Mafia Kings: Valentino: Dark Mafia Romance Series #6

Fuuuuuck.

You ever have a moment when you know your entire life just changed?

Meeting Caterina for the first time was like that for me.

One minute I was walking down the hall, when I smelled something amazing in the kitchen and walked in to check it out.

The next, I was staring into the eyes of a seriously cute girl –

And something just clicked.

It felt like an invisible spark of static electricity – but all pleasure, no pain.

I didn’t know why I reacted that way, exactly.

She wasn’t the most beautiful girl I’d ever seen…

But there was just something about her that made me want her. Badly.

Not to brag, but I get a lot of chicks. Between my looks and my family’s money, I kind of have my pick.

Usually I go for club girls. You know – thin Instagram models who only eat salads and have a cocaine problem.

I’d had enough of them over the last few years. In fact, I was bored with them. They all blurred into one another.

Caterina was nothing like that. She was 100% the girl next door.

Cute rather than hot…

A few extra pounds instead of rail-thin…

But Madonn, those curves.

She had a killer rack straining against her blouse. And real, too – not fake tits like most of the girls I slept with.

But her eyes…

They were open… and trusting… and kind.

So unlike the calculation I felt from the girls I dated.

I wonder how rich he is?

How expensive a purse can I get him to buy me?

Not to mention I got the feeling – just a feeling – that Caterina had a wild side.

Maybe it was the way she stared at me openly, not looking away like most girls trying to play hard to get.

I could tell she wanted me, too, and that made me want her all the more.

And the fact that she could cook?

Madonn. Absolute heaven.

So I turned the charm up to 11…

And the sex appeal to 12.

You should’ve seen the look she gave me when I hit her with the line, Remember my name so you can scream it over and over again later on. I think she creamed her panties.

I probably could have pulled her right then and there if it hadn’t been for Signora Lombardi cock-blocking me.

So I just left her wanting more, which was good.

Because I definitely wanted more.

In fact, as I left, I checked out her ass.

Holy mother of God.

Her ass… FUCK.

Big… firm… round… delicious…

Too many of the Instagram models I dated had flat asses. Some did squats in the gym to get a booty – but they had nothing on Caterina.

All I could think of was bending her over the island, grabbing her ass with both hands, and watching my cock disappear as I slid inside her.

And then me pounding her…

And her screaming in pleasure.

FUUUUUCK.

I was starting to get hard –

And then she looked over her shoulder and caught me checking out her ass.

I loved it.

She was obviously looking around to see if I was looking at her.

I gave her a wink and a smile as I walked out the door.

Right then and there, I decided she had to get hired so I could see her again.

Actually, I was planning to do a lot more than just see her.