Mafia Kings: Valentino: Dark Mafia Romance Series #6

That night, I talked to Isabella again outside the dining room.

“Did you have a good day?” she asked.

“A great day.”

Although it had nothing to do with Rocco or Don Vicari, that was for sure.

Isabella gave me a wistful smile. “I envy you.”

“Why? You have a bad day?”

“No… I read a lot, which was nice. And I took a walk in the garden with Ludavica.”

That sounded like a pretty fucking boring day to me, though I didn’t say it out loud.

And by Isabella’s standards, it was probably just fine.

“So what’s the problem?”

“Well… it’s just that I have to stay here all the time. And you get to go all over Sicily.”

“Yeah, but I’m working with Rocco,” I said, though it was only half true. I didn’t exactly work with him much today.

“But you’re still visiting places I’ve only heard about… and I’ve lived here my entire life.”

I felt a little guilty.

As restricted as my life was, it was a hell of a lot freer than hers.

And…

If I’m going to be honest…

I felt guilty that I was supposed to be marrying her in less than two weeks.

And while she was here, trapped in a prison…

I was free, out there having sex with Cat.

I didn’t want to marry Isabella…

But I definitely felt sorry for her.

I promised myself that when I had the opportunity, I would make sure she got to experience the outside world she so badly wanted to see.

Dinner was uneventful.

The only thing Don Vicari said to me the whole time was, “You learning a lot from Rocco?”

“Yeah,” I said. “Yeah, definitely.”

Mostly what a stupid prick he is.

But I kept that part to myself.