My Second Marriage with the Mafia Kingpin novel Chapter 97

Chapter 97: Make Lucian Yours Tonight.

In the other escort car, Red drove, his eyes fixed on the vehicle ahead.

"Say..." From the front passenger seat beside him, Rum—the most talkative among them—tilted his head. "...did she clone herself?"

Everyone in the back—Gin, Vodka, and Tank—looked at the front passenger in confusion. But then again, the trio exchanged glances as they recalled Ashley’s look for tonight.

The Madam of Dominion was childish, and it showed in the way she dressed, the way she smiled, and the way she childishly harassed them. Childish and unhinged was not the best combination; hence, their constant displeasure and stress whenever she was around.

Avoiding her had been their daily goal lately because of that.

But tonight, she didn’t just look different.

The air around her was different as well; even her strides appeared mature.

"Who knows?" Red grumbled, his face sour as he maintained their speed. "Whether she cloned herself or hired a look-alike doesn’t matter. As long as she doesn’t humiliate herself, that’s more than enough."

"Dang it." Hearing that, Rum scrunched his nose. "Now that you mention it, I’m a little worried."

"I’ve never seen the two of them attend an event," Gin, the brain of their group, spoke from the back. "And I’ve never heard of her attending such events. Is the time with Reina enough?"

"The master is not the best at these events either," Vodka nodded. "He doesn’t have much patience and gets easily annoyed because everything is just too loud for him."

Attending events such as this was nothing new to Lucian or to them, and everyone knew Lucian’s patience for such things was thinner than usual.

Why?

Because there were always many women at these events who approached him and invaded his personal space.

Lucian never liked that.

If anything, he would sanitize himself as if trying to scrub the contact off. Even an accidental touch would have him cleaning his hands until they were red and burning.

The only woman who could cling to him without getting pushed away was Ashley.

That unhinged woman.

So, in situations like this, Lucian would set a timer for how long he stayed—and strictly follow it.

Thirty minutes.

That was the longest he would stay at an event.

But somehow, that only made him more sought-after. Knowing he rarely stayed, men who wanted any kind of connection with him would try to monopolize his time.

But with Ashley in the mix tonight, the five of them had no idea how it would turn out.

"For once, I want to pray!" Rum intoned. "I hope the master just drags her away after thirty minutes."

The rest nodded, sharing the same thought.

More than thirty minutes?

They had no idea what could happen.

*****

Meanwhile, in a hotel somewhere...

Carmella and Marshal paused mid-conversation as they turned toward the entrance.

Stepping out was their beautiful, beloved daughter—Isabella.

"Oh, my goodness!" Carmella raised her hands to her lips, letting them hover inches away so as not to smear her lipstick.

As for Marshal, his smile stretched, satisfied.

There, their little princess was stunning as ever.

Hearing that, Isabella’s smile widened. Her heart fluttered, and she lowered her head slightly, her eyes softening with affection.

He would be there tonight, she thought, blushing. If he sees me... I’m sure he’ll realize he chose the wrong Di Carpio.

Compared to her, Ashley was nothing.

None of them even expected Ashley to be there at all.

Why would she?

Her only role in Dominion was to fill the empty position of Madam De Luca, and everyone knew that.

Carmella stroked Isabella’s back, smiling reassuringly. "Dear, don’t be too distracted tonight, alright?" She winked when Isabella looked up, then leaned closer and whispered,

"Once things settle at the event, I have a plan to make Lucian yours tonight."

Drawing back, Carmella wore a knowing look as Isabella stared at her. Isabella pursed her lips, blushing, and nodded—trusting her mother completely.

As for Marshal, he enjoyed his drink and cast them a sidelong glance. Seeing the look on his wife’s face, he didn’t bother warning them.

He was already aware of Isabella’s infatuation with Lucian and had even proposed replacing Ashley with her.

Lucian had shut that down immediately with a warning to never bring it up again.

Aside from being able to go in and out of Dominion’s territory, there’s nothing else I benefit from this marriage, he thought, frowning. That’s because that little whore is not doing her job properly. Such a useless daughter.

Then, he glanced at Isabella again.

But if it’s Isabella, I’m sure Lucian will be more satisfied and I can expand the business further. Instead of just being content with the small fraction I’m getting now.

Smirking, a glint flickered in Marshal’s eyes.

To tie down a man like that... I just need Isabella to carry his child.