Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 150

Chapter 150: I’ve Been Waiting For You

Still, the screen had done her no justice.

In person, Bianca was something else entirely.

The woman was a walking menace.

Tall. Elegant.

Her hair fell perfectly around her shoulders.

If she hadn’t settled to be a wife, Lord knows she would have made it as a model breaking millions of hearts.

There was a cold sort of perfection about her that made Veronica suddenly aware of every crease in her clothes and every strand of hair that had escaped her ponytail during the long workday.

Bianca looked like she had stepped out of a magazine.

Veronica looked exactly like she had stepped out of a pizza kitchen.

"I’ve been waiting for you." Her accented voice cut through the silence.

The Italian in it was unmistakable—carrying the quiet authority of someone who expected to be listened to.

Veronica forced her feet to move again.

Of all the things she had imagined happening tonight, running into Luca’s wife in her living room had not been one of them.

"Hello." Veronica said, placing her bag on the sofa.

Bianca’s eyes moved slowly over Veronica, studying her. "At least you have the decency not to fuck my husband in the main building." she said, getting to her feet.

Even standing there delivering insults, she looked composed—like cruelty was simply another accessory she wore well.

Vee did not like this. She did not like this one bit. Her pulse began to thud louder in her ears, the quiet evening she had planned dissolving completely into something tense and ugly.

Because what exactly was supposed to be her retort to a woman whose husband she was sleeping with?

What moral high ground did she stand on?

This was what Luca had reduced her to.

Veronica forced her shoulders to stay relaxed.

Forced her voice to remain steady.

"What can I do for you?"

"You?" Bianca chuckled. "Nothing...Where is my husband?"

Veronica swallowed once before answering. "He went on a business trip."

"Isn’t that just cliché," she said lightly. "The wife asking the mistress for the whereabouts of her husband."

Veronica felt the sting of her words even though she had already accepted the role.

Accepted it because of Luca. Accepted it because loving him had somehow become stronger than her pride.

"Do you need anything else?" Vee asked, staying calm.

The politeness in her tone was deliberate.

A line she was trying to hold.

Bianca laughed softly again, shaking her head like the entire situation amused her far more than it should. "Again, no! I merely came to see the shameless slut who had the audacity—"

"I’m going to stop you right there! I refuse to be insulted. If you have a problem, take it up with your husband."

Bianca pulled her hand back and slapped Vee in the face.

Veronica’s head snapped sideways from the force as the sting exploded across her cheek.

The sharp burn spread slowly under her skin, her ear ringing faintly.

Oh hell no.

The thought flashed through Veronica’s mind with blinding clarity.

Bianca slowly lifted her head, one hand touching the side of her face where the mark was already beginning to bloom. 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

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