Claimed By The Mafia Don (Ariella and Asher) novel Chapter 330

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ARIELLA

For a second, he didn’t move. He just stood there, still looking outside, as if he could already see the next battle forming beyond the walls of the house.

Then he turned and His eyes softened the moment they landed on me.

“You’re done?” he asked.

I nodded. “Yes.”

There was a silence between us, not uncomfortable, not tense, just… careful. Like we both knew that the quiet moments were temporary.

“Leon’s downstairs,” I said. “He’s waiting for us.”

A faint smile touched his mouth. “Of course he is.”

"He said you promised him a run this morning. He wasn't happy you didn't wake him for it." I add smiling, " he called you a grandpa again."

"That kid will give me silver hair before my time." He said.

I laughed, and he smiled, but the smile didn’t reach his eyes.

I walked closer, studying his face. The exhaustion was still there, hidden beneath control and determination.

“Something happened?” I asked gently.

Asher seemed to be thinking for a second before he nodded.

“What is it? What happened?”

“That was Luca. He told me that the guard at the gate said something.... I don’t know what it is yet. But he says it’s a lead, and he’s already confirmed my meeting with Alex Volkov tonight.”

“What?” I said, because as much as I wanted him to find whoever this was, I knew the Russians were not good news, and that this meeting would be dangerous.

I did not want him to get hurt, and I was scared that if he went there and this Volkov man was actually seeking revenge for his son and daughter, he might be preparing a trap to finish him off.

“Yes,” Asher said, nodding his head. “It’s time. Even if he won’t admit it, if he’s the one behind the attacks, I will find something.”

I swallowed. “Don’t you think it’s too early?”

He raised his eyes and looked at me, and it felt like he was hiding a smile. “You think it’s too early?”

“I mean… yeah. Why so quickly? The bomb was just yesterday. I thought maybe you would see him in a few days, and who knows? I mean, this man...I really don’t trust him. I’m sure that there must be something wrong with him. What if he agreed to the meeting to ambush you? How could he be ready so soon to see you? I mean.... I think there might be a trap here. He might have put a trap in place to finish you off.”