Loving Leo (The Romanovsky Brothers Book 3) by Trevion Burns Read Free Book Online Page B

Tony a look.  “I mean Rome knows.  What do you mean, what do I mean?  He knows, Pop.  He knows.  He knows.”
    “How?”
    “He had my mug shot in his hand tonight.  In the study.  He wouldn’t tell me where he got it, but my money’s on Angie Colt.”
    “Goddamn it.  King said he got rid of everything in her office.”
    “Yeah, well, he didn’t.”
    “Watch your tone with me.”
    “Watch my tone ?” Val laughed, but instead of lighting him up, it curled his lips.  “Rome knows, Angie knows, and whoever put that mug shot in Angie’s hand?  They know it too.  God only knows where she got it.  Who from.  Our family is about to be torn to shreds, Pop, and you’re worried about my tone ?”
    Tony stood tall, closing in on him with a finger pointed.  “You made the choice to climb into bed with Zoey.  Your irresponsible actions are what drove Roman to that fertility clinic in the first place, and eventually straight to Angie Colt. Your irresponsible actions are the reason all of this has spiraled so far out of control.  All because you couldn’t keep your dick in your pants.  So, yes, Valentin Romanovsky, watch your tone when you’re speaking to me, I’m your father.”
    Val stepped back, teeth grating, lips curled down.  He dug his hands into his hair as his skin flushed crimson.
    “Calm down, Val.  Christ, you’re shaking like a leaf.  Take a deep breath.”
    Val’s breathing picked up, causing his words to lag and break.  “It’s going to kill her, Pop.”  His hands fell helplessly to his sides, moisture filling his eyes.  “It’s just going to fucking kill her.”
    “She’s not going to find out.”
    Val looked away, tears threatening to spill out of his wide eyes.  “Fuck,” he wheezed, jamming them shut.
    Tony swallowed hard and took the back of Val’s neck in his hand, tugging him in.
    Val exploded into sobs on his father’s shoulder, clutching the back of his t-shirt in tight fists, nearly ripping the fabric.
    “I’ll handle it,” Tony soothed, his unblinking eyes darting back and forth over Val’s shoulder as he clapped a hand to his back. “I’ll handle it, Son.  It’s okay.”
     
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    Leo made his way through his living room that night, sidestepping the sultry bodies all over his apartment.  If he wasn’t tripping over sprawled arms and legs, he was dodging overturned wine bottles, glass bongs and purses overflowing with cosmetics and prescription bottles.
    “Leeeeoooo!” a petite blonde angel waved at him from where she was crouched next to his coffee table.  Her smile faded as she pressed one nostril closed with her manicured finger and leaned down.
    Leo turned away before he could see her inhale the white powder she’d worked into a line on the table, pulling open the door of his balcony.
    One of the highest dwellings in the city, the views from his penthouse were unrivaled, so a majority of the women were on the balcony.  It was the only place to be, nippy weather be damned.
    With a sigh, he stepped through the sliding doors and into the cool night air, immediately flanked by soft bodies, sultry voices, and suggestive words of welcome.  He brushed away the advances of every curvy body that approached.
    “Leeeoooooo, let’s have some fun. ”
    “Not tonight, ahh… umm…” He studied the eyes of the lithe beauty in his arms, faltering.
    “Monica!” she beamed, giving him a halfhearted slap on the arm.
    “Of course.”  The corner of his mouth lifted.  “I knew that.”
    She rolled her eyes and turned away.
    “Of course your name is Monica, baby, I knew that,” he called after her.  More girls came, one after the next. He allowed them to slither in close, to rub their beautiful bodies against his.  He even grabbed a handful of ass with his gluttonous palm from a few of his favorites.  The smack of skin permeated the biting air, and the chocolate vixen on his arm bit her lip at the sound.  “Mmmm… Leeeooooo … let’s go