The Mob And His Messenger (A Man Who Knows What He Wants Book 204) by Flora Ferrari

Author:Flora Ferrari [Ferrari, Flora]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-10-07T22:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Dom

“I’ve got two of these bastards ready for snatching,” Gabriel says.

I glance at Dallas, tension running through my body as I study her in the bathrobe. The way the silk dapples her curves is like light, the fabric so airy, tempting me to forget about my Family – my men – and cast responsibility aside.

The urge to grab her and tear that gown off her body like gift wrap is almost deafening, a rushing roar inside my head that tells me now, right fucking now.

I need to claim her. I need to taste her again, but never stop drinking this time. I need to make her soaked and tight around my massive throbbing cock, feeling the way her lips quiver, messages from her womb that she’s desperate for this.

Her body needs to take my seed, to plant it, and let it flourish into our offspring.

Perhaps she senses this savage intensity inside of me because she brushes by me and leaves the ensuite. I hear her baby-talking to Poppet, calming her barking episode, and can’t help but think about what an incredible mother she will be.

“Where?” I say, strolling over to the mirror and glancing idly at myself.

A seven foot starving man stares back at me. Not emaciated, not bone-thin, but in his eyes, he’s starving, every instinct in him – me, my animal-alert reflection – primed to charge into the bedroom and bend her over the bed.

Spank her ass. Throw her onto the bed and make her suck my fingers as I suck her nipples, suck them hard until they’re hard, and almost frothing with their milky release.

I push the thoughts down, willing myself to focus.

“We’re at the docks. I’ve got Giovanni and a few others with me. We watched three of them go in and now two are coming in and out, carrying shit into a truck. Maybe the other’s working a shift there. I don’t know. But I reckon we can grab these two while they’re loading. I just need your go ahead.”

“Alive, Gabriel,” I say firmly.

He huffs and I can almost hear him rolling his eyes.

“Alive,” I snap again. “I don’t want to tell you a third time.”

“I know, Skip. Alive. I’ve got faith you know what you’re doing—”

“I’m so fucking flattered,” I say, deadpan.

Gabriel laughs darkly. “But there’s still a part of me that wants to roll up and do these motherfuckers like they did Dante and Jimmy.”

Dante and Jimmy, the guards the Irish killed when they rolled up to Gabriel’s apartment building. It’s their funerals tomorrow, solemn affairs, and yet another reason for the men to want to resort to bloody street violence.

“I know,” I sigh, laying my fist on the marble sink surface. I grind my knuckles solidly and grit my teeth. “But they are part of a larger plan, a way to draw Patty out without setting the whole damn city on fire. Do this clean. Not a single bullet fired.”

Gabriel sighs. “You got it, Dom. You fucking got it.”

“Call me as soon as it’s done.

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