Claimed By The Mafia Don (Ariella and Asher) novel Chapter 15

Chapter 15

My mouth hung open, but Luca just smiled, like this was all some funny joke.

“You ain’t planning on keeping the money so you can run away from Asher again, are you?” he asked, amused.

I stared at him, frozen, like a deer caught in headlights. That only made him chuckle. Then, as if I had just told the funniest joke in the world, he burst into laughter.

Luca laughed so hard I didn’t think I had ever seen him like this. It wasn’t just a chuckle-it was a full, uncontrollable laugh, his shoulders shaking, his head thrown back.

I frowned, growing more irritated by the second.

“You can’t be serious,” he said, still laughing.

I just stared at him.

Then, still chuckling to himself, he turned and walked out of the diner, shaking his head as he headed toward the car.

Thank God Leon was too busy with his food to pay attention. He hadn’t noticed our exchange or pretended not to.

I paid the bill and followed him outside. By now, I was mad. No-fuming.

I got into the car, sitting stiffly, arms crossed, while Luca casually turned on the radio, humming along as we drove.

As the sky darkened, I turned to him, my patience thinning.

“I thought you were supposed to take me to the airport,” I said.

Luca caught my gaze in the rearview mirror and smirked.

“Yeah, that was the plan. Asher was going to take you back himself, you know… before he realized-” He glanced at Leon, hesitating as if stopping himself from saying something inappropriate.

Then he settled on, “Before he realized your complications.”

I clenched my jaw. I knew what he meant.

We went to a restaurant for dinner, and I decided it was time to voice my concerns.

“We can’t continue like this,” I said.

Luca kept eating, completely unbothered. Then, placing a hand on his chest in mock heartbreak, he smirked.

“What are you trying to do, Ari? Are you breaking up with me? Are you trying to tear apart our happy, beautiful family of three?”

I shot him a glare.

“We have a child with us, Luca. We can’t drive the whole night. If this trip is going to continue, we need to stop at a motel and sleep.”

Luca’s face twisted in immediate disgust.

“You want me to sleep in a motel? What do you take me for, Ari?”

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