Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 170

Chapter 170: Weddings Are A Tedious Affair

But the moment stretched awkwardly.

Because Veronica didn’t relax into him the way she usually did.

He felt the tension in her shoulders.

The stiffness in the way she held herself.

"Everything okay?" he asked.

"Yeah, uh... I’m fine."

He pulled a chair closer to the bed, sitting down so their faces were level. "I tried to hurry back," he said, attempting a lighter tone. "Weddings are a tedious affair."

Normally she would have rolled her eyes. Or made a sarcastic comment.

Instead, she stared at him for a long moment.

"You have to let me go, Luca."

His brows furrowed immediately. "Let you go where?"

"We have to end this," Vee said quietly. "Now."

For a moment Luca simply blinked at her.

Completely thrown.

"What are you talking about?"

Veronica pushed herself up slightly against the pillows, frustration flashing across her face. "What am I talking about?" she said incredulously. "How can you even ask me that? I... we are a disaster!"

Luca stared at her like she had suddenly started speaking another language. "Says who?" he asked flatly. "Did they up your morphine or something? Are you delusional right now?"

"I can’t let you keep doing this," she said.

"I still don’t understand," Luca replied. "Keep doing what?"

Veronica looked at him like the answer should have been obvious. "The things you do for me."

"I don’t get it," he said slowly. "What do I do for you?"

Her chest tightened.

Because suddenly the words Don Genovese had spoken earlier echoed loudly in her head.

He saved your sister.

He is giving up a life with a woman who dedicated herself to him.

He is willing to suffer just to keep you.

Her throat felt tight.

"You saved my sister," she said quietly.

Luca shrugged slightly. "So?"

"You destroyed your marriage."

"That marriage was dead before you existed."

"You almost killed your wife because of me."

"That was her fault."

"You’re fighting your father!"

"Been doing that since I was twelve."

"You shot your brother."

"I didn’t even do that for you. I did that for me."

Each answer came faster than the last.

"You don’t see it, do you?" Veronica whispered.

"See what?"

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