Secret Mafia Daddy: A Forced Marriage Romance (Alpha Mafia Daddies) by Kira Cole

Author:Kira Cole [Cole, Kira]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-10-26T16:00:00+00:00

17

ANGELO

Catarina wakes slowly when I shake her hip the next morning.

“Check out is at twelve,” I say, a yawn cracking my jaw.

She rolls over into the covers, hiding her face. “No,” she says simply, and I laugh.

I run my hand along her hip lightly. “Are you sore?”

Catarina rolls over and looks at me. “Only a little,” she says, biting her lip.

“It’ll probably get worse as the day goes on. Hot bath tonight, okay?”

She looks at me curiously. “You’re used to taking care of girls after these kinds of nights, aren’t you?”

I blink at her. “Sure.”

I’m not. I’ve never done this much aftercare in my life, to be honest. Usually the girl feels a little out of it and I cuddle her until she falls asleep because I’m not a monster but when she wakes up, I kick her out or I leave, depending on where we are.

I can’t kick out Catarina, but we’re about to be kicked out of the Four Seasons if we don’t get ready soon, and even though I don’t care about that, I miss my daughter.

It’s strange, how I didn’t even know she existed and now I can’t seem to go just a few hours without her.

I pat Catarina on the butt gently and she groans dramatically and gets out of bed, stumbling a little on her feet.

I hand her the soiled dress with a sheepish grin, and she sighs.

“Those panties cost me sixty dollars, you know?” she says, gesturing to them in pieces on the floor.

“I’ll buy you a dozen more pairs,” I promise.

“You’d better,” she mumbles, and instead of going into the bathroom like usual, she just takes off her robe and slides the dress on, pulling it over her ass and hips. I watch with my mouth going dry, wishing we had more time.

I’d washed the dress in the sink last night before I went to sleep, so it isn’t that gross, and she seems agreeable enough. Maybe she’s still in subspace.

When we check out and get into the sun, Catarina squints and grabs on to me, hiding her face.

The sunlight probably does hurt those light pigmented eyes, so I take my sunglasses off my head and hand them to her.

She puts them on with a grin and they’re too big for her face but she’s cute.

My heart does this weird little backflip thing in my chest.

I put my hand to it. What the hell is that?

“You okay?” she asks, tilting her head.

“Heartburn,” I mumble, although I haven’t eaten since yesterday sometime and my stomach is growling rather than too full.

“We should eat,” she suggests, and I look over at her, surprised.

She usually doesn’t want to spend this much time alone with me, away from Chelsea. I guess I should milk it while I can.

I swing by a drive through and her eyes light up.

I chuckle and glance over at her. “So, you’re a cheap date.”

“Look, there’s just something about processed food when you’re Italian,” she says, leaning out the window to order a cheeseburger and loaded fries.

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