Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 45

Chapter 45: He Is Getting Impatient

"Are you ready?" Marco asked quietly.

"Can one ever be ready to be sold?"

His jaw tightened. "You are not getting sold tonight. And don’t say it like that."

"Okay," she sighed, tipping her head back against the seat. "Being paraded like cattle then. Oh look at her teeth. Oh let’s see if she is healthy enough for all the fun things we have planned for her." She winced. "Do you think he checks expiration dates?"

"Come on," he muttered. "He is getting impatient."

"God forbid the big bad dog waits a few more minutes." She pushed the door open and stepped out just as Marco did.

Valentina shivered. He resisted the urge to drape his jacket over her shoulders. Bastardi would read that as weakness or possession. Either could cost them.

They walked toward Bastardi together. Marco kept his posture relaxed, shoulders loose, face neutral.

"There is the star girl," Bastardi said enthusiastically, pushing off his car. His smile was wide and hungry.

"I like her," Bastardi continued, eyes roaming without shame.

Marco stepped subtly closer.

Bastardi raised his hands. "Relax. I am a gentleman. Tonight is just a look. A conversation." His gaze flicked back to Valentina. "We get to know each other."

Valentina stood stiffly beside Marco, her chin lifted. Her hands were clenched at her sides, nails biting into her palms.

She didn’t bother giving Bastardi a response.

Marco noticed everything. The way Bastardi’s men spread out just enough to be threatening. The way Bastardi’s eyes lingered too long, measuring, calculating, stripping value into numbers and leverage.

"When did you start checking out merchandise, Bastardi?" Marco asked.

Bastardi smirked.

"Since the last pick up didn’t go so smoothly."

Marco arched a brow in a silent touché. 𝐟𝚛𝕖𝚎𝕨𝗲𝐛𝚗𝐨𝐯𝐞𝕝.𝐜𝗼𝗺

"So she is a virgin uhn?" Bastardi asked.

Valentina’s jaw locked. She stared straight ahead, refusing to give him the satisfaction of flinching.

Bastardi stepped closer.

Too close.

His finger slid down Valentina’s cheek. Her disgust was immediate and unfiltered. She recoiled, letting out a scoff.

The move earned Bastardi a chuckle.

Then he circled behind her.

Marco saw it coming and still didn’t move fast enough.

Bastardi’s hand grabbed her ass.

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