In His Grasp: A Mafia Romance novel Chapter 88

Chapter 88: Please Make Emanuele Happy

In Isabella's impression, Pippo was a decent guy, but sometimes she found his concern a bit overwhelming. She often felt like her privacy was invaded, even though she knew Pippo meant well. However, now that Pippo was dating Evelyn, it took her by surprise. She couldn't recall Pippo showing any romantic interest in Evelyn before.

"How did you two get together?" Isabella asked.

"There was a shooting at the hospital, and you weren't coming to work. I was feeling really down at that time, and Pippo was there, caring for me. Eventually, he confessed his feelings, and we got together."

"Pippo still worries about you a lot, Isabella. Are you okay? Has Emanuele threatened you?"

Isabella shook her head. Just then, Grazia's voice came through.

"I'm here, Isabella, three minutes earlier than our agreed time," Grazia announced.

"Let's catch up another time," Isabella told Evelyn and ended their video call.

Grazia was dressed in a black dress, with striking silver earrings, exuding an air of elegance and sophistication. She looked every bit the true mafia princess she was.

Isabella and Grazia exchanged a hug, and Grazia took a good look at Isabella. "It seems like you had a good time last night."

Grazia's comment made Isabella blush instantly.

Grazia glanced at the shopping website Isabella had opened and couldn't help but advise, "Don't look at these. Online clothes might look good, but you won't know if they fit until you try them. I just called the clothing stores I frequent and had them send over a batch of clothes. They should arrive shortly. For now, let's enjoy our coffee."

Grazia leaned against the kitchen counter and peered at Isabella. "You don't look like you're about to kill Emanuele. Honestly, I'm really curious about your story with him."

Isabella burst into laughter. "I didn't find out Emanuele was my groom until he said it at the wedding yesterday. Can you believe that?"

"That's truly miraculous," Grazia said, clearly still in shock. "I don't understand why Emanuele did this. Even my parents seem clueless. But I really don't want to know about my brother's sex life."

Isabella chuckled and shook her head. "Don't worry, I'll never tell you."

Whenever Isabella thought of Emanuele, his rough and beastly demeanor, she felt herself plunging into the depths of desire. My, she hadn't been so keen on this aspect before, but now, she sensed that she had become Emanuele's sex slave.

However, what happened in the bedroom should stay in the bedroom. It wasn't something to be casually shared with others. Still, Isabella couldn't help but be curious about Emanuele. She felt like she didn't know much about him. Grazia, who had grown up with him, should have a better understanding.

"Grazia, can you tell me more about Emanuele? I feel like there's a lot I don't know about him. Sometimes, I manage to make him angry, and when he gets angry, it's genuinely terrifying."

"Then you might have misunderstood Emanuele," Grazia replied. "I know Emanuele sometimes appears harsh and unfeeling, but he's not a bad person. It's just that sometimes his demands can be rather strict."

Strict demands? Isabella pondered Grazia's words.

"Right now, Emanuele is single-handedly carrying the Chicago Mafia. He has a tremendous burden on his shoulders. He must ensure the safety of all of us, and currently, the situation is dire. He's under immense pressure."