My Second Marriage with the Mafia Kingpin novel Chapter 60

Chapter 60: Do Not Deserve You

The silence in the mansion, deep into the night, was thick — yet many remained wide awake.

Word spread just as quickly as news of Ashley’s supposed escape attempt. With Nolan backing her up and even offering to submit his resignation in the morning, people were torn.

This had never happened before, and no one knew what tomorrow would bring.

As for Lucian, he dismissed the guards outside Ashley’s room and stood before the door for several minutes. He contemplated what to do next, knowing the damage had already been done. And yet, a part of him still wanted to see her... no matter how shameless that sounded.

A moment later, he reached for the knob and quietly pushed the door open.

The instant he did, his gaze fell on the bed where she lay. Her back was facing him, asleep on her side. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

He swallowed, his jaw tightening as he stepped inside.

As he approached, his steps slowed when his eyes landed on the chain wrapped around her ankle.

Now that the anger had faded and reality struck him harshly, the sight gripped his heart like nothing else. It was his doing, and yet, he still dared to feel this way.

What had he done?

Lucian reached for the chain and quietly unlocked it, careful not to wake her as he removed it. Then he sat on the edge of the bed, staring at her with conflicted emotions in his eyes.

Sorry...

The word lingered in his mind, but his voice refused to leave his lips.

He raised his hand, reaching toward her hair, but halfway through, he stopped.

In the end, his fingers curled, and he pulled his hand back.

"I..." his voice came out low, the weight in his chest suffocating. "...truly do not deserve you."

Another deep breath escaped him as he pushed himself away from the bed. Without another word, he turned to leave.

But when his hand reached the knob, he paused and looked back at her, sighing heavily.

He held his gaze for a moment longer... before finally stepping out.

The moment he closed the door, he paused again, catching sight of a small figure from the corner of his eye.

When he turned, there Primo stood a few steps away.

The young master’s eyes were red with fury, a plushie clutched tightly in his arms. His breathing was heavy, his anger unmistakable.

Primo marched toward Lucian and began throwing reckless punches at his thigh and stomach. But Lucian didn’t move.

He took every hit, standing still as the child struck him with all his strength. Even when Primo resorted to biting his leg, Lucian remained unmoving.

"Take care of her," Lucian said quietly, resting a hand on his son’s head as the boy bit into him.

When Primo finally let go, Lucian waited for him to look up—eyes blazing—before gently ruffling his hair.

That was all he said.

Then he walked past him.

Primo stood there, grinding his teeth, tears pooling in his eyes before he wiped them away with his sleeve. He bit his lip, then turned and slipped into Ashley’s room.

Climbing onto the bed, he knelt in the empty space beside her.

I won’t let him touch you again.

No one will touch her again.

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