Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 162

Chapter 162: I Heard She Was Shot

Luca was sitting on the sofa in the hospital room, watching every slight movement of Veronica as she slept. He had asked Valentina to go home and take a break. The girl had looked at him like she wanted to argue, her eyes full of questions. Even Marco had looked like he was about to explode from the flurry of questions coming from her, but Luca had been in no mood to talk. Not to them. Not to anyone. His gaze fixed on Veronica’s face. He was still angry that he hadn’t killed someone that day.

The anger sat in him like poison. He had been so close. So fucking close.

He had promised Vee she would be safe. Promised her that anyone who harmed her would die. It had been a simple promise when he said it.

But he had never thought that promise would have him face off against his own family.

His gaze flickered to her hand resting on the blanket.

A sudden vibration cut through the silence of the room. Luca’s head lifted immediately, his instincts snapping into place. He thought it was his phone. His hand moved toward his pocket automatically.

But the vibration continued.

His eyes shifted toward the bedside table.

Veronica’s phone was lighting up against the wooden surface.

Luca stood slowly and reached for it. The moment he saw the name on the screen, his jaw tightened.

Cassidy.

He thought he handled this fucker already.

For a moment Luca simply stared at the name as the phone continued vibrating in his hand.

Apparently the idiot still hadn’t learned.

Luca glanced at Veronica again. She hadn’t moved. Her breathing remained slow and even. His thumb slid across the screen and he lifted the phone to his ear. "Hello, Cassidy." He drawled.

"Luciano Genovese. Picking her calls now? Did you finally have her killed?" Cassidy spat.

The venom in the man’s voice came through the phone so clearly Luca could almost picture his expression.

"I see you still have some misplaced bravery left." Luca said lazily. "What do you want?"

On the other end of the line there was a short pause.

"Just checking in," Cassidy finally said. "I heard she was shot... by your wife. Imagine that."

Luca’s eyes hardened slightly. "I don’t have time for this."

"I called to see if she is okay. Nothing more."

The line went dead before Luca could respond.

Was Cassidy still waiting for her?

The thought was almost funny.

The man was going to wait forever.

Because Cassidy didn’t understand something very simple.

Veronica wasn’t something you waited for.

She was something you fought for.

Something you bled for.

He leaned back in the chair, exhaustion pressing into his bones now that the adrenaline of the last few hours had worn off.

The door opened quietly, pulling him out of his thoughts.

"Boss, everything is done. Need anything else?" Marco asked.

Luca glanced over at him. Marco stood near the door. The man looked tired but he still carried himself with the same disciplined loyalty he always had. "No."

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