Chapter 470. Patrick O'Connor

Schwartz had left to join the Boss who had just reached home, announced Beston, when he came to inform them that it was time to serve dinner. Proserpina smiled her thanks at him and wiped her hands on a tea towel.

Dinner was served when the Don had come down after a shower. He had come straight from the Clubs and wanted to be fresh for the evening. He had also invited a couple of men, his friends from his days as a youth and Proserpina’s heart sank as she saw old Patrick O’ Connor.

The talkative Irishman with the bright blue eyes and charm had been a drinking buddy of Lucien’s from the days when they were street fighters. The man had run through four marriages if she remembered right and was generally away in the UK or in Ireland.

But when he did come, and he met her on some very rare occasion, he made it a point to flirt heavily with her and she disliked his bright blue eyes that seemed to strip her. He also had a pair of roving hands and she made it a point to s