In His Grasp: A Mafia Romance novel Chapter 59

Chapter 59: Joyous Because of Isabella

It was indeed a conundrum, one that left Isabella feeling trapped in sorrow and helpless atmosphere. She knew that having two bodyguards accompanying her was unusual for a doctor. She also wished for a life where she could live like a regular person, but that was no longer possible. Without her bodyguards, she'd be at risk of capture, dismemberment, rape, and a cruel death. She couldn't accept such a gruesome fate.

Yet, having bodyguards made her stand out among regular people. She was an anomaly among them.

"Isabella, who are you involved with that you need such extensive security? If it's Clark Campbell, I think you wouldn't be threatened by his enemies in Chicago," Pippo inquired.

"Why do you say that?" Isabella was immediately curious. Pippo seemed to be well-versed in this area, and she, someone deeply involved with the Mafia, didn't seem to know as much as he did.

Pippo shook his head. "I just think, generally, the Mafia's enemies tend to stay within their territory. Considering how far we are from Canada, his enemies wouldn't venture this far to assassinate you."

Isabella found Pippo's reasoning valid. However, she didn't want to share too much information with Pippo. They were ordinary people, and knowing about her issue would serve no purpose. The fewer people who knew about her affiliation with the Mafia, especially her colleagues, the better. They were doctors focused on saving lives, a world apart from ruthless Mafia members. Knowing she was part of a Mafia family might change how they perceived her.

Just then, she felt a hand on her shoulder. She looked up to find Emanuele.

Emanuele's face was heavy, and he directed his gaze at Isabella. "Dining with a friend?"

Isabella nodded, slightly surprised. "Why are you here?"

Emanuele, typically a busy person, showing up like this was unexpected.

"Get up, there's something I need to discuss with you," Emanuele said.

He then turned his pale brown eyes to Pippo. His gaze was cold, sharp, and his expression resembled ice, as if he could freeze someone at any moment.

At this moment, he was assessing Pippo, who paused and then greeted Emanuele. "Hello, may I ask who you are in relation to Isabella?"

"Family," Isabella replied immediately. "Sorry, Pippo, my brother has come to find me with an urgent matter. I have to leave with him."

"That's okay," Pippo said, showing understanding.

Isabella stood up, and she turned to Emanuele. "Let's go."

She didn't want Pippo to interact too much with Emanuele, fearing it would expose her current situation. The fewer people who knew she had ties to the Mafia, especially her colleagues, the better. They were all doctors dedicated to saving lives, completely different from the Mafia, who showed no regard for human life. And her association with the Mafia could alter their perceptions of her.

Pippo watched as Isabella and Emanuele left, a cruel smile playing on the lips.

Outside the restaurant, once they were in the car, Isabella asked, "What's going on? Why did you come to find me so urgently?"

"Your mother called you for dinner tonight, but you went out to eat?" Emanuele said, his expression unpleased.