Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 261

Chapter 261: Let Go Of Me

The pan came first. It flew through the air, clattering against the wall just inches from his shoulder. Veronica was already moving again before it even hit the ground.

"I don’t want to talk to you!" she shouted, grabbing whatever she could reach. "I don’t want to see you!"

A spatula followed. Then another pan. Then a heavier pot that scraped loudly against the counter before she hurled it with everything she had.

The kitchen turned into chaos in seconds—metal clanging, objects crashing, her breathing breaking between every throw. Some of them hit him. Most didn’t. But Luca kept moving forward anyway, closing the distance step by step, like pain was not enough to stop him.

"Stop!" she screamed.

His arms came around her before she could grab anything else, pulling her in sharply against him. The sudden restriction made her gasp, her body instinctively fighting against his hold. "I’m sorry!" he said quickly.

"Let go of me!" she fought harder, twisting in his arms, pushing against his chest, trying to break free. Her nails scraped against his shirt, her breath uneven, her face flushed with anger and humiliation.

He didn’t release her. Instead, he moved them. One forceful motion and suddenly she was pressed back against the kitchen island.

Flat and held in place. His hands trapped her wrist above her as he leaned over her.

"Hey!" he snapped. "I had no choice!"

The anger came back harder and stronger.

"It doesn’t matter what you were trying to prove!" she shouted. "It doesn’t! I’m out," she said suddenly. "I’m not doing this anymore," she continued. "I don’t want to be with you anymore. I don’t love you anymore."

"Sure you do!" Luca asserted. "You love me."

The certainty in his tone only made Veronica’s anger flare hotter. Her body strained against his hold again, every muscle tensing as she pushed against him. Her anger didn’t let her notice it but she was pushing her ass into Luca’s erection. He grit hit teeth and stayed focused.

"You going to put that to the test again?" she shot back. "Because I assure you—I will shoot you this time. And there better be bullets in the fucking gun."

"I don’t care if you don’t love me anymore, Bambola," he said. "I’ll love you enough for both of us," he continued. "And I’m never going to let you go."

The words should have sounded romantic. But now, they felt like chains.

"Get off me... please," she said, the fight in her voice cracking just slightly, enough to let exhaustion slip through.

"Will you stop fighting me?" he asked.

"Never."

"You see how we have a problem," he said.

Veronica let out a bitter breath. "You can’t hold me forever," she said.

She just hadn’t believed that cruelty would ever turn on her. "Please...I can’t do this anymore. I can’t. It’s too much. Let me go, Luca." 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮