In His Grasp: A Mafia Romance novel Chapter 16

Chapter 16: Emanuele Calls Again

Isabella was taken aback by Evelyn's directness and didn't know how to respond at first. "No, I went home yesterday. Besides, he's not my boyfriend, so there's no way we would do anything like that."

Evelyn persisted, "Then how come you arrived in another luxurious car today?"

Evelyn and Isabella were good friends from college, so she was aware of Isabella's family situation. Isabella's father had passed away a long time ago, and she usually worked on weekends to make money. She couldn't afford a luxury car. Moreover, the person who had driven her to the hospital seemed to be a chauffeur. How could she suddenly afford a chauffeur? Evelyn couldn't wrap her head around it.

Evelyn's curiosity was piqued.

Isabella felt a headache coming on due to Evelyn's relentless questioning. "My mom married a wealthy man, so I've been exposed to these things..."

"Wow, that sounds amazing!" Evelyn couldn't help but exclaim. "Your mom managed to marry a wealthy man years after your father passed away. Isabella, I envy your mom. Unlike me, I can't even find a boyfriend."

Evelyn then changed the subject, "Your suitor from yesterday looks quite young and handsome. When are you planning to get together with him? And then maybe introduce me to his friends?"

"Evelyn, you really shouldn't. They're not good people," Isabella warned. She couldn't help but think about what Emanuele had done last night. That jerk, she would never forgive him!

"What does it matter? He's wealthy, good-looking, and treats me well. That's all I need," Evelyn replied, her simplicity shining through. She didn't seem afraid at all, and in fact, she was excited. She loved the idea of a passionate love that was all about loving her while defying the world.

Isabella shook her head as she looked at Evelyn's innocent expression. Maybe she shouldn't tell Evelyn too much about this. She could deal with this on her own, but she didn't want to involve her good friend.

Just then, Pippo Cocchiola entered the room. "What are you two talking about? You should get to work; if the head nurse catches you chatting, she'll scold you."

Pippo was dressed in a white coat and wore gold-rimmed glasses. He had a gentle and clean appearance, exuding the aura of a doctor.

"Okay," Evelyn said, leaving the office to prepare for the upcoming surgery.

Isabella stayed behind, organizing patient records. Both she and Evelyn were surgical interns, just starting out, doing mostly assisting work. Pippo, on the other hand, was their senior by three years and had been working at the hospital for several years.

Rumor had it that Pippo was the son of the hospital's director, but he kept a low profile, and there were no reports of him taking advantage of his family connections.

When Isabella and Evelyn had started to work here, Pippo had been very helpful to them.

"Isabella, how are you feeling? You look a bit off," Pippo inquired, his concern evident in his gaze.

"Oh, I'm okay," Isabella replied, trying to appear composed.

Pippo leaned closer to Isabella and spoke softly, "There are rumors going around the hospital that a wealthy man is pursuing you. Is it true?"

Isabella nodded, a troubled expression on her face. "Yes, it's true, and I'm feeling quite uneasy about it."

She didn't want any of this, but she felt like her life had taken a dark turn since that party. It was as if the mafia had pulled her into a downward spiral. Was she destined to live in hell?