A Pet for the Mafia Dons
The Don looked up from his meat loaf, a silent, cold look aimed at Claude and he sank down, muttering,
“Yes, Sir. We’ll do it later.”
Lucien Delano did not care for any loud celebration at mealtimes.
Proserpina looked at her lover.
She saw the slight smile on his face and knew he was proud of Rudy, though he would never acknowledge it openly.
*
After the dinner, which was a little less than a feast, as Piers commented, Rudy went to his Mumma.
“Going out to watch a gig of Lana’s Mumma,” he said, giving her a hug.
She studied him for a minute and smiled,
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