Page 54 of Mafia Heiress
“Where the fuck did you hear that?”
A sudden rush of fear comes over me. It’s not something that I’ve advertised and now I’m worried the wrong people will find out. Afterall, my father won’t step down easily. My plans could be ruined.
“Don’t worry about that. Your secret is safe with me, as long as we agree.”
“You’re blackmailing me? What is it you want, Vito?”
“I want you. All of you, and I want Vegas. After we take New York, we take Vegas, and then you’ll never see me again.”
I’m stunned by what he’s asking. Vegas doesn’t belong to the Gambinos. That’s Castellano territory. It’s not mine to give.
“It’s impossible, Vito, and you know it.”
“Not with what you’re about to do, Jack. They won’t see us coming. I need this. Trust me, you won’t regret it. And when it’s time you won’t have to worry about me anymore. You can live your life with those three assholes.”
He swirls his finger around his glass. The move is somehow more sexual than I think he intended. Vito is a looker. A nerdy, tattooed jerk that I would have fucked under any other condition, but he doesn’t fit. Vegas isn’t part of the plan.
“I can’t do it. I’m not about to start a war with Vincenzo because you want to take over your hometown.”
He places his hands on my arms and pulls me close. His eyes become serious, stoney in a way. “You’ll help me because it’s the right move for the Family. With Vegas you can bring in three times the revenue and have the West Coast on lock. Think about what it could do for your import business.”
I hate to admit he has a point. The money would be ridiculous and I could finally put to rest all the projects that my father runs and I hate. The Family is into some sketchy shit that I plan to put a stop to when I become in charge, but the money would be hard to replace.
Before I can utter another word, he leans in and places a kiss on my mouth. I’m too shocked to move, so I let him continue before I feel the spark between us. The fire that I just quenched with Ciro is back and I want more of it.
Vito is the last one I thought could make me feel this way. Was I too harsh to judge? A part of me wants to give into this and another wants to push him away because something feels off.
There’s only one way to find out and if I have to use him to get it, I’ll do just that.
Chapter Fifteen
Ana was pretty pissed when I left the club without her, but she’ll get over it. I’m sure coming home to Luigi proved to be eventful. In my opinion drunk sex is always a good thing.
I stretch and realize I’m still in the same dress as last night. The sun is streaming through the curtains and when I roll over to see the time I see a dark haired guy sleeping beside me.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” I ask, punching Vito in the arm.
He grumbles and opens his eyes with a scowl. “I brought you home, remember? You were too drunk to drive and I wasn’t going to let you go in a cab by yourself.”
“How chivalrous of you. What a gentleman.”
“I like to think so. You’d be surprised how nice I can be.”
“If you’re truly nice, why don’t you tell me the reason why you entered this competition. I know why the others did, but you’ve never told me. I don’t believe it’s about taking over Vegas.”
He gets up from the bed and puts his shoes on, mumbling under his breath. I sit up, arms crossed under my breasts waiting for him to say something.
“I’ll leave you now. Don’t say thank you or anything, just consider my offer.”
“How could I when you won’t even tell me the truth. The relationships I’m choosing are based on trust and you’ve shown me that there’s no way you're open enough to do that.”
He takes one more look at me, grabs his keys from the top of my dresser and storms out. Good riddance, I don’t need a drama queen in my harem.
I get out of bed and walk to the bathroom. A shower and brushed teeth sound like heaven right now. I turn on the taps and let the water steam while I take off last night’s makeup.
Thoughts of what I did with Ciro flash through my mind and I find my nipples puckered under the thin material of the dress. It was so fucking hot. Taking me in the hall of the club, making me so wet. I shiver and strip my dress off.
The water is hot as hell, but my muscles thank me. I let the heat run over my neck and shoulders enjoying the relief of being clean and my headache subsiding.
