Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 204

Chapter 204: The Car Is Waiting

The man nodded once and immediately stepped away, already reaching for his phone. Luca turned back.

Fifteen minutes? He could be there in ten. Less, if he pushed. His fingers brushed against his phone again, the urge to call her clawing at him, but he stopped himself.

If she was truly in trouble, a call could make things worse. "Luca!" Bianca’s voice followed him.

"The car is waiting," she said, slightly breathless, still trying to hold onto the evening’s script. "We have to leave."

"Head on over there," he said flatly. "I’ll meet you there." Bianca stopped in front of him, her brows drawing together, irritation flashing across her face.

"Luca," she said, more firmly now, "you cannot just leave me behind." His head turned sharply toward her, eyes dark.

"Fucking do as I say." He was already turning away again, already moving, already done with this conversation, this night, this entire charade.

Don Genovese approached. "Everything alright here?" Luca turned to him.

"Dad, your car keys. I need your car keys. Are they with you?"

"No."

Luca’s gaze snapped away immediately, scanning the area. And then he saw Julian. He was standing just a few feet away, confusion already beginning to form on his face as he watched the scene unfold.

Luca crossed the distance in a few quick strides. Julian barely had time to register what was happening before Luca was right in front of him.

"What—" He didn’t even finish the sentence. Luca’s hand dipped straight into his pocket, fingers closing around the keys without anything resembling courtesy.

"What the hell are you doing?" Julian snapped as he stumbled back slightly, more out of surprise than resistance.

The keys were already in Luca’s hand, his focus already somewhere else entirely. Behind them, the crowd had begun to gather, drawn in by the disruption. Eyes followed Luca, whispers spreading quickly, confusion layering over curiosity.

Bianca stood in the center of it all, completely exposed. Her hands hung at her sides now. She watched him as he walked away.

The humiliation didn’t hit all at once. It crept in. Through the silence, the stares, the unspoken questions hanging thick in the air.

He was leaving her on their anniversary, her night as ruined. And she knew exactly who had done it.

A slow, burning heat crawled up her spine, settling into her chest, her throat, her face. By the time Luca reached the car and the engine roared to life, Bianca looked like she might combust where she stood.

The tires screeched slightly as he pulled away, the car disappearing into the night. Julian watched him go, still processing the audacity of what had just happened.

Bianca turned to him. If looks could kill, Julian would have dropped dead on the spot. He raised his hands slightly in surrender, asking himself what he had done wrong..

"Come on," Don Genovese said, stepping in, placing a firm but reassuring hand on her back. "Head to the resort."

He opened the car door for her himself. "Come on." When the time came, and it would, she would deal with Veronica personally.

Not through schemes or intermediaries. With her own hands. And by familia standards? 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚