Page 5 of Mafia Boss's Baby Surprise

“Yeah, okay. You go home sometimes.” He runs his hand through his dark brown hair. “But you’re always on your phone searching for Marcello, and you can’t deny that.”

I raise an eyebrow at him. “And?”

“Aaaand I was thinking...” His lips spread into a smile. “We could go out. Like I said, you spend too much time working. You need something to distract you and clear your head.”

“Don’t tell me what I need.”

“Burnout is a real thing.”

“Not for me.”

“Oh, come on! One night off won’t kill you. You won’t miss anything. I promise.”

“Like that one time when we lost Marcello because I thought it would be a good time to have a night off?”

He furrows his brow. “Not your fault. Marcello disappeared on us.Youwouldn’t have been able to do anything either.”

“Don’t be so sure about that.”

“One night off. We know Marcello isn’t anywhere near us. If something comes up, we can quickly get to the airport. Actually, there’s this club that’s very close to it and I have a private room there, so we could be on the move faster than—”

I laugh. “I see you already planned out everything.”

“Clarissa’s going to sing there.” His grin widens.

“Clarissa, huh. You obviously don’t need my company then.” I remember the girl he’s talking about.

Clarissa is a pretty blonde that’s totally his type. Theo always likes pretty much every photo she posts on social media, and she does that a lot. The only thing that surprises me is that he hasn’t fucked her yet, which makes me think he’s hoping for more than just that.

I don’t get how he doesn’t find his obsession with her disturbing and irritating. If it were me, I would’ve had her and purged her out of my system a long time ago. There’s no point in wasting too much time on flirting or risking getting too attached.

Theo should know that. Guys like us don’t get to be in relationships or date like normal people. It’s too risky. Our date could turn out to be a spy, or she could be used against us. That’s why arranged marriages are usually the way to go for mafia bosses.

For guys like Theo and everyone working for me, dating in our own circles is the most common so that everyone is perfectly aware of what’s at stake. There’s no need to hide who we really are and what we do, and breaking up is easier too because there’s no risk our ex will talk to the wrong people.

Staying away from everyone and keeping your distance is still the best option. Why complicate things when you don’t have to do it? If someone offered me Marcello in exchange for swearing off women forever, I would agree in a heartbeat, without any hesitation.

“Maybe I don’t need you with me, but you need to do something other than work,” Theo says.

I tilt my head and glance back at my phone. Theo’s right. I can read a whole lot of information, but the truth is that my men have already gone through it all, and there’s very little chance I’m going to spot something new, especially when I’m as annoyed as I am right now.

I groan, turning off my phone’s screen. “You know what? Let’s go.”

Theo grins as I get to my feet. I hope I won’t regret my decision, but it’s unlikely Marcello will pop up somewhere now.

* * *

My guardsand Theo are right next to me as we move through the crowd toward the VIP area. It’s a good thing we’re here to have fun, and the club is in the middle of my territory, so there’s zero danger, because Theo’s eyes are glued to the stage.

Clarissa looks great and her voice is good, but she’s nothing special. Sparkly short dress, long blonde hair.

She’s as boring as almost every girl that tries to throw herself at me because she knows me as a rich businessman. I glance to my right, and a brunette smiles and waves at me to catch my attention, but I have zero interest in her.

“She’s so fucking hot,” Theo says as his eyes sparkle.

It better be the colorful lights that are flashing everywhere that I’m seeing, and not what I think it is—Theo has fallen for Clarissa like some naive fool who still believes that love exists.

But I’ll let him have his fun. His fantasy. It’ll pass, one way or another. Then he’ll realize what I already know all too well—people invented love so they wouldn’t feel lonely or bored, or to get whatever the fuck they want out of life.

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