Mafia Target: A Dark Mafia MM Romance (The Kings of Italy Book 4) by Mila Finelli

Author:Mila Finelli [Finelli, Mila]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dolcezza Press
Published: 2023-03-13T16:00:00+00:00

Alessio

We took our time getting up the next day.

After trading blow jobs, we stayed in bed, kissing and touching. There wasn’t much talking, but I didn’t mind. We were in our own bubble, safe from the outside world. No Sicilians, no Bratva. Just this.

Eventually we grew hungry, so we showered. After we dried off, Giulio leaned against the door. “Hurry up,” he said as I pulled my jeans on. “I’m starving.”

“Swallowing my dick wasn’t enough for you?”

“Terrible. You are lucky you give such good blow jobs.”

Luck had nothing to do with it. I loved worshiping him with my mouth, draining him dry.

“Andiamo. Theo will start searching for us soon if we don’t appear.”

Not bothering with shoes, we went out the door and into the corridor. He walked ahead of me, his shoulders pushed back, confidence in every step. Il bel principe. Did he even realize it? How could anyone see him and not instantly recognize the hundreds of years of power and privilege in his bones? He was a fool to let those old men drive him away from his legacy.

Music blared from the back of the yacht. I didn’t recognize it, but Giulio began singing along. Full of bass and lyrics I didn’t understand, it sounded like one of the songs from the clubs he frequented. He slid me a glance. “Do you like Rihanna?”

“Who?”

He chuckled. “Dio, you are adorable.”

Theo was on a deck chair, sipping a tall drink with an umbrella sticking out of it. He wore sunglasses and a tiny black bathing suit. When he saw us, he pushed up his sunglasses. “Oh, look who is finally awake.”

A nearby table had pastries, bread and cheese, so I went there first. Instead of joining me, Giulio went to Theo and kissed his cheeks. “We have been awake for some time,” Giulio admitted.

“I bet you have, bello. You look very relaxed. Ciao, Alessio!”

I nodded in greeting, then continued to load my plate with food. When I sat, I found both Giulio and Theo watching me carefully.

“Che cosa? Where’s mine?” Giulio asked, nodding to my plate.

I frowned. Did he expect me to serve him, like an American housewife on those old television shows my nonna used to watch?

“Leave him alone,” Theo scolded Giulio. “No doubt you made him do all the work this morning. He’s built up a voracious appetite.”

Theo wasn’t altogether wrong.

Giulio pulled off his shirt and tossed it on a deck chair. Tattoos rippled over hard muscles in the sun and I paused mid-chew. Mamma mia, he was gorgeous.

“Bello,” Theo said with a chuckle, “your boyfriend is about to choke on his tongue. Maybe you should put your shirt back on.”

I waited for Giulio to refute the boyfriend comment, but he said nothing as he went to the food table. Boyfriends. Hmm. I liked that. What did Giulio think?

“I have suits for you,” Theo said, pointing at a bench with swim trunks on it. “Well, Nic has suits for you. Mine all look like this.” He gestured to the fabric barely covering his dick.

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