The Preacher's Daughter (Christian/Mafia Romance)||Completed||✔️

Chapter three

The meeting was a signature away from being concluded, but the coglione was busy watching the tits bouncing around the room.

(asshole)

He didn't mind the naked or almost naked girls, they were doing their job in being distractions. But he wanted these papers signed.

'quando avremo finito potrai farne il pieno,  but for now let's focus and get this out if the way', it wasn't a suggestion. The idiota quickly did as he was told.

(when we are done you can have your fill of them)

As soon as the papers and inks were removed the idiota pulled one the girls into his laps and wasted no time in sampling her goods.

Luigi could care less.

He wasn't particularly interested but one of the girls was going out of her way to get his attention.

He might be a stronzo , but this invitation promised to be quite fulfilling.

(asshole)

Another unspoken law when it came to the women, as his mama drummed it good in him not to address women crudely.

You didn't go close to him without being beckoned.

With his index finger, he motioned her forward. A glance at his crotch told her her instructions, to which she immediately set to work on his zippers.

The moans from his business partner caught his attention, but only briefly as indeed he was finding the invitation quite fulfilling.

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'orgoglio mio, have you acquired the docks yet?', his mamma asked as she took her usual afternoon tea.

(My pride)

'Non mamma, I don't think we need it',

'Oh orgoglio mio! If all you do is the illegal you won't last very long. Get the shipping company to sell to you, that way you control what comes to the country. And you can easily infiltrate and control the smuggling as well',

He could see it, but he wasn't sure he would have the time to effectively oversee it.

'Mamma, I don't have the time for another venture at the moment. And before you say you'll handle it no, I need you resting mamma. The doctor said so too',

'You paid him to say so, but I wasn't going to suggest I run it. Put Francine to work, her education shouldn't be wasted just on a contract marriage',

'I'll think about it. And Laura?',

'Leave her working the books till you establish the shipping company. Then both of them can run the business, at least the legal aspect. Hosea can of course oversee your shipping',

'I'll think about it mamma. You know I'll never put the girls in harm's way-',

'As you shouldn't', Donovan said from the doorway.

After Luigi bested him he had kept his distance from the famiglia which was totally fine with Luigi.

His mother stood up and bowed to him respectfully making Luigi roll his eyes.

'sedersi!', Luigi gave him a blank stare but said nothing. This was between them.

(Sit)

'Si, would you like to join me for some tea?', she asked as she began setting up another cup for him.