Lucien Delano

The powerfully built Mafia Don looked at his son, Claude who had walked into the room and stood, looking a little chagrined. Proserpina, as sensuous as ever, was sitting beside her husband, their bodies close to each other as the youngest twins played on the carpet at their feet. The Mafia Don had pulled her onto his lap and had been kissing her fervently before his son walked in.

The Mafia Don was taking things easy now; Piers handled the major part of the mob work ...