Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 214

Chapter 214: My Back Is Killing Me

"I did!" he admitted quickly, raising his hands defensively. "I did, alright? But there was nowhere else to look!"

Her mouth opened, ready to retort, but he wasn’t finished.

"Besides," he continued, "I swore I slept on the couch. And right now... my back is killing me! So please, just... take it easy on me."

Vee’s lips twitched in a smile. "Thank you," she said finally, the warmth creeping into her voice. "Thank you for telling me. Thank you for being honest with me. I know this... what we have is challenging."

Luca shook his head, his eyes darkening with a seriousness that silenced the playfulness for a moment. "That’s not why it’s challenging for me," he said. "It’s challenging for me because you are not my wife. You’re not the one I take home for anniversaries... for family dinners... for celebrations that matter," he continued, like he was laying out the truth of himself for her to see. "You’re not exactly missing out on anything with my family anyway—but I want to be with you with pride. Truly." "I want you to wear my ring," he said finally. "I want everyone to see you and identify you as Mrs. Luca Genovese. I want everything possible with you," he said. "Every part of my life, every piece of my world—shared with you." His hands found hers, lightly gripping,

"Not just the easy parts, the celebrations, the dinners, the smiles... but the hard parts too. The decisions, the choices, the battles we fight every day. I want to face them all with you."

Vee swallowed hard, feeling the intensity of his gaze, the sincerity in his words, the need for her to understand not just his desire, but his longing.

"And yes," he added quietly, "That includes... every hidden part of me I usually guard. Because with you, there’s nothing to hide. I want you to see it all... and still choose me."

Her lips parted slightly, a shiver running down her spine, the closeness of him, the vulnerability, the unflinching honesty—it was overwhelming. She rested her head against his chest. Her arms wrapped around him, holding on. "Me too, love," she murmured.

Luca’s hand came up instinctively, settling at the back of her head as he pressed a gentle kiss to her hair.

For a moment, they just stood there. No arguments. Just the quiet, fragile space they had carved out for themselves.

And in that silence, their minds drifted— To what could have been. To how different everything might have been if their paths had crossed earlier.

Luca knew, with a certainty that he would have walked away from his wedding for her. That was how deeply she had rooted herself into him. He shifted slightly, his hand moving from her hair to her chin, gently lifting her face so she could look at him.

Her eyes met his. Then he leaned in and kissed her. The kiss had everything he couldn’t put into words.

His lips moved against hers, building, deepening as she responded. Her hands tightened around him before sliding upward, fingers finding the buttons of his shirt. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

One after the other, she undid them. The way she touched him sent a steady heat through his chest.

Her palms pressed lightly against his skin once the fabric gave way, and Luca inhaled sharply, his grip on her tightening.

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