Dad's Italian Mafia Boss: An Instalove Possessive Alpha Romance (A Man Who Knows What He Wants Book 132) by Flora Ferrari

Author:Flora Ferrari [Ferrari, Flora]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-01-18T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER 12

Linda

I’ve heard stories about first times. How the guy ends up being a jerk, or it’s all so anticlimactic, that it fast becomes something less than ideal. For Daniel and me, it’s like a key in a lock. We were made for each other, and we both feel it.

As the ink dries on the contract, I have to smile. Teasing his hair with my fingers as he holds me, his huge arms around me as we make jet airline seats the most comfortable place in the whole world.

My mind’s alive with things I want to say, things I want to ask Daniel, but there’s also a peaceful feeling. Like neither of us has to say anything. I know he feels the same, and we just sit there, laying still for a long while, not wanting to break the moment.

“Where are you taking me?” I finally ask, sensing his need to relieve his dead arm from around me. It’s his cue, and he takes it, settling back up into his seat, still holding both my hands in his as he leans forward. I can see his chest and some other goods, poking through the clothes he still has on, and make the mental note to explore those further, at the nearest opportunity.

“Somewhere special,” he grins. “You like seafood?” he asks, a sudden mischievous glint in his eyes.

“Love it.” I sigh, “If it has gills, I’ll eat it.” He looks down at his lap then up at me with the funniest look on his face, and we both break out in laughter.

***

The desert air is a welcome change from the frosty weather we’ve just come from. Nevada is somewhere I never planned to visit, too many missed birthdays and other stuff Dad was never home for, I guess. He was always working.

“You mad about your Dad, about your phone still?” Daniel ventures, reading my thoughts.

I shake my head in the negative. “You asked me to trust you, and I do,” Is all I want to say about it.

The car waiting for us is bigger than the one Carlo drove. This one’s a full stretch limo, with the same interior as the jet. It’s been a few hours, and I can safely say I’m used to this lifestyle. It feels like I belong here.

My stomach lets out a long and very loud wail of hunger, which Daniel politely pretends not to notice. He smiles at me, brushing my hair back from my face and over my ear. I peck his cheek as a silent thank you for being so sweet. He lets me nuzzle on his huge chest for the rest of the ride.

Looking up, I catch the drivers eyes in the rearview and shoots me a quick wink.

“Stop the car. Stop the FUCKING CAR!” Daniel’s rough shout fills me with panic. The car tilts slightly as the brakes lock. Daniel beats a fist against the glass between the driver and us, then he’s out of the door and pulling the driver out of his seat by his ear in seconds.

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