The Mafia King's Unknown Doctor Wife novel Chapter 160

Chapter 160

“Massimo?” Elena asked, still working through her shock. “I could ask you the same question–I didn’t know you visited these sorts of places.”

By Elena’s standards, Caffè Bella was a nice cafe, but by Massimo’s standards? The place must have seemed very humble and homely.

Massimo shrugged. “I don’t make a habit of visiting them,” he confessed, “but I was scheduled to have dinner here tonight.”

Elena furrowed her brow. Massimo wouldn’t ‘schedule‘ a dinner here himself, which meant he probably had a work meeting planned–but what mafia man would want to have dinner here?

“Would you like to join me?” Massimo asked suddenly.

“Is that appropriate?” Elena replied. “I wouldn’t want to make your dining partners uncomfortable.”

“That won’t be a problem,” Massimo insisted. “Though I planned to have dinner with someone, I’d be dining alone if you refuse my invitation.”

Elena’s eyes widened. It seemed she wasn’t the only one who got stood up tonight.

“I was going to leave, but I suppose I can join you,” Elena replied with a smile.

Elena did not want to think about her husband, so she figured a casual meal with Massimo would be nice. Besides, it was better than going home and wallowing in her misery all alone for the next few hours.

So Elena followed Massimo back to his booth. It could’ve sat eight people easily. Elena stretched out in the extra space and got comfortable.

Immediately, Massimo’s food arrived, and it became obvious why he was sat at such a large table. He had ordered so many dishes–half of which Elena recognized were not on the menu–that there wasn’t an inch of free space after they were put down.

“This is a lot of food for two people,” Elena remarked. “How many people were supposed to meet you here?”

“Just one,” Massimo stated. “But special people deserve special treatment.”

Elena briefly wondered who could warrant this kind of treatment–Massimo rarely got attached to other mafia members. The Contis were the only people who came to mind, but Elena would’ve heard if they were scheduled to visit New York. Excluding them, Elena couldn’t think of anyone at all.

“Well, thank you for inviting me tonight,” Elena responded kindly before digging in.

Massimo tried to remain calm. Elena was sitting across from him, completely unaware that he was her husband. And, if Massimo had anything to say about that, Elena wouldn’t find out that secret for a long, long time.

Massimo had finally decided what to do about his relationship with Elena. Tonight was the first step in his plan.

Rather than try to win Elena over as her mystery husband and be forced to reveal himself, Massimo had decided to strengthen their current relationship–the one between Mafia King Massimo Ferraro and Doctor Elena Vitale. After all, Massimo had already gotten close to Elena just by being himself. If he actually tried to seduce her as

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himself, it would be impossible for Elena to resist him.

Massimo would continue to text Elena as her husband and foster a relationship there, but ultimately, the ” mystery husband” only existed to gather information and potential date ideas. It would be her boss that Elena would fall madly in love with. She had already made plenty of exceptions for her boss and ended up in a handful of heart–pounding situations with him–surely, with just a small push and some effort, Elena would be begging to marry him.

Then her “husband” would quietly decide on a divorce after seeing that his wife was in love with another–at the same time, Massimo and Elena would “get married.” In reality, Massimo would just make fake paperwork and keep his current marriage paperwork as–is. Then it would be like their accidental mistaken identity incident never even happened!

Of course, Massimo would definitely hold as lavish a wedding for Elena as she desired. It would become the event of the century, and Elena would become the happiest wife in the world.

Now that Massimo had a solid plan and resolve, nothing was going to keep him from his mission. Elena would fall in love with him!

“You’re looking wonderful this evening,” Massimo said suddenly.

Elena recalled how much of her outfit had been acquired by Massimo. It made sense that this would be one of the few times he complimented her looks. She rolled her eyes fondly,

“Thank you,” she said. Elena pointed to his own blue outfit. “Is blue the Ferraro family color, or is it just your favorite color?”

Massimo frowned. Why was Elena changing the subject? “We don’t have family colors–just the crest of lions surrounded by vines and flowers.”

Elena nodded. She helped herself to some pasta. “You should eat some of this while it’s still hot,” she suggested.

“I’m enjoying something hot right now,” Massimo replied. After a moment, he smiled at her.

Elena looked disapprovingly at Massimo’s glass of whiskey. “As you doctor, I need to warn you drinking on an empty stomach is a bad idea–so is skipping meals,” Elena said.

Massimo followed Elena’s eyes to his whiskey and frowned. Sighing, he helped himself to a nearby dish, not caring at all about what he put on his plate.

After a while, Elena stood up and stretched. “Thanks again for the meal, but I should be heading out now.”

Massimo quickly stood up, too–and nearly knocked over his chair in the process. “But it’s barely been an hour, “he complained.

This banquet was supposed to last for hours, stretching on into the evening. When Elena got too tired, he would sweep her off her feet and carry her to the limo. If he was lucky, Elena might even fall asleep next to him during the drive home.

But none of that would happen now. Massimo hadn’t even gotten Elena to flirt back at him yet. She hadn’t even blushed at any of his compliments.

Everything was falling apart. Nothing was going according to the mafia don’s plan.

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