Book 2✔️ Between The Mafias

6. The one where Papa met the Italian

Leonardo was talking loudly on his phone in Italian. Behind him, Matteo was carrying a big bag of what I assumed to be whiskey bottles into the house. The bag gave away the store name where Ivan bought whiskeys from the nearby liquor store the last time Max was here.

Leonardo finally looked at us. "Listen, Max, I got to go. We'll continue this later."

He's talking to Max?

"Emilie I'm sorry about that. Mr. Dubois, again, I'm sorry about barging in unannounced." He walked confidently towards us. I stood up and introduced him to Papa and Celia.

"So everything's okay with Max? I didn't know he speaks Italian." I asked him, carefully threading my words knowing Papa was listening. From the corner of my eye, I could see that Papa was watching me. He was trying to figure out who Leonardo was to me.

"Yes fluently, at just the curse words. Max was bugging me, so I told him that you got hugs from three shirtless cowboys when we arrived. Safe to say he was livid. He'll be calling you tonight, so be prepared." He shrugged but definitely enjoying himself above Max's fury.

Oh, Fuck...

Papa was laughing hard now. I could even see tears in his eyes.

Seriously?

"Thank you, Papa seemed that Max's wrath upon me pleases you."

"Leonardo, come join us boys on the patio and bring those damn whiskeys with you. My daughters will prepare dinner for us."

It didn't take long before Celia finally cornered me and asked about Leonardo. She had words from the girls, about an Italian mob boss that was hot on my tail. She shrieked when I told her that indeed, Leonardo was the one my girls were talking about.

"You lucky bitch!" She shoved her elbow to my side and giggled so hard that I worried she might pee in her pants.

"Right, so let's get cooking before my ears start to bleed from Max's wrath tonight, okay?"

An hour into my cooking my phone started to ring. I sighed. I could see Leonardo tilt his lips to a devious smirk. The man watched me from the patio, knowing exactly that it was Max who was on the other line.

"Celia, I need to get this. Just continue stirring it should be done in a couple of minutes. Then, I'll help you set up the table, okay?" She nodded and smiled looking at Max's name on my phone.

"Hey, Max." I greeted them while walking towards my room. I braced myself for his jealousy.

"Don't Max me, Barbie. I'm hard at work here, busting my ass off while you're ranching away, hugging shirtless cowboys?"

I smiled to myself, liking his possessive streak as I closed the door behind me.

"Yeah, again, I already explained this to Leonardo. This is how it's done here at the ranch, and those guys are like my brothers. Anyway, Papa was asking for you." I retorted, trying to divert his anger to guilt though I know my man is stubborn as fuck.

"Don't try to change the subject, baby mama. Look, I fucking miss you so much. And I can't fucking find this guy quick enough. Just please stop hugging half-naked guys when I'm not around, okay?"

Aww... I love it when he calls me baby mama.

"So that means, I get permission with hugging half-naked guys as long as you're there with me. Is that what you're saying? I'm a hormonal pregnant woman, Ken. I miss my baby daddy. I'm so fucking horny like you wouldn't believe. So don't fucking start telling me what to do and what not to do. I'm done here. Goodbye!" I ended his call. I was so frustrated with him.