Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 222

Chapter 222: What I Want Is You

"Maybe that’s cause I have been trying to get in your pants," Julian said with a shrug, deliberately lightening the moment.

Bianca gave him a withering look this time. "Men..." she muttered, turning away slightly as she crossed her arms.

"Hey!" he protested lightly. "We can think with both brains at the same time, you know."

Bianca let out a soft chuckle. "No... no you can’t," she said, shaking her head. "Only one brain functions at a time." "And the longer one wins every damn time."

"Ouch! That’s mean," Julian said, placing a hand dramatically over his chest as if wounded.

"That’s true," Bianca replied without missing a beat.

Both of them broke into laughter. It was rare, these moments. Julian shook his head lightly, still smiling.

"You know, Dad is thinking about getting me a wife," he said, his eyes flickered toward her, watching closely for her reaction.

Bianca’s brows lifted slightly, her expression shifting into one of mild curiosity. "Oh? Is that what you want?" she asked.

"What I want is you."

She gestured lazily to his cock, then back to his face. "See? case in point," she said.

Julian smiled, unfazed. "I’m guessing Cassidy is doing a good job keeping you satisfied," he added.

Bianca’s eyes narrowed slightly. "Do you really want to go there?" she asked.

"No, actually," he said. "Just want to be sure you are not falling for this guy."

"I don’t fall for idiots," she said. "The guy seems stupid to me," she continued, a faint edge of disdain creeping into her tone. "I mean, I get that he wants to use me to get information on Luca," she said. "But did he really think I wouldn’t have found out everything I need to know about my husband’s mistress? Did he really think I didn’t know who he was from the get go?"

"You let him think he had the upper hand," Julian said after a moment, more a statement than a question.

Bianca’s lips curved slightly. "Of course," she replied. "It’s easier to control people when they think they’re the ones in control."

"Well, love makes people do stupid things," Julian said. "Like me, right here with you. And all I can do is think about kissing you."

"I told you to stop saying things like that," she said.

Julian took a slow step closer, closing the distance just slightly, testing a boundary he knew he shouldn’t be touching. "I cannot help it," he replied quietly.

Bianca’s jaw tightened, and she turned away from him, moving toward the map. "When you remember I am your brother’s wife, it should help," she shot back.

Julian let out a faint breath behind her, running a hand through his hair as he watched her. "Doesn’t cross my mind half the time," he admitted.

"Try harder," she said.

"Give me one night, Bianca," he said. "Just one."

"And how will I look at you across the dinner table after that?" she asked. "With my husband next to me."

"You do what you do best," he said. "Pretend."

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