“Of course. We have cannoli’s or a beautiful Italian rum cake. I think we still have short bread cookies too.”
His eyes light a fire on my body. By the time his eyes read my face, I can tell it’s as red as a beet.
“I was thinking about something with a little bit of a bite. Like maybe something you have personally. “
I narrow my eyes at him, but bite my tongue.
“Of course. I am sure if you would like something tangy, we do have some limoncello. Or I since you said something from my personal stash, I have peppermint gum in my purse.” I tell him with my sweetest smile.
His eyes crinkle as he smiles. I take a moment to admire his beauty. Part of me wonders how old he is while the other part scolds me for being weak.
“That is what you would recommend? There is nothing else you think I could enjoy more?” He says this as he blatantly stares at my breasts.
“If you are asking for my recommendation, then I recommend you try the cannoli. Best in town.” Then in a lower voice I say. “I am not on the table and I would appreciate if you looked me in the eyes instead of the breasts.”
I plaster a smile on my face as his eyes whip to mine.
“You’re feisty. I like that. Bring me a cannoli.”
“Please.”
“What?” he looks confused.
I bet this man has never had to use manners in his entire life. So used to having everything handed too him. I don’t care if it makes me stupid. He should be polite.
“Bring you a cannoli please.”
He cracks a smile. “Sofia, would you please bring me a cannoli?”
“Of course, Bastiano. Coming right up.”
I flash him my million-dollar smile as I turn and walk away. I hear his laugh all the way to the door. I glance back in time to see him staring at my ass. I turn and keep walking with a small smile on my face.
I didn’t want to find him amusing, but something about him just spoke to me. I can’t help but be slightly intrigued by him, no matter how dangerous he is.
Bastiano
I watch as her hips swing as she walks away. I don’t know what it is about this woman, but she has captured my attention.
I usually wouldn’t get involved in issues with my capo’s, but when I heard her laugh at his stupid line, I couldn’t help, but smile. He was being ridiculous and for once a woman didn’t cower or fall for it. When he stepped forward to harm her, I stepped in without thinking. I didn’t care that she really shouldn’t laugh at a capo or speak to me the way she did. I found her refreshing and wanted to hear what she would say next. It was entertaining. Like a game.
As she walks back into the room, I scan her body. Dark hair that almost looks black falls down her back in curly waves. The uniform she is wearing hugs her hips and breasts in such a delicious way that makes me want to peel them off her. The smug smile she wears as she brings me the cannoli just draws attention to her luscious lips. This woman is a walking wet dream. I look into her dark brown eyes and see the amusement lighting there.
“Here if your cannoli, sir. I hope you enjoy it since we didn’t have what you wanted on the menu.”
The snark in her voice tells me she is strong. Part of me wanted to be disappointed that she didn’t take me up on my offer. We could have had a night of immense fun and then I could have sent her on her way. Instead, she surprised me by turning me down, and intrigued me even more.
I can’t remember a time when a girl turned me down.
“Thank you, Sofia. I am sure it is wonderful. You are dismissed.”
I watch as anger fills her eyes, but she just forces a smile and heads back over to the side where the other two girls are. A couple of the men have stopped to talk to them and I feel my fists tighten.
“You want me to tell them to clear out?”
Gio says from behind me.
Giovanni is my consigliere and closest trusted friend. We grew up together and went through many of the same struggles. Niccolo is his father and so we often were thrust together. We even became made men together. He is as close as a brother to me. Especially since he is technically my cousin.
