Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 234

Chapter 234: It Kills Me Everyday

"I can’t give you a marriage, Vee," he said. "I cannot give you a wedding. I cannot get you excited like this. It kills me every day," he continued. "I thought I could handle this... Believe me, I thought I could."

Vee’s grip on his arm tightened slightly, her heart sinking as she listened.

"I can’t," he said finally. "I’m sorry. At this point," he added, "I’d offer my soul to the devil to marry you."

"I thought you were the devil..." she said softly, attempting to lighten the moment, her lips curving into the faintest hint of a smile.

He shot her a dark look in return.

"I’m sorry," she said quickly, lifting her hands in surrender, a small, apologetic smile tugging at her lips. "I couldn’t help it." She tilted her head. "Remember when I used to say I would never love you?"

"Yeah..." he said, a small, reluctant chuckle escaping him despite everything. "You were very convincing."

"I meant it," she admitted. "At the time, I really did. Look at me now," she continued, stepping closer. "All I dream of is marrying you. I look forward to what marriage with you is like," she added. "Will I have the urge to wake up in the morning and smother you with a pillow, as I already do?" 𝕗𝗿𝕖𝐞𝐰𝗲𝕓𝐧𝕠𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝐨𝚖

Luca let out a real laugh at that.

"Or," she went on, her eyes softening, "will you wake me up with a cup of coffee, like you already do?"

His gaze dropped briefly to her lips.

"Will we love each other every minute of every day..." she continued, "as we already do?" She reached for his hand then, her fingers slipping into his. "We already have what matters, Luca," she said, holding his gaze. "The rest?" She gave a small shrug, a gentle smile forming. "It’s formality."

He stood there, staring at her, like he was trying to reconcile what she was saying with everything he believed he couldn’t give her. "I tried to ask Bianca for a divorce," he said.

"I’m sure that didn’t go over so well," she said carefully.

"No," Luca said, shaking his head slowly. "But she made a few strong points. She can’t quit the familia. That’s the number one thing."

Vee’s brows pulled together slightly. "Number two?" she asked gently.

"The marriage," he said slowly, "wasn’t just about us. It was a merging of families. Of corporations. Of power." He swallowed, his jaw tightening. "My father and her father have too much to lose. I don’t know what to do, Vee," he admitted. "I can’t get out of it."

She wrapped her arms around him. His body gave in, his arms coming around her, holding onto her.

"And now with Val and Ricardo..." he continued. "It’s just..." He trailed off, searching for the right words, his grip tightening just slightly. "I feel like a loser."

Vee’s hold on him tightened in response.

"I feel cheated..." he added. "It’s a horrible feeling."

She pulled back just enough to look up at him. "Let’s be happy for them," she said gently. "And pretend it’s us."