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Filed to story: The Mafia Boss’s Regret (Ava & Dante) Ava Voss pressing her lips to mine was in breach of rule number two. I’d known it wasn’t something I could handle, yet like an idiot I’d let my dick guide me. It hadn’t killed me, but fuck, it felt like it. I was more…

Filed to story: The Mafia Boss’s Regret (Ava & Dante) A frustrated noise came from inside. One lone black man was at the pump, filling up his old beater. A gas can sat on the oil-stained concrete; the one I had watched him fill while Ava was inside getting fucking groped. I grabbed the container…

Filed to story: The Mafia Boss’s Regret (Ava & Dante) My eyes widened. “What?” “He was shot tonight. Though, maybe you aren’t so concerned about that as you are about who drives you home.” I frowned. Turning around, I was frustrated enough with his barb that I forgot Dante stood so close. I bumped into…

Filed to story: The Mafia Boss’s Regret (Ava & Dante) Something about the relentless heat and watching Dante wipe the sweat off his neck with the collar of his t-shirt made a warm haze permeate the corners of my mind. A fan whirled near the door. A baseball game filtered out the open window of…

Filed to story: The Mafia Boss’s Regret (Ava & Dante) I tried to catch my breath and collect myself while they talked for a moment. I slipped my bikini top off under my dress-it was worthless now. I wasn’t a girl who could go without a bra. Not to Benito’s standards, but close. I’d have…

Filed to story: The Mafia Boss’s Regret (Ava & Dante) I felt like a fish out of water, and by the way my two cousins stood by me, eyeing the place with their hands in their pockets, I imagined they felt the same way. I’d met a few of the women who occupied the booths,…

Filed to story: The Mafia Boss’s Regret (Ava & Dante) “Fine, prude.” I let the door close quietly. I hadn’t known my nickname was so popular until I’d met the Morettis. I wondered if that’s what everyone believed-that the Candy Voss was easy and sweet about it. My stomach turned. I didn’t care so much…

Filed to story: The Mafia Boss’s Regret (Ava & Dante) With his back pressed against the door, he held it open, his hands in his pockets. His stare was edged with something heated-maybe annoyance. He didn’t want to be out here with me. The Candy Voss would have considered his feelings. I didn’t have to…

Filed to story: The Mafia Boss’s Regret (Ava & Dante) Not you I smiled, but then his phone pinged and it fell from my lips. I stared. Who was he? Benito? The image was of a woman, naked. Blond hair, coy smile, big breasts. Jenny. I glanced at him to see he was only waiting…

Filed to story: The Mafia Boss’s Regret (Ava & Dante) I didn’t know if he had slowed, or if this moment was so significant I was experiencing it in slow motion, but it quieted, the sound of my ragged breaths filling the alley. A slight breeze made its way through the sliver of space between…