Vincent (Made Men, #2)(17)

It wasn’t much longer before Lake found herself waiting on the steps for her name to be called. She honestly wasn’t nervous anymore. Her dad was the only one who was going to be paying any attention to her, so her nerves were finally gone.

The man spoke into the microphone, “Lake…”

She took her first step onto the stage.

“Turner.”

Lake’s walking slightly slowed from shock as she heard another roar come from the suits, so much so she had to keep telling herself to keep walking.

When she took the diploma into her hands, she put on a smile for the camera then went straight back to her confused face. Why would they do that for me?

Walking to the other side of the stage, she could finally look at the men cheering for her. Every one of them was standing, and every one of them was clapping. A smile began to touch her lips as she watched a couple of them hit her father’s shoulder in congratulations.

When she got back to her seat, she realized she had completely forgotten that someone important was missing when she had been walking across the stage.

Thankfully, the ceremony didn’t last much longer. Before Lake knew it, it was her turn to sit in the bleachers. The day before she hadn’t wanted to, but after seeing them all cheer for her… It’s the least I can do.

After they hugged their parents, Adalyn started leading her to the middle of the bleachers. On the way, they received many nods from the men. It was their way of congratulating them. One of those nods had her freezing in place, however. She knew exactly who the man was when she met his ice-blue eyes. There was no doubt about it; he was the boss. Dante Caruso.

The man had an air about him, a don’t-fuck-with-me vibe, while being classy at the same time. He was chillingly dark, yet she found him way too handsome for an older man.

Lake quickly nodded back, though not out of politeness. Nope. It’s because getting whacked on graduation day would really suck.

Squeezing through the crowd, Adalyn finally stopped by a girl who almost took Lake’s breath away. The girl was drop-dead gorgeous with shiny gold hair, like an angel or a goddess. Oh, my God, she is like the girl version of Vincent.

“Congratulations, Adalyn!” The gorgeous girl stood to give her friend a hug. She was even tall, wearing a pale blue dress which showed her perfect body. Lake thought she was going to go blind any second by her beauty.

“Thank you,” Adalyn responded, hugging her back. After the hug, she turned to Lake. “Lake, this is Nero’s sister—”

“Hi, I’m Maria. Congratulations!” She pulled Lake into a hug, too.

Jesus, she’s incredibly nice, too? Lake gave her a hug back. “Thank you.”

“Maria, when are you going to learn that people don’t like to hug?” a younger male voice said.

“Sorry, I’ve been trying to work on it.” Maria pulled away.

Lake laughed. “No, it’s okay. You shouldn’t stop being nice.”

Everyone went quiet around her and started to stare.

The young male’s voice returned. “Did she say nice? No one has ever called a Ca—”

Maria hit his shoulder. “This is my youngest brother, Leo, who likes giving me a hard time.”

Leo held out his hand. “Nice to meet you, Lake.”

Who the hell did these people descend from?

The dirty-blonde boy was already a charmer and way too good-looking for his age. She figured he was early in his high school years, but he was definitely much better-looking than the seniors in her school.

Lake shook his hand back. “Nice to meet you, too, Leo.”

They all quickly sat back down as the second ceremony started to begin. Lake was relieved by the distraction, because she didn’t understand what she had said to make everyone gawk at her.

Out of the corner of her eye, Lake thought someone was still staring at her. Stupidly, she looked at the row behind her to see a man she really wished she hadn’t.

Her head snapped forward as chills ran down her spine. Fuck-fuck-fuck that guy. She didn’t know who he was, nor did she ever want to know. Lake was going to keep her head forward; under no circumstance did she ever want to see his crazy eyes again. Surprisingly, she didn’t dare look back throughout the whole beginning of the ceremony.

“I need to run to the restroom,” Maria whispered in Adalyn and Lake’s direction.

As Lake turned her legs with Adalyn’s for her to pass, she saw Maria turn around then whisper to the guy behind her, and damn if it wasn’t the guy who scared her shitless.

As Maria stood up and began to quietly squeeze through, Lake watched two guys start to follow behind. One of them was the scary guy who was staring at her.

Oh, my God, does Maria seriously have bodyguards?

Lake was honestly starting to feel like she was missing something, so she thought carefully about whether a girl really needed a bodyguard.

Pssht! No, that’s crazy. I bet they won’t even come back with her.

If they did, that meant they were her bodyguards. But they’re not.

That thought didn’t stop Lake from sitting on the edge of her seat and staring down at the door Maria had just walked out.





Chapter Thirteen The Mob Princess of Kansas City

Opening her small envelope purse, she grabbed her favorite Angel lipstick tube from the bottom. Looking in the mirror, she swiped it over her plump lips then rubbed them together. Happy with the results, she put the tube back in her purse.