Exposed to the CEO Behind the Mafia Mask (by Silver Spoon) novel Chapter 337

Chapter 337: Chapter 121 Three Positive Tests

Dominic’s POV

"Boss, playing like this, we’ll never take down Michael’s crew!" Jude groaned as he watched Caleb get absolutely demolished by Vincenzo in the shooting simulation game they were running on the underground network.

I was only half paying attention to the tactical training session, my mind elsewhere when Xavier turned to me with that calculating look he reserved for family business.

"So, Dominic, have you spoken to Gemma about what we discussed at the Social Union?" he asked casually, though I could tell everyone in our inner circle was suddenly interested in my answer.

"Not yet," I admitted, running a hand through my hair. "Gemma wasn’t feeling great today. I figured it would be better to wait until she’s feeling more herself before bringing up anything involving family operations."

Xavier nodded approvingly. "Smart move." Then he shifted his interrogation to another target. "And you, Martinez? Any progress with your situation?"

Daniel’s expression immediately fell. "It’s getting worse by the day. I think Lila is starting to suspect something about my real work," he confessed, looking genuinely distressed. "I’m starting to think this whole cover story is going to explode in my face."

"I warned you," Xavier said with no sympathy whatsoever. "But you wouldn’t listen to keeping civilians completely in the dark."

"What am I supposed to do now?" Daniel asked, sounding desperate.

I stepped in with the simplest solution. "Come clean about the police work. Tell Lila everything you can without compromising family security before she finds out some other way."

The look of pure terror on Daniel’s face was almost comical. "What if she dumps me? I love that woman more than I ever thought possible. I can’t lose her."

Finn reached over and patted his shoulder sympathetically. "That’s exactly why you need to fix this fast. Then pray she’s forgiving enough to accept what you do for the family."

"Easy for you to say," Daniel grumbled. "You’re practically perfect. You never mess up operations."

Finn’s laughter filled the private room at the back of our legitimate business front, and I took the opportunity to change the subject.

"Speaking of perfect people, Finn, is your uncle serious about my mom? Like, really serious?" I asked, noticing Vincenzo perking up at the mention of our mother.

Finn held up a finger as if delivering an important lesson. "According to Uncle Andrew himself—and I quote—’it’s not a casual arrangement, it’s a serious relationship between two mature adults who know exactly what they want.’ My uncle is head over heels for your mom, Dominic. If anything, she’s more likely to break his heart than the other way around."

His words genuinely relieved me. Knowing Mom had found someone who truly valued and adored her, especially someone outside our dangerous world, was all I could ask for.

The next day, Ruby arrived at Xavier’s heavily secured compound, giving Vincenzo and me our cue to head home. I was eager to see Gemma again—even a day apart felt too long when you lived in a world where enemies could strike at any moment. When we arrived at our fortified estate, we found Gemma and Carmen lounging by the pool, chatting animatedly about Carmen’s sleepover at one of the family safe houses. My niece was practically glowing with happiness from her time with the other protected family children.

"Boys!" Gemma called out with that smile that never failed to take my breath away. "Ready to finally beat Lila at those tactical simulations?"

"Auntie, they’re terrible," Vincenzo declared, dramatically throwing himself onto a poolside lounger. "They’ll never beat Lila at anything."

Gemma’s eyes sparkled with amusement. "Why don’t you two change and join us by the pool? It’s too hot to be reviewing security footage indoors anyway."

The suggestion was perfect for the scorching day. "Great idea. Come on, Vincenzo," I said, heading inside our climate-controlled fortress with my nephew trailing behind.