Every Mafia's Favorite Girl novel Chapter 150

Chapter 150: "These Two Idiots"

A satisfied smile touched Caio’s face the moment Aren’s lips brushed against his.

Wasting no time, he lifted her closer until she was settled entirely on his lap, her legs wrapped tightly around his waist.

When her eyes fluttered shut, he kissed her deeply, savoring the softness of her timid lips while taking care not to overwhelm her.

Yet no matter how carefully he restrained himself, the tension between them gradually began to dissolve.

When they finally parted, Caio’s eyes had darkened with unmistakable desire. Aren’s cheeks were flushed, and her breathing had grown uneven.

"Um... we should..." Aren breathed, her eyes glassy. "We shouldn’t keep everyone waiting... Don Gian must be back by now."

Caio wasn’t faring any better.

Their position pressed his already painfully hard cock directly against her uncovered pussy.

Had the circumstances been different, he knew with absolute certainty that he wouldn’t have stopped at merely kissing her.

"...Good idea," he managed at last.

By the time they finally left the recovery room, Caio looked immaculate again, as though nothing had happened behind the closed door.

He also had the layout of the compound saved on his phone, while Aren had changed into her white competition outfit. The fever that had ravaged her body earlier was completely gone.

Outside, they found Gian already back from the kitchen, waiting beside Jordan with a set of pastries and tea in his hands.

As Caio headed toward the door to find Leo and relay the instructions regarding Aren’s request, Aren hurried toward the two waiting men.

"Father!" she called. "You’re back."

Gian looked up to find Aren hurrying toward him. He looked her over in her new outfit, taking in the energy that had already returned to her, and felt the knot in his chest loosen somewhat.

"Come, Ariana. I’ve got your tea and sweets ready."

Jordan looked over as well, and for a moment, heat rushed to his face again.

"You look very good in this outfit, Ariana," he said, unable to keep the compliment from slipping out. "You’re feeling better now?"

Aren beamed at once, eager to prove just how well she felt.

"I feel as good as new! I could go ten rounds if you let me!"

Her declaration drew laughter from both men, as well as from several medics standing nearby.

For a moment, the pressure of the brutal round ahead seemed to melt away, replaced by the strangely cozy atmosphere of an afternoon tea.

"Come on now, young lady." Gian shook his head, still laughing softly. "You get a couple of injections, and suddenly you’re all overconfident, aren’t you?"

He finally opened the pastry box alongside the tea.

"Now, you love jasmine tea, don’t you? I’ve made sure to get both jasmine tea and Earl Grey."

Together, they enjoyed the excellent pastries and tea in the decidedly unconventional setting of the makeshift infirmary.

Caio returned a moment later, and Aren had already saved him a bite of the lemon cheesecake he liked.

As she sat watching the three men quietly enjoy their pastries, taking small sips of tea and discussing the different flavors, Aren felt something strangely warm blooming inside her.

No matter how awkward the atmosphere occasionally became between the three men, there was something deeply comforting about having them all here with her.

’I arrived in this world thinking I would never get to find a family of my own, like the one I had in my former world and have now left behind...’

’And yet... here I am, surrounded by men who never raised me or trained me, yet treat me as though I’m family.’

’In a world where the normal families I’ve seen don’t treat each other like families at all...’

A warm smile spread across her face.

’...I must have been extremely lucky to have found these men.’

Unable to contain the emotions swelling inside her, Aren gently set her teacup down.

"...Thank you, everyone," she murmured, her voice trembling. "I... I love you so much!"

The words froze all three men where they sat.

Jordan was halfway through a bite of apricot croissant. Caio had the teacup at his lips, while Gian was just about to wipe the cream from his beard, his napkin suspended motionless in the air.

Seeing all three of them suddenly frozen like statues and staring at her, Aren immediately became flustered as well.

’Wait...’

’Is it not customary to say something like that in public in this world?’

’Gah!’

’I said that to everyone at Headquarters all the time, and it was perfectly normal! I thought it was normal to say it here too!

’How careless of me!’

Desperate to correct herself, she waved both hands frantically.

"I-I mean... I’m... I’m very happy that you’re all here with me today! I... I appreciate that a lot!"

Despite her attempt to recover, the men still hadn’t managed to regain their composure.

Fortunately, Gian, the eldest and most experienced of the three, recovered first. Finally lowering the napkin to wipe the cream from his beard, he smiled warmly.

"And we love you too, Ariana. That’s why we’re here, aren’t we?"

Caio was the next to recover, though he still couldn’t quite understand what had suddenly driven her to say that out of nowhere.

He cleared his throat before setting his teacup aside entirely.

"Don Gian is correct," he said simply.

Internally, however, one thought quietly crept into his mind.

’Come to think of it...’

’I’ve never told her that I...’

’...Wait a second.’

’Am I...’

’...in love with her?’

’God...’

’How am I supposed to say it back with these two sitting right next to me...?’

’...These two idiots.’

’Neither of them is brave enough to even say they love her back.’

’Clearly, neither of them has even properly confessed his feelings to my daughter.’

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