Runaway Bride for the Boss: A Small Town Mafia Romance by Sutton Mila

Author:Sutton, Mila
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-11-11T00:00:00+00:00

I’ll try to round up dinner as quickly as I can so I can scold him, then go home to Autumn. Will she even be there? She has her first night off from the bar tonight, and she’s a young woman in her twenties. What if she decided to go out?

No, she wouldn’t. I bet I’ll find her curled up in the library, nose in a silly book.

“We’re here, sir.” I glance at the popular Downtown restaurant. I probably should have called in advance to make a reservation, but they’ll make an exception for me. They always do.

“Wait for me. This won’t take long,” I instruct as I get out of the car. I watch Charlie expertly park her car down the road. When she gets out, I’m taken aback to see her hair is now let down her back.

She gives me a dimpled grin as she approaches. I realize a little objectively that she’s actually quite pretty. So, why aren’t I interested? She took her hair down for dinner and her lips are now glistening, which means she’s trying to look good for me. Or is that an arrogant assumption?

Normally, I wouldn’t hesitate to flirt with her through dinner, if you can call unrelenting eye contact flirting. It’s my only move, and it hasn’t failed me yet. But for whatever reason, the effort sounds unappealing tonight. For her, anyway.

“This place looks amazing! But it seems to be packed, will we be able to get a table?”

“We better,” I mutter, suddenly in a foul mood as I march through the entrance of the restaurant. Damn it all.

“Okayyyyyy,” I hear Charlie say behind me. I wonder if she’s rolling her eyes right now, but I don’t care enough to turn back to check.

“Mr. Beaufort!” Rosie, the hostess walks forward, fluttering her hands nervously. “We weren’t expecting you tonight.”

“My companion and I need a table. Is my usual available?”

“Actually, the other Mr. Beaufort is at that table tonight.” I know it’s not my father leaving the comforts of his private chef to venture into town tonight, which means Ezra blew off our meeting to take one of his side pieces out? Fucker, I’m going to make him regret it.

“But we can get you one! Give me a moment, please,” Rosie adds quickly and rushes inside. I glance back at Charlie who’s gone stiff as a board.

“Is there a problem?” I raise a brow, not caring about the answer either way. I’m already regretting agreeing to this dinner.

“She said ‘the other Mr. Beaufort.’ That would be Ezra…right?”

“And?” I query, not seeing what the problem is.

“You know what? I don’t think I’m that hungry anymore. We should probably take a rain ch—” But she’s interrupted by the waitress returning.

“Follow me sir, madam.”

We trudge through the throng of diners, Rosie leading us toward the back of the restaurant. A tinkling laugh suddenly hits my ears, and a chill runs down my spine. My head snaps in the direction of the sound. I immediately spot Ezra, seated facing me, but he’s not what has my attention.

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