The Mafia King's Unknown Doctor Wife novel Chapter 236

Chapter 236

“Oh?” Elena teased. “So why did you pick this flower for me then?”

Massimo grinned. There was a certain beauty in keeping himself hidden from Elena like this, and it all was because Massimo didn’t need to watch his words or actions. Here, Elena was his wife and he was his husband- which meant he didn’t need to suppress a single romantic urge that came to mind.

“It has a beautiful light purple color that darkens beautifully in the moonlight,” Massimo said, letting his voice. drop even lower as he whispered directly into Elena’s ear. “Then its scent grows sweetest, though you can still get a clear whiff of it now. Plus, it’s easy to pluck from its garden and enjoy anywhere.”

Massimo tightened his grip on Elena’s other arm, enjoying the way her breath hitched in anticipation. For a moment, he was concerned he had taken things too far.

But then Elena had just licked her lips and picked up a new flower. “What about this one?”

Massimo grinned. They were definitely both having fun.

A few hours later, Massimo guided Elena into a car. It wasn’t until he had guided her into the passenger seat of one of his cars that Elena seemed to notice they were no longer in the office building.

“Where are we going?” she asked.

“A restaurant,” Massimo replied. “It’s a small, fancy place–you’ll love it.”

Massimo had been careful to pick a place he had never been with Elena before. Yet Elena frowned.

“Is that the best idea? There’s got to be a dress code,” she pressed.

Elena gestured at her plain clothes and her blindfold. Her movements were still a little off as she was unused to not having her sight, but Massimo understood them all the same.

“I don’t want us to go all the way there just to not be allowed in,” Elena said. “And honestly, I don’t want anyone else seeing me like this–I do still work as a doctor in this town after all.”

Massimo had thought as much when he was planning this date. “Don’t worry,” he said. “I rented out the restaurant–we’ll have complete privacy.”

Instead of Elena relaxing, her body actually tensed up.

“Can you really afford that, Max?” Elena asked hesitatingly. “That must’ve been really expensive, I mean, and I don’t want you getting put in a bad situation from just trying to impress me…”

Massimo wanted to curse. Right, he was just supposed to be a normal mechanic. And normal mechanics didn’t have the kind of money lying around that a mafia don does.

Elena was just starting to suggest cancelling the reservation and seeing if the restaurant would offer at least a partial refund. Massimo needed to come up with an excuse fast if he wanted to save this date!

“Oh, well, the owner is… an old school friend of mine!” Massimo lied. “And it’s more like… I got us a private room that they sometimes rent out. Which my friend let me do for free, as like, a favor.”

Luckily, Elena easily believed Massimo’s story. “Oh. That was nice of him,” she remarked simply.

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Dinner in a private room was odd. Elena couldn’t see her meal, so she had to rely on her husband’s help even

more.

At first, he merely guided her hands, showing her where her plate and silverware were. But that wasn’t enough -Elena quickly lost track of things.

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