The Consigliere: Part One of The Revelation Duet (The Valentini Family Book 3) by Serena Akeroyd

The Consigliere: Part One of The Revelation Duet (The Valentini Family Book 3) by Serena Akeroyd

Author:Serena Akeroyd [Akeroyd , Serena]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Serena Akeroyd Publishing Ltd.
Published: 2022-08-17T18:30:00+00:00


29

AURORA

Luciu: Where the fuck did you and Stan disappear to last night?

I scowled at the screen as I peered up at the ceiling in the hotel room I’d booked after my flight from the reception.

My scowl deepened.

Talk about a wimp.

I’d reserved a hotel room when I had a beautiful apartment on the Upper East Side so that Hunter wouldn’t be able to show up at my door.

Out of habit, I checked the app we used to communicate as Sunny and D and saw that he was radio silent.

I’d admit that I was surprised, but I shouldn't have been.

Hunter had always chased me.

D didn’t though.

Which was the real man?

Was D a more mature Hunter? The one I’d known had been a student the last time we’d properly spoken. I was a different woman from the girl I’d been back then. Why wouldn’t he be too?

I was half-tempted to scroll through our many, many, many chats, trying to pick apart the information that would have given me clues about his real identity, but rereading the secrets I'd shared with him would make me feel like an even bigger fool, and after yesterday, I’d already made an ass out of myself, fleeing like I was a runaway bride.

Annoyed at myself, at the world, at D and Hunter and my brother, I switched screens back to our text chat.

Me: I made an appearance. I didn’t have to stay all night long, Luc.

I’d have probably had more fun if I had.

Staring at the city skyline from one of The Victoria’s most expensive suites had been about as much fun as watching paint dry. I hadn’t even had it in me to work… That was when I knew I was fucked.

Work was as much a pleasure for me as being whipped was.

If I didn’t want one, I usually wanted the other.

Last night, I’d wanted D.

Me: Let me know when you arrive in Sicily.

Luciu: Se, I will. Do you think she’ll like it?

Jennifer was probably going to be calculating how much every antique she came across was worth, I thought on a huff.

Me: How could she not? Enjoy your time there, frate. <3

Luciu: Thank you, soru.

His text was a reminder that I didn’t have all day to lounge around in bed. His absence put me in charge, and after yesterday morning’s debacle with one of our hookers being murdered on the job, I had work to do.

Thoughts of my responsibilities faded, however, once I flung back the covers.

I froze on the path to the shower and stared down at my semi-nakedness.

I wore one of the hotel bathrobes, but at some point in the evening, the two parts had split open, revealing my nudity.

I didn’t hate my body. Far from it. I was curvier than was probably fashionable, but things like that didn’t bother me.

Fashion was fickle.

For a lot longer than was the current preference, society had preferred rounder curves on women because it represented wealth and affluence.

Proof, in my opinion, that society (and its opinions) was incompetent.

My body was the softest thing about me.



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