Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 172

Chapter 172: I Feel So Foolish

Cassidy’s brow lifted slightly. "You will be home alone in Vienna."

Bianca shrugged one shoulder. "I’ll just spend the time with my family and wait until Don comes back."

Waiting. That was the theme of her life lately, wasn’t it?

Waiting for Luciano to forgive her.

Waiting for him to want her.

"Good," he said softly. "You shouldn’t be alone right now. You need people to take care of you."

Something in his tone must have struck a chord because her gaze softened.

Then suddenly—

She leaned closer to him. Her fingers grabbed the front of his shirt and pulled him toward her.

Cassidy barely had half a second to register what she was doing before she leaned forward, aiming to kiss him.

But Cassidy turned his face just enough.

Her lips brushed past his cheek instead.

Bianca pulled back slowly, her brows knitting together in confusion and embarrassment. "What... what is going on right now?" she asked.

"Bianca... I..." He shook his head slightly. "You’re married."

Bianca’s face flushed immediately. "Oh my God," she groaned softly, leaning back into the booth. "I feel so foolish."

Cassidy sat up straighter instantly, waving a hand quickly as if trying to erase the moment. "No... no... you shouldn’t be. No! Think about it." His eyes locked onto hers. "You are married to Luciano Genovese. Do you have any idea the kind of man he is?"

Cassidy was selling the act perfectly now—concern, admiration, even a hint of fear carefully woven into his voice.

Meanwhile, beneath the performance, his mind worked quietly.

The fastest way to someone’s heart...was to not be available when they think you should be.

"Its not like anyone is going to tell him," she said. "and besides, you think I would be here with you if he gave one crap about me." She was used to admiration. Used to power in the form of beauty, lineage, wealth.

Being ignored by Luciano Genovese must feel like standing invisible in a room where she had always been the sun.

"So," he said calmly, "I’m supposed to do what?" His eyes held hers steadily. "Fill the hole your husband left behind?" He paused just long enough for the words to sting. "Quite literally?"

Bianca’s face flushed with wounded pride.

Then she slid out of the booth abruptly.

"I have to go!"

Cassidy didn’t move to stop her. He didn’t apologize. He didn’t chase her. He simply watched as she grabbed her purse and walked quickly toward the exit.

Cassidy leaned back slowly.

A faint smile crept across his lips.

No woman wants to feel unwanted.

Especially not a woman like Bianca.

He had struck exactly where he intended to. Her pride.

She would come back.

Of that he had no doubt.

And when she returned...

She would give him everything he wanted.

Everything.

*****

He rubbed a hand over the back of his neck, expecting the usual interruption. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

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