Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 244

Chapter 244: I Know You

"Please," she whispered again. "This is not what you think."

"Then I need you to listen to me and go down to my car. Now."

Veronica shook her head immediately. "I can’t... Luca, I cannot. Please." Her voice trembled, her eyes already stinging with tears as she took a step toward him. "I know you."

Luca’s jaw clenched so tightly it looked like it hurt. The muscle ticked at the side of his face, his teeth grinding together as his hand trembled faintly at his side. He had nowhere to put the anger—no outlet, no release—and it was building fast, pressing against his control.

His eyes searched her face again. "Are you hurt?" he asked.

Veronica shook her head quickly, almost frantically. "No... no, I’m not. I promise. I swear. I’m good, very good."

Then, without another word—he lowered his hand and slipped the gun back into his pocket.

He turned his back on both of them and walked out of the bedroom. Cassidy just stood there, still holding the gun, watching Luca leave with a guarded expression, like he didn’t trust the silence any more than he would trust a threat.

Veronica immediately followed. Her heartbeat still racing as she trailed behind Luca down the hallway.

At the front door, he paused briefly, glancing down at the damage he had caused. The broken wood, the splintered frame—and there, on the floor, the slug he had fired through the keyhole.

He bent slightly, picking it up between his fingers. Then he straightened and pulled out his phone.

Veronica stood a few steps behind him, watching, unsure of what was coming next. He dialled and the call connected almost immediately.

"Tell Valentina to calm down," Luca said, his voice returning to that same cold, measured tone. "Her sister is fine. She will be at her house soon."

A brief pause.

"Nonnina should have her rest."

He ended the call and slipped the phone back into his pocket. He turned then. Finally looking at her. "Go home."

"Luca, please... let me explain," she tried.

"I told you not to come here."

"I know but—" Vee started, stepping closer, desperation creeping into her tone.

"Did he fuck you?"

"How—how can you even think that?" she asked. Her brows pulled together, her chest tightening as she stared at him.

"Its late," he said instead. "Go home."

"Luca..." she called again, like she already knew she was losing him in this moment.

But he was already walking away. Just turning his back and heading straight for his car like the conversation was over.

Veronica stood there, rooted to the spot. This was worse than anger. At least anger meant he still felt something loud enough to show.

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