Page 109 of Vows of a Mobster

Shit, pussy whipped was a better plan. Not this love crap.

“What’s the matter?” Daphne whispered.

“You didn’t see it?” I asked her incredulously.

“See what?”

“Mateo is in love with Brianna,” I whispered quietly. “He will never let her go.” Daphne’s eyes got large. “How did you not see it?”

My plan worked a bit too well.

“I guess it makes sense now,” she commented softly. “Brianna hasn’t been the same since all this. I think she likes him a lot too.”

“Yeah, but does she love him?” Mateo would never settle for anything less. He won’t let her go if she doesn't love him, but he’d become ruthless and possessive in the cruelest ways.

“Maybe. It’s only been a few days. Sometimes it takes a while for love to grow.”

I snapped my head to her. “What the fuck are you talking about?”

Daphne blushed as red as a beet. It was the first time I had ever seen her blush. “I think she is falling for him. Stop meddling into it, Mar. Let those two work that out.”

“Why are you blushing?” I asked her suspiciously.

She fanned herself. “I don’t know if I can sleep under the same roof as Antonio.”

“What?” I blinked confused. I was sure I heard that wrong. What did Antonio have to do with any of this?

“Fuck, every time I see him my panties are just soaked,” she muttered. “I could just orgasm by thinking about him.”

My mouth dropped onto the floor. “What?”

“Damn it, Mar. I have the fucking hots for him,” she snapped. “Like serious hots that I don’t think I could resist if I’m under the same roof.”

“But he’s-” I searched for words, “he’s not even your type.”

“Well, tell that to my pussy,” she rolled her eyes as she spoke.

“What should I tell your pussy?” Antonio’s voice had both of us jumping. Daphne’s chest, neck, and face flushed the deepest red. She actually looked cute. I looked at Antonio, really looked at him. I guess I could understand Daphne’s appeal. Yes, he was significantly older than her but he was also an extremely good-looking man. And dangerous. I guess that gave him appeal… maybe. Or Daphne was suddenly into sugar daddies after we started the latest smut romance.

“What the fuck?” I growled at Antonio. “You almost gave us a heart attack.”

He chuckled, completely unfazed. “Young things like you two. I doubt it.” He turned his gaze to Daphne and I had a suspicion he might have heard what she said. “Daphne, could you show me which room is mine please?”

There was a smug smile on his lips. Antonio was handsome, but shit, he was in his mid-fifties or so. He was almost as tall as Mateo and strong too, despite his age. I was not the one to judge, but Daphne was almost three times younger. Her statement hit me like a freight train.

“Shit,” Daphne murmured so low but he heard her. Because his smile got even wider. She threw me a backward glance as she went towards him, and that look on her face said it all.

If I was a betting person, I’d bet those two would have sex very soon. If not now, then tonight when we all go to bed.

“Dinner will be here soon,” I told both of them but neither one of them bothered to acknowledge me. Yep, they would have a quickie.

Peachy,I thought wryly to myself. It would seem I would be the only one not getting laid. Well, that just sucks. And then an idea hit me.

I could possibly help Brianna get another donor and get laid.Two for one, I thought smugly.

Thirty-Nine

Declan