Lady Boss (The Spitfire Book 2)(6)

"I'm here for my daughter; if her uncle was watching her like he was supposed to we wouldn't be here.

"Don't start Roberto, you taught the brat how to evade and disappear, I had a hell of a time finding her, that fat fuck held out on me even when I threatened to off his mother, and then we got lucky." He smiled at me like he knew something I didn't. What the fuck?

"Uncle Al you didn't."

"Sure did brat, I would've offed the old bag too if I had to; now what the hell are you doing in Flanagan’s bed, didn't we teach you any better than that?"

"Hey, watch your fucking mouth, the fuck's that supposed to mean?"

"Keep your shorts on young blood, all I meant was that if she's trying to get out of the life then she shouldn't be shacking up with you."

"Yeah Ari, my feelings are hurt, you tormented your poor old man for years about this life and now you're hooked up with mini me." Her father gave her a sulky look, some mafia boss he was.

I know one thing, if these fuck didn't stop insulting me I was gonna pop a cap in somebody's ass, preferably the uncle's. I still didn't like him being all cozy with my girl, but that was for later. Right now I had more important things to deal with.

"What's going on with you and the Staccos?"

I faced the two of them, arms folded, face stern so they knew I meant business, I may be younger than they are, but this was still my territory and they had broken into my place, we all knew the only reason they were still breathing was because of my woman.

"I told you already, they put a hit out on me."

"Yeah but where does things stand now, how're you handling this shit and how the fuck do we get Mouth out of the middle of this fuckery?"

"Mouth, that's what you call her, that's perfect."

"Dad zip it."

"See, always was a mouthy little thing you sure you can handle her Flanagan, of course I have yet to give my blessing, we're gonna have to have a sit down when this is all over."

"I hear what you're saying she's your daughter, but understand when I took her to my bed I didn't know that, now it makes no difference to me, she's mine."

"Shane,....I can't believe you just told my dad that we went to bed together, what are you new?" She put her face in her palm and shook her head.

Before I could answer her there was a crashing sound and Michael and Anthony bounded through the door, guns drawn.

Pretty soon there were six guns pointing in two directions.

"Mouth, where the fuck did you get that gun? Put that thing away."

Okay, I knew about the shooting incident with my little brother the fuck, but seeing how smoothly she drew her weapon, the familiar ease with which she held it, didn't sit too well with me. My wife shouldn't be handling guns. Fuck no.

"The fuck Shane, we've been calling you for ten minutes."

Shit, I forgot all about them.

"Put the guns away boys, we've got company."

"Fuck.....you're Roberto Rossi...and you're Alphonso Rossi......" Trust Tony to know who they were, he was almost as bad as Mouth with the mob trivia.

"Wait a minute, Arianna...you're Arianna fucking Rossi Mouth? Oh shit, she's like royalty." Mikey was having an Oprah moment or some shit. "Wait 'til I tell ma about this."

Oh fuck.

"Nobody's telling ma about anything, now if you two girls would like to come in and close the door we've got some shit to deal with, it seems Stacco is after Arianna as well."

"What the fuck for?" Mikey bristled.

"Can I finish ...apparently the Staccos and some other faction from Rossi’s territory has decided to combine their efforts to overthrow not only Rossi's organization, but ours as well, they want to head the west coast families together.

In order to do that they need to get rid of both of us. They think they've already taken out the old man, so I'm the only thing standing in their way, except to take over Rossi's side of things they need his only heir, which would be Mouth.

The plan is for Carlo Stacco to force her into marriage against her will if necessary, take over, and run things in her name. So now things have escalated, I want to know where that fuck is yesterday, it's just become personal."

"What the fuck was it before Shane?"

"Business Mikey, now my woman's involved, I'm gonna cap that bitch ass motherfucker right after I cut his fucking dick off."

Mouth who had been unusually quiet throughout my tirade rolled her eyes at me. I scowled at her in an obvious message of keep out of it, but did crazy mob girl listen, of course not.

"Take it easy there Joe Bonano, don't go off half cocked...."

"Mouth."

"No hear me out, I've been working this for months, ever since they hit my dad." She gave him a scathing look.