Vinnie: Skin Deep

Chapter 8

Vinnie

“Sir, I’ve got a location on Michael.”

“Where?”

“Las Vegas, Sir.’

My head snapped up and I narrowed my eyes. “What?”

“He’s currently at Mr. Valentino’s hotel. Shall I give him a ring?”

“No, Dimitry. I’ll call myself.”

He nods and steps out of the office. Raising from my chair, I step out into the hallway. What I see has my blood boiling. One of my men is watching Mia from a distance. He's licking his lips as she leans over to fix my coffee. Thinking perverted thoughts.

I slide next to him and whisper. “She’s very beautiful, isn’t she?”

“Yes, boss.”

I turn to him and draw my gun, pressing it to his forehead. He swallowed hard and widened his eyes in fear. “Trust me, look away from her. I catch you looking at her again and I won’t hesitate to put a bullet between your eyes. Do I make myself clear?”

“Y-yes, boss. I-I’m sorry. It won’t happen again.” He stuttered.

“Good. Now, leave the room.”

I fix my gaze on Mia as I tuck my gun back into my suit jacket. She bites her lip as she watches me make my way over to her. I take the cup from her and set it on the table.

“Is everything okay?”

“Yes. Everything is fine now, love.”

I circle an arm around her waist and kiss her. She wraps her arms around my neck and deepens the kiss. Reluctantly, I pull away and tell her. “I found Michael.”

“Really?”

I nod.

“He’s currently hiding in one of Angelo’s hotel rooms. I’m going to inform Angelo to have his hotel searched.”

“What do I do now?”

“You, my love, are going to do nothing. Angelo will have Vito and Matteo retrieve him and deliver him to me.”

“And after?”

“I’ll kill him nice and slow, so he never hurts you again. In the meantime, I’m going to devour you.”

I take her by the hand and lead her to my room.

Mia has become my choice of drug. She's an addiction I can't fight. Her honey-kissed nectar flowing into my mouth while she has her thighs wrapped around my neck. Feeding my habit. Making me crave her even more.

“You, my love, are my choice of drug. The more I taste you, the more I crave you.”

I slipped off my jacket and placed it on the sofa. Mia loosens my tie and slips it over my head. She drops it and works on the buttons of my shirt. She opens the shirt and slides her hands down my chest. I breathe in deeply when she stops above the belt.