Mafia Kings: Massimo: Dark Mafia Romance Series #3
Mafia Kings: Massimo: Chapter 33

When we returned to the house, I unloaded the cans and tins of food on the counter and got my backpack out of the closet. It was designed to hold a tent and sleeping bag, which I wouldn’t be carrying, so there would be plenty of room for the food. I also arranged a pile of odds and ends to take along: a lighter to start fires, a can opener, and a corkscrew for any bottles of wine we might replace.

Lucia came out of the bathroom sporting her new tattoo on her right shoulder, right along her collarbone. The scorpion was done in a tribal style, so it was really more of a collection of black lines resembling claws and a curved tail with a stinger.

That wasn’t what I was looking at, though.

She’d come out of the bathroom topless with her arm across her chest – just like last night when she got into bed.

But now, in the daylight, I got a much better view of the swelling tops of her breasts.

And… well… that view provoked a reaction.

Let’s just say I was glad I was standing behind the kitchen counter.

“Do you like it?” she asked gleefully, sweeping her long hair out of the way so her shoulder was entirely bare.

“They’re very nice,” I muttered.

She narrowed her eyes. “‘They’re’?”

“It,” I quickly said. “It’s very nice.”

She gave me a smug smile. “You like other things, too, huh?”

“Go put a top on,” I ordered.

“Why?” she asked with fake innocence. “I thought you said they’re very nice.”

She shifted her hand to the center of her left breast so only the nipple was covered –

And even then, I could see the dark pink of her areola between two of her fingers.

“GO PUT ON SOME CLOTHES,” I snarled at her.

“Jesus, okay,” she snapped, then smirked again. “Why? Is it getting bigger? I wanna see – ”

She started coming around the counter.

“Lucia – ” I warned her.

“Keep your pants on, I’m just – ”

And I felt her free hand brush against the front of my jeans.

“Oh shit, you are hard,” she said in a voice both teasing and surprised.

I’d had enough.

I turned, put my hand on her throat, and pushed her back against the wall.

It wasn’t hard – I wasn’t crushing her windpipe or anything –

But it was pretty fucking aggressive.

Especially since my hand was almost big enough to wrap around her entire neck…

And also because I pushed her back six feet.

She banged against the wall and stared up at me with startled eyes.

I glared down at her angrily. “This is going to stop. All the flirty little bullshit is going to STOP. All the nudity and asking me ‘how big it is’ is GOING TO STOP. I am here for one reason and one reason only: to keep you safe. I am not here to babysit. I am not here for your fucking entertainment. I am here to keep you alive and out of the clutches of some very bad people. So when I tell you to do something from now on, you DO it. And I am telling you to stop this. GOT IT?”

She just stared up at me with wide eyes…

And then she took her arm off her chest and put both her hands on my wrist.

“Is this what gets you hot?” she whispered.

I was so angry at that moment –

Partly because she was right.

My cock felt like it was going to burst through my pants –

Especially now that I could see her breasts.

In my anger, I unthinkably squeezed her neck a little more –

And she gasped and held on.

Not trying to pry my hand away…

But holding on to me.

“Do you like it?” she whispered as she kept staring at me with zero fear in her eyes. Then she licked her lips slightly. “I do.”

I was enraged –

And I was afraid I might go further if I didn’t stop.

I took my hand off her neck, grabbed her shoulder, and roughly turned her around.

Then I pushed her towards the back of the cabin with my other hand on her spine.

It didn’t help, though, that now I could see her ass…

Which was in yoga pants so tight that they looked painted on.

“Go in the back and PUT ON SOME FUCKING CLOTHES,” I snarled as I pushed her towards the bedroom.

“You’re no fun,” she said in a mocking voice.

“You’ll see how much fun I’m NOT if you don’t quit acting like a slut,” I barked.

That got her attention.

She turned her head sharply and glared at me over her shoulder. Her eyes blazed with anger.

“You know what? FUCK YOU, asshole.”

“Fuck you too, princess.”

She went into the bathroom and SLAMMED the door shut as hard as she could.

It rattled the entire house.

Cursing under my breath, I went back to the kitchen and started putting items into the backpack.