Claimed By The Mafia Don (Ariella and Asher) novel Chapter 362

ARIELLA

After breakfast, I tried to keep the morning as normal as possible.

For Leon, and most importantly…For myself.

“Mom,” Leon said, looking up at me, “should we go and prepare my study room? You told me that I could help.”

“Of course,” I said.

But before we walked out, I turned toward Margaret.

“Where’s Maria?” I asked.

“Oh,” Margaret replied, “she didn’t want to knock on your door this morning, but she said she had a quick errand to do in town. She also said she might be going to the funeral.”

“Okay,” I said.

But I wondered why Maria never said anything about the funeral. Deciding not to make a big deal out of it, Leon and I walked out and headed toward his study.

The room still smelled fresh. We had already placed everything where we wanted it, but that didn’t stop Leon from inspecting to make sure every single detail was perfect.

I walked in slowly, letting my fingers trail over the desk. Behind me, Leon rushed straight to his chair, immediately inspecting his books, his space, everything, making sure it was exactly how he wanted it.

“We should put a vase of flowers here,” he said, pointing to his tutor's desk.

I found myself smiling. “This is a study space,” I told him. “It’s not a place for flowers.”

“Yes, it is,” he insisted. “It will brighten up the room. I don’t want to study in an ugly room. I want it to be fresh and sunny..... we should add some paintings on the wall like in my last school.”

I shook my head, still smiling. Before I could respond, Leon suddenly looked toward the window.

“That’s Mikey!” he said, his whole face lighting up.

I followed his gaze. Mikey was already walking through the garden toward the house.

“I’m going to exercise!” Leon announced.

“Alright,” I said quickly, stopping him just before he rushed out. “But make sure he’s with you before you go anywhere. You remember the rules?”

“Yes, Mom,” he said impatiently.

“Always be with Mikey,” I reminded him. “He’s your guard.”

“Okay, Mom, I know,” he said, already halfway out the door. And then he was gone.

The moment I was alone Silence settled in. And just like that, my thoughts went back to Asher.

Where was he now?

Had he arrived?

Who was after him?

How was he handling everything?

I pressed my fingers lightly against the desk, steadying myself.

I am the strong wife.

I trust him.

He’s fine.

He’s going to be okay.

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