Wife of a Mob Boss Ch. 02 - Sex Stories

Wife of a Mob Boss Ch. 02

... lingered and begged me to continue until it ended. “Just hurry back.” She commanded.

“I will.”

I took three different cab rides to get to the drop point and three more to return to the hotel just to make sure I wasn’t followed. The envelope was just where it was supposed to be. Aside from a few homeless, no one was there that drew my attention. On the second cab ride back to the hotel, I flipped through the documents. Driver’s licenses, social security cards, bank accounts, passports, birth certificates… Lorenzo’s contact was thorough. Assuming they were all valid and accurate, all they were missing now was money to disappear.

Things were falling into place. I could see a way through. I could see a future. Arriving back at the hotel, I breathed easier for the first time since the shooting began. Then I saw our hotel door was partially open.

Chapter Seven

It was dark by the time I made it back to the hotel room. With my gun drawn, I kicked open the door and knew instantly what had happened. Part of me wondered if I always knew in the back of my head. I just didn’t want to admit it. Marlene was gone. No one was there. And one of the beds was knocked to the side as if there was a struggle.

They had taken her. They had taken her.

Kicking the other bed into the wall, I cursed, “Fucking Lorenzo!”

He set this up. He was the only one who could have tracked the phone to our location. He placed the package far away to create a window to get Marlene.

It was ...

... Lorenzo. It was Lorenzo!

As if the trader piece of shit himself had heard his thoughts, the phone started ringing. I shot up with my gun at the ready. It took a minute of searching for the phone to see that it had been thrown into the corner of the room. There were eighteen missed calls over the last hour from Lorenzo’s number. I answered in rage, not caring about the possible ramifications.

“Don’t go! Did you go? Michael, it’s a trap. Are you there?” Lorenzo yelled breathlessly before I could even speak.

“You sold us out, you piece of fucking shit!” I screamed into the phone.

“I didn’t have a choice,” Lorenzo said. His voice was tired and strained. Like he was exhausted, injured, or both.

“The fuck you didn’t! You coward. They took her! They knew exactly where we were. They broke in and took her from the hotel. I swear to god I’m going to find you…”

“They had found us. I was with Caterina, Tommasco’s daughter, from his previous marriage. They used her as leverage. I couldn’t let them hurt her,” Lorenzo said.

I sneered, not wanting to believe it and even wondering if I cared.

“And how are you calling me now if you were taken?” I replied.

“The Greeks made a mistake. I was able to get free and escape with Tommasco’s daughter. We’re driving to a safe house now. That’s why they didn’t kill Marlene. Without Tommasco’s daughter as a hostage, they need Marlene to keep the rest of the operation working smoothly. The Greeks are after our distribution. They ...