Sinner (Brutal Kings III ) : A Dark Mafia Romance Pregnant Secret by Mya Grey

Author:Mya Grey [Grey, Mya]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2023-01-12T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 8

Raoul Caraldi

“Thank you, Stacy, you did a great job,” I murmur, leaning in close and breathing into the flight attendant’s ear as we prepare to alight the plane eight hours later. I’ll admit, I also lean in to get a closer look at her nametag because, for the life of me, I don’t know who the fuck she is.

“Thank you, sir,” she says primly, her bearing tense. She’s looking past my shoulder at where Emma is probably staring daggers at her. The girl is utterly terrified of my wife.

I fucking love it!

The small platform shudders slightly as Emma spins on her heel and begins clumping down the stairs. She’s at the door to the limo before I can get there to open it for her. By the time I sink into the plush leather upholstery, she’s already seated and glaring out the opposite window.

Jesus, she’s beautiful.

“You were jealous,” I say, not bothering to keep the triumph from my tone.

“Bullshit,” she mutters, still not looking at me.

“Then what was that about?” I smirk.

“Respect.” She finally turns to look at me. “This marriage may be a sham, but I demand that you give me that much.”

“Oh, I'll give you something, all right.” I keep smirking. But fuck it, she’s right.

“I’m serious, Raoul,” she says. “What would you do if you saw some jerk pawing me right in front of you?”

“I’d break his fucking fingers,” I snarl, suddenly remembering how fucking Claudio Dinari had his hands all over her at the reception. I think I’m going to have to pay the cunt a visit when we get back.

“Exactly,” she responds. “And it’s not because you’re all gaga over me or anything, right? It’s a matter of his respect for you.”

“Damn straight,” I mutter. “Nobody puts their hands on what’s mine.” She narrows her eyes at me at that, but doesn’t argue.

“So…it works both ways. As long as I’m a Caraldi and I have this ring on my finger,” she touches her left hand, “you don’t fuck around. Deal?”

I stare at her.

As long as…?

I plan to keep her forever. And that realization is staggering. I’d never truly given any thought to where I was going to take this thing.

Business, Raoul. All business.

But even now, I know that’s bullshit.

I wanted that ring on her finger and her in my bed right from the night I saw her back in the casino. The “alliance” with McErlane…who knows how that will pan out. The fucker hates me. Probably even more now that I’m married to Emma.

“Do we have a deal?” Emma says more firmly.

“Sure. We have a deal,” I reply, because I haven’t laid a finger on another woman since I first had her in that dingy little hotel room, and God knows I’ve tried.

Just get her out of your system, Raoul. That’s all.

Sure.

“Sir?” the driver says discreetly as we pull up in front of the entrance to my beach house. “I’ll have your bags brought to your room,” he adds.

The door opens as the car draws to a halt and a valet stands waiting for us.

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