Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 164

Chapter 164: It Was Nice

"Me too," he said. "I actually went to see my mom."

"You did?" Vee’s eyebrows rose in mild surprise.

"Yeah... it was nice," he said.

"She’s well?" Vee asked carefully.

Luca chuckled. "Well is not actually a word I would use to classify my mother, but yeah, she is fine."

Vee smacked him lightly on the shoulder. "You’re a terrible son," she teased.

"Trust me, I know," Luca said softly. "Get some rest, love. I’ll be right here. I’ll just go change and come back to you. There’s a guard at your door for precaution. Nothing else. Nothing like this will ever happen again. I assure you."

She leaned back slightly into her pillow, relaxing. "Luca?"

"Hmmm..." He hummed in response.

"I’m obsessed with you," she whispered.

"Oh, how the tables have turned," Luca said, the corner of his mouth curling into a grin. He leaned down, pressing a careful kiss to her forehead. "I love you," he said quietly. "I love you ridiculously much."

She let her eyes close, a faint shiver of relief passing through her as she let herself sink into the fragile comfort of his presence.

Luca stayed where he was, watching her.

*****

Julian was heavily dosed from the painkillers in the private clinic in Luca’s house.

His thigh was thickly bandaged, the wound beneath it throbbing in slow, pulsing waves. Even through the medication he could feel it—an angry reminder of the bullet his own brother had put there. His muscles ached.

He drifted in and out of a hazy sleep for what felt like hours before finally opening his eyes.

Bianca sat by his side, reading a book. She looked strangely peaceful there, curled slightly in the chair beside his bed, one leg crossed over the other as she turned a page.

The painkillers blurred the edges of reality, but not enough to hide how beautiful she looked. He had imagined this scene a thousand times before—Bianca close to him, Bianca staying beside him, Bianca choosing to be there.

But he had never imagined the circumstances being quite so... dramatic.

"Hey, you’re here," Julian said.

Bianca looked up instantly. The book closed in her hands as she stood. "Are you alright? Do you need me to call the doctor?" Her eyes moved quickly over his face.

Julian managed a weak smile. "No... no... just stay with me."

Her shoulders relaxed slightly at that. "Alright, alright. I’m here. Do you need anything? Water? Are you still in pain?"

"The painkillers are so good," Julian said, letting out a slow breath.

"Why did you do that?" she asked.

Julian blinked slowly. "Do what?"

"Fight your brother for me."

Julian looked at her like the answer should have been obvious. "I’d do anything for you, Bianca."

Bianca frowned slightly, confusion flickering across her face. "But why?"

Julian let out a quiet breath, the painkillers making the moment feel almost dreamlike. "Wh... why?" he murmured. "Can’t you... don’t you see it?"

"See what?" she asked, genuinely confused.

How could she not see it?

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