Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 149

Chapter 149: You Will Not Believe Me

Julian arrived at the airport right on time to pick up the rest of the family. He stood near the entrance with his hands in his coat pockets.

He had been sent ahead a few days ago to inform Luca that a relative of theirs was getting married in New York, a flash marriage sort of.

The kind of sudden wedding that usually meant one of two things in their world—either a political alliance needed sealing quickly, or someone had gotten themselves into trouble that required immediate fixing.

Julian didn’t particularly care which it was.

Family events in the Genovese circle were rarely about romance.

He glanced briefly at his watch.

Because while the rest of the family believed he had simply come ahead to deliver a message to Luca...

Julian had used those extra days for something else entirely. Information. Observation. Preparation.

Don Genovese didn’t like announcing his travel plans over the phone. He considered it careless. As a matter of fact, he didn’t like using the phone period. So instead of risking loose words on an open line, he had told Julian to come to New York in person to inform his brother ahead of time.

Of course, Julian had gone to see Luca.

He had disrupted his brother’s dinner date, but left the part out about their father and his wife coming into town.

He couldn’t wait to see the look on Luca’s face.

Luciano Genovese prided himself on always knowing what was happening around him. Being caught off guard—even by something this simple—would grate on him.

Julian smiled faintly to himself.

The first figure to show up was Don Genovese.

Julian straightened immediately.

But the moment his eyes shifted past his father—

His lungs stopped functioning. He knew she was coming.

Bianca exited the doors with effortless elegance. The wind caught lightly at her hair. She was always a marvel.

A dream. A sensation.

Julian felt the familiar ache settle quietly in his chest, the same one that had followed him since the day she married his brother.

It never got easier seeing her.

But somehow he never tired of it either.

Once Don reached him, Julian stepped forward immediately and bowed his head slightly, taking his father’s hand and kissing the heavy ring resting on his finger. 𝓯𝙧𝙚𝒆𝙬𝙚𝒃𝙣𝙤𝒗𝓮𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

"Welcome."

Don Genovese nodded once, his sharp eyes already scanning. "Where is Luciano?"

Julian lifted his shoulders slightly in a mild shrug. "I don’t know. I thought he would be here too."

"Did you tell him I was arriving today?" Don asked.

"Yes, I did. Must have skipped his mind."

Behind their father, Bianca stepped forward gracefully, clearly waiting for a pause in the exchange before inserting herself into the conversation.

"Julian..." she greeted softly. She gave him a small smile.

And in that small smile was a quiet appreciation for the role he was playing in this little surprise.

For keeping the element of shock intact.

Julian returned the smile politely. "Bianca...welcome to New York. First time?" Julian asked. He opened the car door for her.

"No. I visit from time to time. But I haven’t been in years." She smiled as she slid gracefully into the back seat.

"I already said you wouldn’t believe me, Dad." Julian replied evenly. "Case closed." He shifted gears smoothly as the car merged into the flow of traffic.

"I think you should take Julian seriously, Don." Bianca chipped in. "Something is going on with Luca," she continued. "I just... I can’t understand it. He doesn’t even pick my calls."

Don Genovese frowned slightly. "Well, he will explain himself when I see him, wont he?" he fumed in his seat.

*****

When Veronica got home that night, she had a quiet evening planned.

Luca had informed her that he would be staying a bit longer wherever he was. He had called the pizza parlour and couldn’t give details. But his business needed more time.

Still, she missed him. Terribly.

The apartment had felt unusually empty for the past few days. Without Luca’s presence filling the space—everything felt strangely quiet.

So basically, her night was supposed to be dinner, wine, TV and then sleep.

Without Luca, there was no excitement.

Just routine.

She pushed open the door to the annex, kicking off her shoes lazily as she stepped inside, already mentally planning which bottle of wine she would open first.

But when she entered and found Bianca sitting on the sofa waiting, her stomach dropped.

The sight of her froze Veronica halfway across the room.

She knew exactly who it was. She had only seen Bianca briefly once before—on a video call—but even that short glimpse had been enough to leave an impression.

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