❃ The Mob Boss and The French Mafia Princess ❃
"Shira," I warned, "Come any closer and I will stop the car right here and fuck you," I spoke with a stern tone, my hands gripped on to the steering wheel so hard my knuckles begged to come out. "Valeri...
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V A L E R I U S ' S P O V:
ONE YEAR AND A HALF LATER: B A C H E L O R P A R T Y
"Where are we going?" For the tenth time today, I have asked the same question and I hoping this time I will get an answer out of one of these pricks else I'm going to shoot each of their heads off apart from Dante; I'll let Abella do the honours.
It was my bachelor party while it was Shira's hen party and I wasn't excited. A strong urge was to shoot Lorenzo in the head and take the wheel to drive back home but I let the urge surpass. My foot tapped rapidly thinking what the girls might be doing.
Would there be a male stripper there? The thought of another man's touch and smell roaming near my soon to be wife brought sinister thoughts to my mind. Ones that would make heaven tremble under my foot.
Zander and Adryan were at my parent's place, probably hanging around with Angelo. My boys definitely have taken after their mother than they have with me yet have my appearance. They have been a pain in the ass, which I won't deny.
They are never letting me kiss Shira on the lips, when I do, they cry. I guess they do take after me in some way. Possessiveness and jealousy, like Shira, says. What can I say, a Santis doesn't like to share what's theirs after all. Once we made you ours, you stay that way until death does us apart.
"Here we are!" The whopping in the SUV didn't stop until we got inside the club. My club. I haven't been here in ages. Walking through, the smell of strong alcohol, sweat and sex filled the air. We made our way to the VIP section of the club that was on the top floor and I wanted to leave.
Women surrounded the place in tight clothing or should I say with barely anything on. I was going to kill Lorenzo for this. "Come on, Valerius, you won't be a single man again. Enjoy yourself." Josiah chuckled, putting one arm around my shoulder.
"Fuck off." I didn't want to cheat on Shira, I have kids now and I have dedicated my faithfulness to the mother of my sons no one else. "I'm not going to cheat. That's not what I do." I said, my voice stern, making sure they understood.
Walking through the crowds, the hands of different women stroked my arm before I pushed away from them in disgust. Sitting on the leather stool, I ordered a whiskey on the rocks. The neon lights flashed to the rhythm of the sensual music.
Women grounded into the men that roamed their hands shamefully on their body, gripping and touching them, working them up. "Hey handsome, wanna dance." A whisper in my ear made me groan in displeasure.
