Page 24 of Mafia Boss's Baby Surprise

What the fuck is wrong with me? I shouldn’t be looking forward to seeing her again, and I shouldn’t be thinking about her so much.

But that’s easier said than done. I still don’t know anything about her. She’s like a mystery that needs to be solved. Will I get bored of her once I know exactly who she is and where she’s really from?

I should’ve asked her. But then she would’ve asked things about me in return, and I don’t want that either. I don’t want to lie to her, but I can’t tell her the truth either.

If she knew exactly how I found her, she’d be horrified and scared of me. As she should be. But with her, I can forget about being a mafia boss for a bit. I can forget everything that weighs me down.

If I had any brain cells left, I would skip our next date—or whatever the hell it is—and never see her again.

Out of sight, out of mind. But I doubt it would work. She’s in my system now, and I don’t know how to get her out.

She’s my new addiction, and I’m not very good with those.

Fuck!

My release comes, but it’s not even satisfying. What the fuck has Aurora done to me?

* * *

“What now?”I ask as Theo shifts from foot to foot.

“It’s Marya. She’s meeting with the Amaros.”

“The Amaros?” I furrow my brow.

I’ve heard that name somewhere, maybe once or twice, but I can’t recall much about them.

“Yeah. They’re a small gang that moves drugs very close to Marya’s new territory,” Theo says.

My frown deepens. “So what you’re saying is that Marya met with Marcello, and now she’s meeting with some random nobodies? Why? Did Marcello refuse her offer or what?”

Seeing Marya fail to do whatever the hell her plan is would make me happy.

“We don’t know. Marcello and Marya met somewhere super secret, and we’re lucky we found out about the meeting at all. No one knows what they discussed. Marya needs to move product to grow, and the Amaros are small enough that they’d be willing to strike a deal, especially if they’re worried about her meeting with Marcello.”

“Ah. So maybe Marya met with Marcello just to scare everyone around her.”

She’s surrounded by small gangs and other insignificant lowlifes, or she would’ve been destroyed a long time ago. I bet she picked that area to rebuild the Balakin Bratva exactly for that reason. Any big shot next to her would’ve snuffed her out.

“Maybe,” Theo says. “But there’s something else. The leader of the Amaros, Rodri, sent a request to meet with you.”

“What?” My jaw goes slack. “Are you fucking kidding me?”

“He apparently wants to discuss business.”

“Why would I discuss anything with him? Especially after he met with Marya.”

“He probably doesn’t know she’s your birth mother. Not many people know that.”

“Who knows? She could’ve told him. Or maybe she didn’t. Maybe she’s preparing a trap for me. She knows I’ll find out about her meeting and hopes I’ll be stupid enough to rush to Rodri to ask him about her. Actually, Marcello must’ve met with her for a reason.”

“What do you mean?”

“Why would someone like Marcello meet with Marya? She’s insignificant to him, unless she told him the truth. Maybe Marcello promised her something in exchange for killing me. An alliance. Now she’s using the Amaros to get the job done.”

“It’s possible, but he’s willing to come all the way to the edge of your territory to meet. To a bar in the buffer zone. Maybe he didn’t like what Marya told him, and now he’s looking for someone strong to partner up with. Marcello is closer to him, but Marya met with him, so Rodri can’t go there.”

I rub my chin. “Can we make sure there are no threats if I agree?”

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