Page 104 of Mafia Billionaire's Surprise Baby

He’s right.

“You’ve been featured on the news ever since it happened. Two known mafia members, presumed dead after the explosion.”

“Yeah, but if we’re presumed dead…”

“They’re trying to control the narrative,” Sal says slowly. “They know that the underworld is going to more or less accept the story that they put out. We aren’t going to have rivals look into this, because they’re going to assume that if Interpol is putting out the report, it’s real.”

“Motherfuckers,” I breathe.

Then, it occurs to me that we’re still heavy into enemy territory here. If Marco is in witness protection here in Ireland…

“We need to leave,” I whisper.

Sal nods. “We do.”

Damn it. We just snuck into Ireland.

I don’t want to think about sneaking out.

Ugh.

Sal looks over at me. “Why don’t you shower, while Dino and I talk?”

“No. I don’t need one.”

“Gia,” he says softly. “Please. Just give Dino and I a minute.”

Well.

I guess I can’t deny that either. I huff at Dino.

“Show me your bathroom. Cretin,” I snap.

He does.

* * *

I shower.

Dino’s been living in the tiniest living quarters possible. I have no idea how long he’s been here, because the last I checked, he was running the docks for Elio.

He says Elio knows he’s gone, but… how?

I’m suspicious.

And the room? Microscopic. The shower? Tiny. Neither of these guys is ever going to fully get clean scrubbing in this thing.

Especially Sal, with his broad shoulders. And his massive chest.

And his…

I shake myself. Now is not the time to be thinking about Sal’s cock.

I swear, I’m getting weirdly addicted to him. If I can’t make it through a full shower without fantasizing about his dick?

That’s a problem.

We haven’t even had like, real sex yet. I haven’t felt what it’s like to have him inside me. To ride him, to feel him shudder as he comes apart inside me.