"I quite like it."
Isabella had never been abroad before. She had always focused on working hard and making money, planning to travel when she had the opportunity in the future. Now, being in Italy, in an environment completely different from Chicago, Isabella's mood had relaxed considerably.
"Well, how about staying here for a while? I'll talk to Grazia and Rocco."
Isabella immediately looked at Emanuele, and her smile disappeared. "Are you abandoning me?"
He actually wanted her to stay in Italy? While she liked Italy, she had never been abroad before and wanted to experience the feeling of being in a foreign country. However, what was the point of her staying alone here? Living with Grazia and Rocco? They were a married couple on their honeymoon, and it would be unreasonable for her, an outsider, to stay and disturb them.
Looking at Isabella's pitiful expression and the gaze she gave him, like a poor puppy about to be abandoned, Emanuele's once hardened heart suddenly felt a twinge of pain.
If he could, he certainly wouldn't want Isabella to stay, but he had no choice. The situation in Chicago was becoming increasingly complicated. Just today, before Grazia's wedding, Emanuele received news of an attack on one of their warehouses, resulting in heavy losses.
Frederick sent him a message, stating that it was a wedding gift for his sister and hoping he would enjoy it. Damn Frederick. Emanuele swore that if he found him, he would tear him apart.
He now had to be a hundred percent focused on work. He didn't want to be distracted by other things. In such a dire moment, Emanuele felt that Isabella staying in Italy would be safer than in Chicago.
But looking at Isabella's pitiful expression, Emanuele sighed. "Isabella, you have to understand, Chicago is very dangerous right now."
"I'm not afraid. If you think it's dangerous, just leave me in the apartment. Tony and Harry will protect me, and I won't go anywhere."
Staying in the apartment was an option, but it was close to Emanuele. At least, Emanuele occasionally returned home and she could see him. However, if she stayed in Italy, the only person she knew well was Grazia. Grazia had just remarried and needed time to develop her relationship with her new husband. Staying here might disturb them.
Seeing Isabella insisting on going back, Emanuele couldn't refuse her request.
"Are you really not afraid of danger? Isabella, you've been targeted."
"I'm not afraid." Isabella shook her head. "Besides, you promised to teach me shooting. Once I learn, I'll have the ability to protect myself. I've killed before, and now, if the other person is an enemy, I won't hesitate to shoot them."
At that moment, her eyes sparkled like the sun, illuminating every corner of Emanuele's innermost thoughts.
Emanuele had always liked Isabella's stubborn and never-give-up spirit. No matter what difficulties she encountered, she could swim against the current in adversity. Now was no different. She knew he faced a great challenge, understood the strength of the enemy, and she might be afraid. But after the fear, she would think about solving the problem. She was more than worthy of the position of Mafia Queen.
"Alright, I'll teach you."
The day after Grazia's wedding, Emanuele and Isabella prepared to return to Chicago.
Grazia was reluctant to part with Isabella, hugging her repeatedly. "Isabella, in the future, if you have time, can you come to Italy to visit me?"
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