Page 18 of Unexpected Allies


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Kole opened the arms of the brotherhood to Andre, who eagerly accepted. Andre didn’t know it yet, but Kole had every intention of making a made man. This was a high honor and Andre had earned it.

Mila’s gasp filled the air as Andre drove them down the tree-lined driveway. His home away from the city, was deep in the suburbs, but offered the convenience of working in the city. It was an escape away from the life of crime and gave him peace of mind. This was his sanctuary. Only those close to him had the privilege of being inviting to his home. He kept an apartment in the city when he was unable to get home.

Mila’s face was plastered to the window as his home came into view.

“I wouldn’t have expected something like this for you,” she murmured.

His heart skipped a beat at the sound of her voice. Her accent did something to him, and he loved every time she said his name. Only tonight, he had plans to have her scream it.

“What is that supposed to mean? I can’t have a beautiful home?” It was hard to keep his face straight as he joked with her.

“What? No, I mean—” she stammered. Her eyes cut to him, and even inside the dark car, he could see her embarrassment.

Hmm, he thought to himself, intrigued even more by her. She’s not just a hardened mafia mistress.

His eyes dropped to her dress again, and looking at her curves, he knew that she was all woman. One he couldn’t wait to peel out of the white lace dress.

“I’m just kidding with you.” He laughed to put her out of her misery, just as Andre pulled the car up to the garage.

“Well, it’s beautiful,” she claimed.

“I’ll give you a tour of it. It’s my pride and joy.”

Andre opened the door for Mila and assisted her out. Kole, not wanting to wait, exited the car on his side. The garage spotlight shined down on Mila, showcasing her beauty. His breathe caught in his throat as he watched her walk around the car and came to his side.

“Do you want me to put the car up?” Andre’s deep, baritone voice broke through his thoughts.

“Please.” Kole nodded. “We’re not going anywhere tonight. When Denis and the others arrive, I want this place on lockdown.”

“Yes, sir.” Andre nodded as he jogged back to the driver’s door. Kole knew that Andre would patrol the perimeter of the property before settling in to wait for the others.

“Shall we?” Kole offered his arm to Mila. Her smaller hand wrapped around his arm as a small smile played on her lips.

“Such the gentleman,” she murmured as they walked toward the enclosed porch. He opened the door and allowed her to pass in front of him.

“I’ve been called many things, but I’m not sure gentleman has been one of them,” he stated.

“Oh?” She turned around with a raised eyebrow.

He brushed past her, making sure that his body connected with hers. He knew she was attracted to him, just by the way her eyes darkened as she looked at him. He knew he’d been elusive with her every time she mentioned Meg. He would torture her a little while longer and let her think that Meg and he were an item.

This woman had morals. Imagine that, a mafia soldier who had morals. He could tell as long as she thought that he and Meg where an item, she wouldn’t act on what was between them. He could respect that.

He entered the keyless entry code to the house and opened the door for her.

“Ladies first,” he murmured.

“See, you can be a gentleman.” She smiled as she walked past him into the kitchen. She brushed past him, her shoulder connecting with his chest, and he held back a growl. The seductive scent of her perfume lingered in the air.

His phone rang, breaking the spell that Mila had cast him in.

“What?” he snapped as he answered.

“It’s me. Just wanted to make sure you made it safe,” Corneal’s concerned voice answered.

“Yeah, we’re good.” He waved Mila to follow him. He led her into the family room, needing a drink. A tall, stiff one. She entered the room and brushed past him, going straight for the wet bar.

The woman read his mind.

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