Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 362

Chapter 362: You Know Me Too Well

That earned another round of laughter. The stylists resumed moving around them. Carol looked at the two girls again, two stunning, loveable women too pure for this world and also with a streak of craziness just right for this world.

This was madness. But it was theirs. And if Bianca had to hear the sound of Luca laughing with Veronica downstairs while the whole family gathered to celebrate what could never be hers, well—

Perhaps that was not cruelty, perhaps that was justice.

*****

Marco was still searching for something to wear and already hated the entire process with a depth that felt spiritual. He hated suits, genuinely despised them. They were too stiff, and every formal occasion seemed to require him to wrap himself in one and pretend he was not thinking constantly about when he could take it off again.

Unfortunately, this occasion absolutely called for one. So there he was in the guest suite, barefoot, wearing nothing but a pair of shorts, bent over his half-unpacked travel bag. Shirts had already been tossed across the bed. One pair of trousers lay abandoned over a chair. A tie had been flung aside with visible resentment.

He combed through the bag again, muttering under his breath. "Come on," he said to no one. "Tell me I packed at least one thing." He heard the front door opening and closing and footsteps approaching. He knew exactly who it was. He would have known those footsteps anywhere.

A moment later Carol appeared in the doorway of the bedroom, one shoulder resting lightly against the frame, a blazer hanging from her hand.

"I thought you may be having problems with what to wear," she said.

Marco turned. "Ma..."

There was a smile in his voice before it even fully reached his mouth.

Carol lifted the blazer slightly. "Just throw it on over whatever you’re comfortable in and you’re good."

Marco walked toward her at once in relief. He took the blazer from her hands and looked it over. "You know me too well."

"Yeah," Carol said dryly. "Fortunately."

The blazer was perfect, of course. Good cut, understated, elegant without trying too hard.

He held it up against himself, already less doomed than he had been thirty seconds ago.

Carol had arrived for one purpose and was already preparing to pivot to another. "So..." she said.

Marco looked up.

"Valentina, uhn?"

He froze. The blazer lowered by an inch. Marco realised too late that the gift had strings attached and the strings were maternal in origin, which made them impossible to cut politely.

"Oh, don’t give me that look, Marco," Carol said. "You are my son. What did you think? That I wasn’t going to notice?"

Marco let out a slow breath and looked away, suddenly far more interested in the blazer hanging from his hand than in her face. "I’m sorry," he said. "I know... I know it’s wrong." His jaw tightened slightly. "I know you’re disappointed."

Carol stopped dead. Then she raised one dark, perfectly shaped brow in open disbelief. "Disappointed?"

Marco looked up.

"Why in the world," she asked, "would you think I would be disappointed? She is a fantastic girl."

All the lecture he thought she was going to give him—judgment, caution, loyalty, timing and not wanting him to die stupidly—this had not been one of them.

"She’s engaged," he said quietly.

Carol’s mouth twitched. "Yes... that. You know the rules of the famiglia," she continued. "So I will assume you have thought this through."

Marco gave a grim little nod. "Yes."

This was not some reckless crush he had stumbled into and could simply walk away from once he regained common sense. He had thought it through too much, if anything. Thought himself sick with it. Lied to himself for months. Stood back. Stayed quiet. Watched her with another man.

It wasn’t.

"She was supposed to break it off," he said. "But Ricardo is gone. I am trying my damndest to find him," Marco continued. "Because it is getting difficult to hold on any longer."

"So," Carol said after a beat, "she feels the same way about you too?"

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