Fucking The Mafia ♥️Complete♥️

Chapter 17

After the talk with my dad it seemed as though a weight was lifted off my shoulders and I walked around much more freely than I had previously, a welcome change to feeling like I had to constantly sneak around.

"Let me know when you get your new shipment in, I have some use for it... Oh I got my hands on some really good, really rare bottles, you interested?" Valentino sat across from me after we had concluded our deal.

I took a sip from my glass as I raised an eyebrow. He always found the most unique liquors and with the way he praised his new find, I knew it was good.

"Course. Though it will be for my personal collection." I replied, smile on my face as he wrote some information on a spare card and slid it across the table.

I glanced at it, lip twitching in a smirk before burning the card and dropping it into the bucket filled with ice and a bottle of champagne. I pulled out my phone, tapping a few times before looking up.

"Done." His phone went off shortly after and his smile widened.

"I'll have it personally delivered to you." We finished our meal before parting ways, both official and unofficial meeting having been completed as well as a prospective deal being agreed upon.

I slung the bags over my shoulder, making my way out of the restaurant and into the car waiting by the curb.

"Where too next?" West asked from the driver's seat.

Though my dad said he was okay with it, he still didn't take any chances and I had begun to have an extra person with me on most runs. Today was West because we had a few messy jobs to deal with that would require the expert at cleaning things up.

"To the house. Have to drop this shit off before heading out." I stated, pulling out my phone and distracting myself with a game as he drove.

"Yo. New shit just came in!" I yelled as I came inside the house, dropping the duffel bags onto the floor and turning back towards the door.

"Armani!" Diego's reminder entered my ears before I could even reach the door.

"Yes, I fucking know!" I yelled back, only to be scolded two seconds later.

"Language!"

"Sorry Dad!" I closed the door behind me after yelling and made my way back to the car.

"Are we making our rounds at the clubs now Boss?" West asked after I had entered the car and fastened my seatbelt.

"Mm." I made a sound of approval, head otherwise still in my phone as I sent a few messages to the girls.

After doing my rounds and cleaning a few messes, I got the drop at Armani's which ended up going smoother than normal.

"Update?" Dom asked as we logged in the new merch I had brought in.

"Armani wasn't a bitch this time so that's a plus. He wants a piece of the new product so send your brother over some time soon to work something out. He's also making moves that we need to talk about, maybe work something out with him. It could be beneficial." I explained.

He nodded along then stopped writing for a bit. "How'd the rounds go?" He questioned.

Since all of the bullshit that went down, we had taken to doing random checks to make sure we wouldn't run into and further problems. It was effective, though loyal personnel never ceased to fail us thus far.

"Good. Had to hire new management down on Broadway and correct staff on 15th but I'm sure we'll have no more problems in the future. West was a big help." I smiled and he shook his head, picking up a book to write down this new information.