Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 160

Chapter 160: He Is Here

Nonnina pushed open the doors to the suite the Genovese family were using.

"Don Genovese!" Nonnina cried.

Don Genovese lifted his eyes slowly from the glass of whiskey he had been holding.

It had been a long time he had seen that frightened look on her face.

"What is it?"

"Luciano, he is here. He is angry."

Nonnina watched as Julian jumped to his feet.

He stood, moving in front of Bianca.

Shielding her.

She had been sitting comfortably on the sofa, flipping lazily through a fashion magazine.

Don Genovese observed the scene quietly.

Soon Luca’s footsteps came through the steps, approaching steadily.

Each one echoed through the hallway like a countdown.

"Father, you have to do something." Julian yelled.

The desperation in his voice was impossible to hide now. His body remained planted firmly in front of Bianca, like he actually believed he could physically stop what was coming.

Don Genovese gave him a long, unimpressed look. "Like what? Stand in the line of fire like you are being foolish to do right now. He isn’t going to shoot her but he might shoot you."

The footsteps were closer now.

Right outside the door.

Nonnina clasped her hands together tightly, whispering prayers under her breath as her eyes darted toward the entrance.

Then the door handle moved.

And everyone in the room knew exactly who was standing on the other side.

As soon as Luca entered, he pulled both guns in both hands.

The door had barely finished swinging open before the first shot rang out.

Luca didn’t pause. Didn’t even blink. His arms extended smoothly, one gun in each hand, his aim precise even in the chaos he was creating. Bullets tore into the walls, shattered lamps, ripped through paintings that had hung untouched for years.

Glass shattered violently as one of the large windows cracked, shards raining down across the floor.

Furniture wasn’t safe either.

A bullet splintered the arm of a chair beside Julian. Another tore through the wooden cabinet near the door, sending bottles and crystal tumbling to the ground in a sparkling cascade.

Everything went up in chaos.

The gunfire echoed off the high ceilings, turning the room into a violent storm of noise and destruction.

But Luca never aimed directly at them.

Every shot was a warning. Every shot was pressure.

All he wanted was for Julian to get out of the way.

"Luciano, have you gone mad!" Julian shrieked.

Julian had instinctively ducked when the first shots rang out, dragging Bianca slightly behind him, but the bullets kept coming, tearing apart the space around them.

Luca advanced steadily. His face was frighteningly calm, his eyes locked onto Bianca like she was the only thing in the room that existed. "get the fuck off my way!"

Julian held his ground.

Whether it was bravery, stupidity, Nonnina didn’t know anymore.

By the time Luca reached him, the gunfire stopped.

He knocked Julian up the side of the head with the butt of the gun.

Julian staggered sideways instantly, crashing into the edge of a table as the weapon slipped from Luca’s hand and clattered to the floor.

Before anyone could react, Luca’s other hand shot forward.

He grabbed Bianca by the throat.

The grip was hard, unyielding, his fingers closing around her neck like iron.

Bianca gasped as he shoved her backwards.

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