The devil's bride

ce Francesca one night at Club Venom. Granted, she only got in because the men working the door that night knew her uncle and were scared of the name. Later, I made

a stripper for your bachelor party,

onto the back patio. He makes a

, Pop, put on so

the imposing physique he had as a younger man. But, I mean,

f mine?" Vito grins, tossing back his Fernet a

eak male form in that fuckin' banana

g for everyone in your life that has

s his head, noticing the Sinatra playing sof

on these little playdates of yours? I'm gonna walk out here one o

tasizing abou

s old timey shit is solid gold Sinatra. You should get some m

ther gets to his feet. "Yea

as we watch his father amble insi

to wear one of those things," Carmine si

s have just been all o

of the lounger. "So, anything?" I shake my

marrying Aria Black, Ca

ake Frederick Black for everything we could. Yes,

im, and I'm the only one offering cement and

Frederick are no longer viable. I've been looking at angles for putting the squeeze on him anyway

at uses much more colorful language. So the odds of using my marriage to Te

lly- a favor by marrying her. Now that it's

leverage and the power. Not, of course

armine winces as his eyes snap to mine. "I mean

mpest fucking Black?" He

hit c

grins. "Tempestuo

rrible sense of style." Carmine sighs. "Dude

ie, fitted, with the top two buttons of his dre

. Even you can't s

uld be tightened up a half inch, and there is absolutely no reason you shoul

shakes his head at me. "You're a f

all set to commiserate with you about having to tie the kn

these trying times I was l

out of shape about Tempest. I mean, yeah, she's...rough around the edges. But, bonu

den and James fucking Black. Who would happily stab me in

nversation wou

all right, I'm done." He clears his

. "Excu

Cute face. Fantastic ass."

ctly would th

ng to marry

ly hitched and you tell her she can do whatever she wants bec

the one I felt at the idea of me "hiring a gardener" cre

nd man, crazy chicks?" Carmy whistles wolfishly

g I've been glaring a laser hole right th

, you go

ead. "Yeah, fine. Ju

have a cure for that. It st

lor party, my

aches over, clapping me on the shoulder. "I mean," he winks. "Throw as