by Patricia Bellomo | Mar 10, 2012 | Mob Blog
Mob Blog: Temptation of My Terrace
Temptation On My Terrace, March 10, 2012
[dcs_p]This morning I head outside for my morning swim. It’s looking pretty gray here in Delray Beach, and it’s rained on and off throughout the night. I can hear the surf roaring, but as soon as I step onto my terrace, I see a blond sitting poolside. Her long hair is whipping in the wind, and she’s wearing a black bikini. She’s got a shape like the female volleyball players I see on ESPN. I notice this first, before she turns and smiles. “Hi,” she says, “I’m Ingrid.”[/dcs_p]Ingrid has just the faintest trace of an accent. If I had to guess–and I am–I’d say she’s twenty-one, tops. I’m tempted to ask if she’s at the wrong house when she hastens to inform me she’s Isabella’s new nanny. Hmm. Since Stella and Isabella are practically living with us now, this could be interesting. Not that I would ever fool with a girl this young, and certainly not in my own home, but she makes for some nice scenery.[/dcs_p][dcs_p]Temptation On My Terrace is written in the voice of Patricia Bellomo’s main character, mobster Louie Morelli.[/dcs_p][dcs_p]Bellomo’s books available at Amazon.com & B&N. In digital and print formats.
by Patricia Bellomo | Feb 27, 2012 | Mob Blog
Loser Son-in-law, February 27, 2012
Stella’s punk husband raided their checking account. I know my baby’s upset–she showed up for Sunday dinner dejected as hell. Of course, she’s protecting the rat and didn’t confide in me, but Angie got the truth out of her. Angie’s afraid I’m going to react and do something drastic, and she’s right. I’ve just about had it with this loser abusing my daughter. I ask my wife what Stella’s husband is doing with their money, and she says grimly, “gambling,” and now I’m really pissed. Angie gets alarmed. “Louie,” she says, “you need to remember that Stella loves him.”
by Patricia Bellomo | Feb 15, 2012 | Mob Blog
Victor’s Valentine Is A Klepto, February 15, 2012
[dcs_p]Victor hooks up with a chick he met in Miami. Sally’s wild … the kind of girl who likes to show off her implants to his buddies. It’s not like Victor’s the jealous type, and hey, with a chick like Sally you can’t be serious. So yesterday we’re lunching at Bellagio’s in West Palm and Sally shows up. It’s been a little cool in South Florida, but not cool enough to justify her long wool overcoat, and we’re wondering why a chick who doesn’t like to wear clothes is bundled up for a blizzard.[/dcs_p] Bellagio’s is on Rosemary in the heart of City Place, West Palm’s premier shopping district. So while Victor and I are munching on salads, Sally takes off for Banana Republic. Thirty minutes later she returns. No Banana Republic bags, but she pulls a light green shirt from the inside pocket of her overcoat and hands it to Victor. “Happy Valentine’s Day, baby,” she says. Victor’s a little put off by this. “Doll,” he tells her, “if you needed money all you had to do was ask.” Sally smiles and says she doesn’t need the money, but she gets a rush from shoplifting. “It turns me on,” she says.
by Patricia Bellomo | Feb 11, 2012 | Mob Blog
Vegas Virgins, February 11, 2012
[dcs_p]I’m with Victor and Anthony at Trevi Restaurant in Caesar’s Forum Shops. We flew in for a Super Bowl party and we’re still here. Today, we’re having a light lunch at Trevi’s. We’re sitting on the patio beneath the fake Forum sky, dining cafe style in a Romanesque setting that’s not quite like being in Rome, but hey … right now it’s the next best thing. We’re overlooking the Fountain of the Gods, sipping Chianti, and debating whether or not to go back to the casino for another hand of blackjack when a trio of busty forty-somethings converge at the next table. They’re a little weathered, but in good shape. Right away Victor starts talking to them, and we learn they’re from Milwaukee. “Green Bay fans,” one of the ladies says. She tells me that her husband, a cowboy sheriff, was absolutely opposed to gambling. It’s her first time in Sin City. “So I’m a Vegas Virgin,” she says.[/dcs_p]Hmm. “As a rule, I don’t care for virgins,” I say. And then I ask her where her husband is now, and she gives me an inviting smile and tells me they’re divorced.
by Patricia Bellomo | Feb 1, 2012 | Mob Blog
Mob Blog: Cristal and Caviar
Mob Blog: Cristal and Caviar, February 1, 2012
Franco calls me to let me know the Russians are back, hanging at my swank South Beach club two nights this past week. The Russians make me a little nervous–I don’t do business with them–but I don’t mind when they patronize my nightclub. They like to do private parties, renting out the upper level lounge. Usually they bring their own chicks, but this last time they asked Franco to “arrange” some dates, and he brought in about a dozen of Fort Lauderdale’s finest. Franco says they put on quite a show, but he was more impressed with the Russians consumption of premium champagne. They have a taste for Dom, but they also go for the Cristal. “Lou,” he says, “it was Cristal and caviar all night long.”[/dcs_p][dcs_p]Cristal and Caviar is written in the voice of Patricia Bellomo’s main character, mobster Louie Morelli. If you enjoyed this anecdote, please check out her books. Available at Amazon.com
