Chapter 60

Mafia Kings: Valentino: Chapter 60 I couldn’t believe my luck: the most luxurious room in Ragusa was available. And since nobody had stayed in it the night before, I was able to pay a little extra and get it at 10 AM.

When the driver brought me down from the city to the hotel room, I was apprehensive. From the outside, it didn’t look like any hotel I’d ever seen before, that was for sure.

But when I got inside, it was like a fairy tale.

I literally gasped when I saw it.

Like a magical cave where the princess hides away from the villain, waiting for her prince to find her.

And now my prince was here.

His look of shock and delight when he saw the room was priceless.

“Did I do good?” I asked happily, knowing I had.

He put his hands on both sides of my face and said, “You did amazing, baby.”

And then we kissed.

I melted right then and there.

I’d made up my mind when I walked into this room that I was going to enjoy every second of it. It was too beautiful a place to be unhappy in.

No thoughts about the world outside...

Or things Val might have said a week ago...

Or things that might happen later...

Every second I spent in the room was going to be about joy, and pleasure, and fun.

I swore to myself I would do it –

And the second he kissed me, I literally forgot about everything but him.

Well...

Him and the wine.

I pulled away when he started to undress me. “Wait – there’s champagne!”

He turned and followed me as I ran over to the table near the door.

I pulled out a chilled bottle from the bucket of ice. “Want a glass?”

“Absolutely. Here, let me open it.”

As I got two champagne flutes, he tore off the foil and popped the cork.

Once we each had a full glass, he lifted his in a toast. “To great sex with the most beautiful woman I’ve ever been with.”

I was flattered –

But also a little disappointed.

I wanted a little something more than a toast to ‘hot sex with a pretty chick.’

Although, I’ve got to admit...

When the hottest man you’ve ever seen says you’re the most beautiful woman he’s ever been with...

That part was really nice.

But I wanted more...

So I did it myself.

“To us,” I said simply.

“To us,” Valentino agreed.

I might have been imagining it...

But he sounded almost wistful.

You promised only joy and pleasure and fun in here! I reminded myself.

We clinked glasses, then sipped a little as we stared into each other’s eyes.

While the champagne was excellent, it wasn’t what I really wanted.

“Alright, enough of that,” I said as I set down my glass. “Now on to the good stuff.”