My Masters' Nightmare Season 1, Episode 7 Connections Read Online Free PDF Page A

the more women the
better.” I glanced at Sophia. “No offense, bella. ”
    She frowned, not seeming to
approve.
    Amused by her expression, I put an arm
around Alberto’s shoulders. “Let’s go catch up on what’s been
happening while I’ve been slaving hard over my studies.”
    “ I can’t imagine you studying
anything other than porn.”
    I laughed. “ So true.” I glanced back at
Sophia one more time, then walked off with Alberto, wondering what
she would look like under me.
    Alberto and I stopped as our father exited
the passageway that led onto his study. He was sixty-two and looked
like an older version of Alberto: heavy set with rough features,
just with the addition of winkles and a permanent scowl, which was
now directed at my brother.
    “ Where are you going?” he said,
staring Alberto down.
    Alberto dropped his gaze. “Just
catching up with Frano.”
    “ Have you finished with
that slave?”
    “ No, I passed her onto
Raphael.”
    “ I told you to break
her!”
    Alberto flinched. “She doesn’t like
me.”
    “ Of course she doesn’t, stupido , she’s a slave, and once you start a job you must finish
it.”
    “ Mi dispiace ,” he apologized. “I will go
tell Raphael.” He smiled sadly at me. “Sorry, Frano, I will see you
later tonight when I’m finished.”
    I nodded, watching as he left, his
shoulders slumped over. I turned back to our father. “Why is he
training slaves?”
    “ It’s only one, and he was
becoming distracted, so I thought this could focus him.” My father
placed a hand on my shoulder. “It’s good to see you home,
son.”
    I smiled. “It’s good to be
back.”
    He gave my shoulder a gentle squeeze and
lifted his chin in the direction of the lounge. “Have you met
Jagger’s girlfriend?”
    “ S ì , she’s beautiful, they make a lovely
couple.”
    “ I disagree. I thought he would
have enough sense than to ask a Salvi over.”
    “ She’s a
Salvi?”
    “ Unfortunately. That famiglia is bad
news.”
    I nodded, understanding what my father was
saying. The Salvi don had once been friends with my father, but
something had happened between them that my father refused to talk
about. Still, I was surprised that he had allowed Sophia to set
foot inside the house, considering how much he disliked
them.
    My father squeezed my
shoulder again. “Have you been having fun in America?”
    I laughed. “Fun? I’ve been working hard at
my studies.”
    “So, you’re telling me you haven’t been
sowing your wild oats? Because, I must say, I would be disappointed
in you, if you didn
’
t at least ruin some
American
figa
,” he said,
smiling.
    I returned his smile. “I have a different
woman for each day of the week. Monday is a blonde, Tuesday is a
brunette, Wednesday is a redhead, and oh, I have twins for
Thursday. You get the picture.”
    He laughed. “That’s my boy. And, tonight
you will be meeting with the Rosso girl.”
    My smile dropped. “Now, why would I
want to ruin my first day back?”
    “ You know why,
Frano.”
    “ Father, I have no desire
to marry her, nor any other female for that matter.”
    “ You don’t have a choice, son; we
need to join the families together to make a stronger unit. Don
Donatelli is pressuring me again, and I’m sick of butting heads
with him. Yesterday, I sent him a present of one of his messenger’s
heads, telling the bastardo that if he tried pressuring me again, the next time it’ll be his
head .”
    “ That’s a sign of
war.”
    “ No, it’s a warning. Though, we
would be in the midst of war if it wasn’t for the Padre and his twin
calming the waters. However, the situation is still precarious, so
I want to guarantee that the Rosso famiglia are behind us, which means you must marry
Angelica.”
    “ She is not my taste in women;
she’s too prissy and annoying. Can’t you find someone
else?”
    “ Like that bitch Camila
Donatelli?”
    I smiled. “ S ì , I like the look of her, and if you want the
Donatelli