away with Marcello.

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