Fallen Angel: A Mafia Romance - Part 1 (Roman Crime Family) Read Online Free Page A

famous rockers before him.
    She knew the game quite well.
    No fucking groupies in your home state. What happened on the road, stayed on the road.
    Yeah, she got it, alright. Didn’t mean she had to like it.
    “Want a drink?”
    “I’d like two Long Islands, please Tony.” Jess answered, turning to the bartender. 
    “On the bands tab, Jess?” Tony asked.
    “Of course.” She smiled at him and winked.
    Tony handed them their drinks. She slammed one back, staring at the girls all over Eric. Amy had joined them. Even from where she was sitting, Jess could see her hands all over Eric’s back.
    She really couldn’t stand that bitch.
    “That dress outlines your bottom nicely.”
    Jess didn’t turn around. She’d recognize that voice anywhere.
    “I’m surprised you came.”
    “And miss the chance to observe your ass with no panty lines?”
    Nick walked up, standing behind her so that her back leaned into his chest.
    “And just so you know, I came several times before I got here, sweetness. Every time I imagined what your lips would feel like around my cock.” He gave her a hooded glance as she felt his semi-erect hardness jut against her back.
    “Besides. I had to size up my competition.”
    He took a sip of his whiskey, staring at Eric with a look she was very uncomfortable with.
    “Umm…you have no competition, Nick.” She hoped he would stop before things got out of hand.
    Nick chuckled.
    “I’m glad you see things my way.”
    “That’s not what I meant and you know it.”
    “What I know is you apparently have bigger things to worry about.” He gestured to Eric and Amy, who had her arms tightly wound around Eric neck. Whose hands rested comfortably on her ass.
    “Now, correct me if I’m wrong, but that’s your man, right? Because it looks like he’s wearing someone else’s brand right now.”
    Jess’s gaze narrowed. She’d seen enough, even more pissed Nick witnessed it. Slamming her empty glass down, she stormed up to them both. She heard Nick, somewhere in the background calling her but ignored him.
    When she reached them, she pushed Amy out of the way, wrapping her arms around Eric. He bent to kiss her, not even noticing her scowl.
    “Hey, baby. This is Amy. Amy, this is my girlfriend Jess.”
    “We know each other, Eric.” Jess frowned.
    “Oh that’s right, Amy works at Takers too. Small world, eh?” Eric laughed, totally oblivious to the tension between the two women. Jesus, he could be a fucking moron when he was drunk. Not to mention high.
    Always a winning combination.
    “How’s it going, Jess?” Amy’s smile was syrupy sweet, celebratory. And as fake as her silicone breasts. Jess resisted the urge to knife her right in the fucking throat.
    Nick walked up, putting his arms around Amy. Jess found herself growing angrier at the sight of the two of them.
    What the hell was this? Why was she feeling more jealous of Nick and Amy, than her own man?
    “Ready to go Amy? My dick is hard and needs your assistance.”
    Amy giggled. “Sure thing, Daddy.”
    Jess looked from Amy to Nick.
    Did this bitch just call him Daddy?
    Daddy ? Really?
    Nick glanced at Jess briefly, acting as if Eric didn’t exist. Eric was too high to even notice the slight. “I’ll leave you to your…boyfriend.” He chuckled at her murderous expression.
    “See ya, kid.”
    Jess stared at the two of them, frowning as they walked away.
     

     
    Nick noticed her reaction and smirked, pleased with himself. He’d watered the little seed he planted.
    Now it was time to watch it grow.

7
     
    “You’ve been quiet, mami . What the fuck’s the matter with you?” Eric stumbled through the apartment door, holding onto Jess for support.
    “How do you know Amy? And could you please explain why the fuck you had your hands on her ass?”
    “Baby, not tonight, please? It’s all part of the game. You know that. I don’t even know that tramp, other than when we went to Takers. She grinded on my dick for an hour. Now