Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 193

Chapter 193: Sunday Is The Actual Party

"My parents are making a big deal of it. My mother... she’s unstoppable."

"I’ll be sure to indulge her then," he said.

"Thank you," she said softly. "According to her program," Bianca continued, "it’s going to take the entire weekend. There’s a family retreat for tomorrow... I’m sure they just want to gather the familia, mostly talk business, but whatever... and Saturday is a simple dinner. Sunday is the actual party."

"So... you’re going to be busy all weekend," he observed.

"Yes," she said. "But it’s nothing I can’t handle. My mother will drag me through the motions, but I’ll survive. Our wedding was worse."

"Will keep that in mind," Luca said. His gaze remained fixed ahead.

"Thank you for doing this," she said after a moment. "I know with everything going on with us, you don’t have to."

"It’s fine," he said simply. "Let’s just get it over with."

She nodded once, silently, turning her attention back to the road as the city blurred past them.

Patience, she reminded herself. Patience always won.

*****

The kettle sat untouched on the stove.

Veronica stood there, her back partially turned, her fingers resting lightly against the edge of the counter. She had placed the kettle there moments ago but her mind had never followed through.

It lingered instead on her sister, on the strange urgency in her voice, on the way Valentina had insisted—insisted—that they needed to talk only after Luca had left.

That alone was enough to unsettle her.

Veronica turned, her brows drawn together in quiet confusion, her gaze settling fully on Valentina now.

"Why is it so important that Luca had to be away before you talk to me?" she asked. "I don’t understand."

Valentina stood near the small kitchen table, her fingers tracing absent patterns against the surface, her thoughts clearly tangled somewhere between fear and resolve.

"Ricardo told me..." Valentina began slowly, "that Luca only offered him the job as Commissioned club manager because of me...so Ricardo wouldn’t go back to Italy."

"Yeah," Veronica said after a moment. "So what?"

It didn’t seem like a problem.

Luca did things like that.

It was who he was.

"What I am about to tell you..." Val continued, lifting her gaze now, meeting Veronica’s eyes fully, "will make you angry. And then... well, Luca reacts based on your feelings."

That was true. She had seen it, witnessed it.

"I don’t want Ricardo to lose his job," Valentina finished softly. "At least not because of me."

"Val, just talk to me," Vee sighed.

"We broke up."

Vee’s expression changed instantly, her features melting into concern, love, protection. "Oh, baby... I’m so sorry." She moved, stepping toward her sister, arms already beginning to lift, ready to gather her. But Valentina stepped back quickly.

"No, wait," Val said. "Uhm... there is more."

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