It doesn’t take lengthy to catch his gaze.

He stares, head tilted. His brows knit, contemplating. His eyes are darkish brown and my coronary heart races as he licks his lips, not bothering to faux like he’s not checking me out. He lingers on the cross. And doubtless on my tits. Then he’s making severe eye contact once more.

“Are you right here alone?” he asks.

Even supposing he’s eye-fucking me so exhausting I’m mainly pregnant at this level, it takes a second to grasp what he means. “Uh, yeah, simply me.”

“I’m Saul. My buddy is Dante.”

“Good to fulfill you,” I say.

Dante simply nods and doesn’t look .

However Saul can’t appear to look away.

He’s good-looking. Absurdly good-looking. Just like the form of good-looking I do know exists within the summary however I’ve by no means really seen it earlier than. High-quality cheekbones, lips carved from marble, and layers of muscle beneath that fancy swimsuit. It’s nearly exhausting to have a look at. The distinction between him and the scratched-up bar is painful. I cross my legs and sip my wine. He watches my mouth the entire time.

“That is going to sound like a pick-up, however I’m genuinely curious. Do you come right here usually?”

I strive to not smile.

I’m going to rob him tonight.

Both that, or I’m going to puke on his sneakers.

I haven’t determined which one but.

Chapter 2

Saul

This fucking bar was not well worth the blood it took to get it.

One full week of combating: intermittent brawls, a few shootings, and three lifeless Irishmen earlier than they lastly retreated and ceded the block to us. Seems, there’s not a lot right here. Residential homes, a butcher’s store and this place. The Sterling Duck. It makes the everyday Philly dive appear to be a palace. I’m going to burn my sneakers and purchase ten new fits after I get house simply to ensure the stink of this place doesn’t comply with me again.

Besides there’s the woman. She doesn’t belong. I deliberate on having a drink, letting everybody within the place perceive that the order of the world has modified and so they now reside in Rossi Famiglia territory, besides there she was.

Tight black gown, legs like heaven, a cross dangling between full breasts, lips fluffier than clouds, thick auburn hair, massive inexperienced eyes. She’s not the sort of woman I’d convey again to my brother, Don Renzo, however I can’t assist however really feel a sudden and intense attraction.

I attempt to hold it beneath wraps. Dante’s right here with me, and whereas we’re pals, he’s nearer with Renzo, and he’ll report again if I do one thing silly. However since when was taking a woman house silly?

I’m fairly positive she’s a hooker. Why else would a woman like her be in a spot like this? However for some purpose, that solely makes me extra fascinated by her. I don’t trouble with working women—however sleeping with knowledgeable with out paying looks like an attention-grabbing problem.

“Do you come right here usually?” I ask, which is an terrible line, however this woman doesn’t belong. The Sterling Duck is a mud stain; she’s like clear linen. I wish to wrap myself round her and style each inch of her beautiful fucking pores and skin. I’m half exhausting her thighs, and if she strikes just a bit bit extra, I’m going to catch a glimpse of what’s between her legs. That gown was made for a membership, not for an Irish mafia bar.

“Probably not,” she admits, trying nervous, and for a second I feel possibly I used to be fallacious, possibly she’s actually not a prostitute. However possibly she’s simply good at her job. “My cousin hangs round right here, and my uncle used to drink right here lots again within the day, however—” She stops herself and takes a sip of wine.

“I’m going to guess that your cousin gained’t be coming right here anymore.” I lean nearer to her and do my greatest to keep up eye contact. In any other case, I’m going to leer at her like an absolute pervert. She shifts a little bit in her chair and I can’t inform if she’s excited or nervous. Most likely each. “The order of issues has modified considerably on this neighborhood.”

“Saul,” Dante chides. He sounds bored. “Don’t be a dick.”

I shrug and tilt my head towards her. “What’s your identify?”

“Molly,” she says. I like the best way she talks. Her voice is barely low, nearly sultry, however with a fairly girlish lilt. I catch sight of white tooth and a pink tongue. “And what do you imply, the order of issues has modified?” She sounds genuinely curious.

“Nothing it is advisable to fear about.” I shift onto the stool separating us. I’m in my ingredient now and on the hunt. I like this second, the little playful banter, the teasing, the flirting, the uncertainty, all earlier than the kill. More often than not, that is the very best a part of any encounter with the alternative intercourse. The fucking’s enjoyable and all that, however these are the very best moments, feeling one another out and doing that little forwards and backwards dance. It’s not one thing I get into all that usually, however each every now and then, I permit myself an indulgence.

She leans again like she’s afraid of being too near me, however she doesn’t stand up. I catch Dante rolling his eyes. He’s not going to cease me although.

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