Total pages in book: 7
Estimated words: 6591 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 33(@200wpm)___ 26(@250wpm)___ 22(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 6591 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 33(@200wpm)___ 26(@250wpm)___ 22(@300wpm)
That’s when I noticed an older man staring at me. Staring hard. He’s staring at me as though he can see through me. He raises his glass of whiskey in my direction, jutting up his chin at me. His dark hair has silver flecks sprinkled in, and he is giving off major zaddy vibes. I try to ignore him as the evening goes on, but it is impossible. Everywhere I go, he tracks me with his eyes. When I move to leave the room, I can feel him following me. I get out into the hallway and step into an alcove. I am not at all surprised when he joins me there.
“Is there something I can help you with, sir?“ I ask coquettishly.
“There may be something you can help me with, Miss?”
“Canton.”
“Miss Canton, I can’t help noticing that you’re here alone. Would you like to remedy that?”
What the hell does this guy think he is? Sure, he’s hot, but good looks can only get you so far.
Why do I want him to follow me?
CHAPTER
TWO
Ray
I stared at her from across the room until I moved closer to her. She’s even more beautiful than I thought she was from afar. I shouldn’t even be here, to be honest. I’m a doctor who specializes in emergency surgery. Feel bad about not having a Valentine this year, among other things. I’m actually on call tonight. Therefore, being in a tuxedo, it’s not my idea of fun; it never has been. I grew up in Queens and wasn't rich, but I wasn’t poor either. My Pops was a jack of all trades for the Vitali family. Yes, those Vitali’s. Crime pays when you are affiliated with the Vitali’s. We lived on their estate in a humble house that my mother still takes pride into this day. Pops does whatever Alberto, Senior, and Fabrizio tell him to do, and he’s happy with that arrangement. You don’t know how many times I’ve offered to retire them to Florida, but death is the only way out of this life. I know it could be so much worse given the other crime families, and the way that they do business, but at some point, I’d like to see my sixty-five-year-old parents take it easy.
Not even I am immune to the Vitali power. I’m the doctor they go to see when there can’t be any cops involved, which is 100% of the time. I’ve treated the common cold all the way up all the way up to emergency surgery in my parent's living room. It’s not all removing bullets, but I would say that’s at least ninety percent of it. Against the law not to report gunshot wounds, but I do what I have to do, and they pay me handsomely for it. Without me on the payroll, I know there would be more casualties, and that’s how I justify it. That’s how I justify breaking my oath, and the law in order to keep people safe. My day job at the hospital allows me access to the things that I need. We just got to the point where I’ve set up a small surgery on the Vitali compound to keep the blood out of my mother’s carpet, which I know she appreciates.
At forty-two years old, I’ve never wanted something or someone as much as the girl in the gold dress. She’s younger than me, twenty or more years but that doesn’t matter. I can’t help but imagine her draped in nothing but gold jewelry, gilding her out for my eyes only. She has this air of innocence about her that I want to debauch.
When I walk over to her, she looks at me like I’m insane. She is making me thus.
“Is there something I can help you with, sir?” she asks, her voice sultry, hitting me straight in the balls. My cock hardens painfully in my slacks. I can’t even remember the last time my cock got hard. Was it really three years ago? The war between the Vitalis and their allies against their enemies has been prolonged.
“There may be something you can help me with, Miss?“ I ask, needing to know her name. I need to know whose name I will be shouting as I fill her with my seed. For some reason, this girl makes me want to breed her. I want her to give me sons to carry on my name. This viscerality with which I want this is intense.
“Canton.”
“Miss Canton, I can’t help noticing that you’re here alone. Would you like to remedy that?“ I wait with bated breath until she answers.
“Yes,” she whispers.
I step more into her space, crowding her. Her eyes widen like she has no idea what’s about to happen, and for some reason that makes me even. A crowd her until her back is against the wall. She gasps, and I take this opportunity to kiss her. The moment our lips touch, I groan in delight.