Free Dangerous Beauty: Part Two: A Mafia Princess by Michelle Hardin Page A

more understanding than you think.”
    They broke their hug, and Carter smiled at him. “You are the most amazing man Alessandro Salerno.” She kissed him on the cheek “Now sit back down while I finish my hugs,” she commanded in a teasing tone.
    “As you wish, princess,” he said sweetly with a bow.
    Carter giggled and did a quick spin, turning toward the most challenging Original, Bruno. The class clown and the complete opposite of his quiet, laid-back son, Dante. Carter sighed, clasped her hands together, and narrowed her eyes on Bruno. “Go ahead, Bruno.”
    Bruno chuckled. “Why must you always assume I have something mean to say?”
    Carter pursed her lips. “Because you do always have something mean to say, Bruno.”
    Bruno feigned offense and gasped. “I do not!” he said, his hand on his chest, and Carter tried not to smile. “I would never. Now you have to apologize to me for two things.”
    Carter laughed. “So you want your apology, huh?”
    Bruno nodded. “I do. I was very much stressed yesterday when you tried to kill me …”
    Carter laughed louder.
    “I can’t even concentrate now on the very important financial work I have to do for business in Vegas.” He let out an exaggerated sigh. “If only I knew a math genius who could do this work ten times faster than I can. That genius would definitely get first pick of the new line coming to my jewelry store next w—”
    “For free?” Carter asked with raised eyebrows. Because she would definitely become the genius he needed if that were the case. Bruno had the best jewelry at his boutique in Las Vegas. Nathan had gotten her some of her best diamonds there.
    A wicked smile appeared on Bruno’s face, and he nodded his head. Carter squealed, ran to him, and hugged him tight. He laughed.
    “You’re the best hustler in Vegas, Bruno,” Carter said with a sigh.
    Bruno chuckled. “I resent that. I’m not a hustler— I’m a business man.”
    Carter leaned back and pushed him until he fell back on the couch, laughing. “Business man, hustler— same thing, Bruno. You know that,” she said with a wink. “Now, if you’ll excuse me …” Carter locked eyes with Cesare Valente and smiled her sexiest smile. “… I need to have a talk with my sugar daddy.”
    The men burst into laughter. Cesare put his hands up as if it would keep Carter from advancing on him and fell back in his seat, shaking his head.
    Carter licked her lips and smoothed her hands down her pants. She adjusted her shirt to show a little cleavage and slowly removed the hair tie holding her long hair, never taking her eyes from his. His sky blue eyes were bright with amusement, and that sly Cesare Valente smile was ever-present on his drop-dead gorgeous face.
    There are some things that need to be understood about Cesare Valente. Carter had never in her entire life crushed so hard on a man over the age of forty until she had the pleasure of becoming acquainted with Cesare Valente.
    When she had first met him, she could tell it was difficult for him to look at her or talk to her. Carter was positive it was because of Anastacia, but she quickly got to the point of not giving a shit. She had desperately wanted to get to know Kyle and Mickey’s dad, so she’d pretty much bulldozed her way into the man’s life and made him love her. It hadn’t taken Carter long to fall deeply in lust with Cesare. He was, hands down, the sexiest man to have ever walked this planet. His voice was silk, his crooked smile was sly, and there was a constant wicked smile ever present in those ridiculously beautiful eyes of his. Oh God his eyes! He had natural bedroom eyes. He constantly looked as if he was ready to screw.
    Now, Carter loved Nathan Salerno with her entire heart— and her fiancé was hot as all hell. She wanted to marry him and have adorable Salerno babies with her dangerously sexy, blonde, Italian-Russian Zeus of a man. But there was no way in hell he could ever have expected her to be