Traded To The Mafia [Dark Possessive Mafia Romance]
What the hell was wrong with her?
He chuckled lightly, smoothing back her damp hair before he picked her up and walked back to the bedroom. “Patience, petarda. We have all night.”
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Romero cocked his head as he smirked at his laptop screen, his eyes narrowing as he reread the scathing email he’d received from one of his disgruntled investors. Demanding returns, giving ultimatums, and issuing a long list of threats.
While Romero wanted to make good on his word, he would not be intimidated by anyone. Senator Colt was a loudmouth and that was all there was to him. He would never spew such nonsense in Romero’s presence.