Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 320

Chapter 320: You Are Always Welcome Here

"You are always welcome here," Vee continued warmly. "Stay as long as you want. But next time, put on something before rushing out of the house."

Val groaned dramatically, covering her face with both hands. "Ugh... don’t remind me, please," she muttered, her embarrassment returning full force.

Vee laughed softly. "Well, it certainly made an impression. Besides, it’s not like Marco minded."

Val lowered her hands slowly, narrowing her eyes. "What do you mean?"

Vee raised an eyebrow knowingly as she sprinkled a bit of powdered sugar over the pancakes. "Marco does have the hots for you."

"Yeah?" she asked, trying to sound casual, the slight flush on her cheeks betrayed her.

"Yeah," Vee confirmed. "It’s written all over his face. It’s not exactly subtle anymore. Do you maybe feel anything for him?"

Val remained silent for a moment, her fingers tracing the edge of the countertop as she searched for an honest answer.

"I don’t know how things got so complicated. I’m beginning to question everything. I’m not even sure I have my own head screwed right anymore," Valentina confessed.

"But you do feel something?" she asked, careful not to push too hard yet unwilling to ignore the truth lingering between them.

Val hesitated, her gaze dropping to the floor. After a moment, she exhaled slowly and nodded. "Yes..." she admitted.

Vee absorbed the confession with a thoughtful silence. "Val, you are getting married in a few weeks. If you need time to—"

"No!" Val interrupted sharply, her head snapping up. "No... I am getting married. This is just piqued curiosity. It will pass." She forced a small, resolute smile, trying to convince herself as much as her sister. "Ricardo and I have built a life together. He’s the father of my child. I’m not throwing that away over... confusion."

Vee sensed that Val’s emotions were far more complex than she was willing to admit, she chose to respect her wishes. With a gentle nod, she returned her attention to the pancakes. "Alright," she said softly. "But remember, whatever happens, you don’t have to face it alone."

Soon after, the house filled with the comforting sounds of breakfast. Luca joined them, freshly dressed for his trip. The dining table quickly became a stage for lively banter.

Val wasted no time in resuming her teasing. Marco, seated quietly beside them, found himself caught between amusement and contemplation. Vee’s laughter rang freely, her earlier worries momentarily forgotten, while Luca’s playful threats of "fire and brimstone" only fueled Val’s relentless teasing.

Despite the humor, an undercurrent of tension lingered, growing more pronounced as the meal drew to a close. The reality of Luca’s impending departure began to settle over them.

When it was finally time for him to leave for Italy, the laughter faded, replaced by a heavy silence. Luca stood near the entrance, his travel bag resting by his side. Vee approached him first, her composure wavering as she wrapped her arms around him.

Even with Luca promising again and again that he would be fine, Vee couldn’t stop crying. Luca held her gently, whispering reassurances into her hair.

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