Page 67 of Little Nightmare

I pulled over to the side of the road right before the gate, grabbed her hand pressed it on my very hard dick and was just about to pull her into my lap when the gates opened.

She jerked her hand away; we both knew there were cameras, not that we were doing anything wrong.

Wait, why did she pull away?

An hour ago she was ready to strip me in the doctor’s office.

I cleared my throat and drove into the circular driveway. Raven didn’t wait for me to cut the engine before grabbing the ultrasound pictures and hopping out of the car toward the two blue double doors. Bella came flying out and then they both disappeared.

Typical.

I shoved my keys and phone into my back pocket and made my way up the cement stairs only to see Phoenix standing up there waiting, arms crossed, hair buzzed close to his head, black aviators on. “Bone?”

“Not you too.”

“Oh, I boned last night, I’m just curious as to how this took place in a doctor’s office of all places. You know Ivan won’t let you live this down, right?”

“So I’ve been told. I want to get home, what’s the update?”

He jerked his head toward the hall. “It’s better in the office.”

“Oh yeah? Lots of secrets.”

He made a face. “No, and sorry to throw this on your pretty little face, but they’re all here.”

“Who are?”

“The bosses.”

“All five of them?”

He smirked. “Both generations.”

“Fuck.”

“Yup.” He slapped me on the back. “Try not to get eaten alive. Senator Chase is pissed about some bill that just got passed. Nixon, Tex, and Sergio just got into a fight about last years NBA finals. Andrei flew in with Maksim from Seattle, Junior and Ash are still upset over the Christmas incident that nobody will talk about, and I think the list just goes on and on. Main point: King is taking care of everything, but only half of them were at the wedding and this is some intense news, so enjoy your peace andquiet mind right now because in three, two, one…” He shoved open the double doors.

I walked in behind him.

It felt exactly like a cheesy movie. Everyone stopped talking at once. Dante glared from his spot next to his cousins Nixon and Chase while I looked over at Ivan. “They could at least pretend to like me.”

“They love you.” Dante stood. “They’re just curious who was stupid enough to cut out his own skin for my daughter. Behold, this dumb ass.”

I had the audacity to wave. “Present.”

Chase snorted out a laugh behind his hand. “I’m suddenly so disappointed I wasn’t’ here for his torture.”

“Ditto.” Nixon grinned while Tex, the old Cappo, stood next to his son King and whispered something.

King grinned. “Nah, sadly enough I did not win the pool where I said he’d vomit twice and shit his pants once.”

“Damn.” Tex shook his head. “Balls of steel.”

“Better to bone with,” Ivan piped up. I jabbed him with my elbow. “Or so I’ve been told.” He wheezed. “Dante, since it’s your men who made the discovery and since it affects Ace more than he’d care to know, I’ll let you lead.”

I walked further into the room and leaned against the wall closest to Dante and waited.

His black shirt was still tucked in but unbuttoned down to the middle. His hair was tousled, and he looked exhausted. “Lucky for us, now that we’ve officially given the De Lange family a chance to join the ranks and re-establish themselves within the Cosa Nostra—a new offshoot sort of Syndicate has made its presence known, first in Italy and now apparently here.”

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