Page 29 of Attraction (Mobsters + Billionaires 3)
His words shock me into compliance. I follow his daggered gaze and…oh.
Two rather large men have entered the space, and I have no doubt they are the wrong kind of mobsters. Where Luca is refinement and class, these men are boorish and poorly dressed.
There’s a certain kind of bulkiness under their winter coats, a weight on their shoulders that can only mean one thing: guns.
The oxygen is sucked out of the room as the rest of the one-percenters clock our new guests.
Luca stands, his posture rigid. Certain.
“Why don’t we take this outside, gentlemen?”
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LUCA
Pretty sure Ijust royally fucked things up with Ford. I hadn’t meant to sound so sharp, but I didn’t want the Byrne brothers to notice him. I don’t want their eyes on him at all.
Fuck. I need to get my head in the game. These two assholes are packing heavy, and all I’ve got is my.22.
“Seamus, Tommy. To what do I owe the pleasure?”
In other words, how the fuck did you know I was here tonight?
I’ve got nothing to go on, not really, but Fallon’s had his phone out this entire time.
The taller brother, Tommy, I think, shakes his head. “To what do I owe the pleasure? This guy with his words.”
It’s all I can do not to laugh at these two idiots.
Seamus, the more powerful looking of the two, elbows his brother. “He’s eating dinner with the fancy people. He’s gotta use fancy words.”
“Sorry, fellas. Let me try that again.What the fuck are you doing here?”I ask, putting an edge to my voice with a smile.
“Much better,” Tommy says. “We were curious about you being here in Brooklyn, seeing as you were disinvited from our lovely borough.”
“I was disinvited by somebody cooling his heels three miles off the coast, so that deal is off. Unless there’s a Portelli I somehow missed.”
“The Portellis are gone, but that don’t mean Brooklyn don’t already belong to somebody else,” Seamus says, crossing his arms over his chest.
“Is that so? News to me. I’m happy to meet with whoever owns Brooklyn, work out a new deal.”
“Oh yeah? What kind of deal?”
“No offense to you guys, but I only talk to those in charge.”
“What makes you think we aren’t in charge?”
“People in charge know what they’re doing. They know where the money comes from. They know not to bust in and terrify a bunch of billionaires at a swanky dinner just to make a point. And they don’t go running to the Feds every time somebody on their team gets busted for possession.”
“You calling us snitches?”
I shake my head. “I ain’t calling you nothin’—that came straight from the FBI. Here’s a hint, if you’re going to be a snitch, you gotta tell the truth. You make up shit, and they will figure it out. By the way, if you wanna claim Brooklyn, do it. But you got to say that shit out loud because none of us are going to guess.”
“Who the fuck do you think you are telling us what to do? You can’t even hold on to the fucking drugs in your own territory. Who the fuck messes up drugs?” Tommy asks.
“I didn’t mess up anything. I retired that shit. And just because I didn’t say nothing when you took over my territory—without so much as a conversation—doesn’t mean I didn’t notice. Don’t make the mistake of thinking I’m weak because I didn’t stop you.”
Seamus’ face goes red. “Fuck you. We could take you out right now, take everything you own. Including that pretty boy in there.”
