Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 391

Chapter 391: You’re Allowed To

"Now when you say things like that..." she whispered, pulling him closer. Her mouth brushed near his, her tongue grazing his lower lip in a slow, teasing touch that made his breath catch. The smile in her voice softened. "I just want to love you even more."

"You’re allowed to."

"I know."

"I want you to," he whispered against her lips.

"I know that’s why I am obsessed with you too," she said.

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A bit later, Luca headed back down. By then, Commissioned looked less like an elite nightclub and more like it had hosted a very angry hurricane in police boots.

Luca took one look around and sighed. "Animals," he muttered. He found Voss in the garage with his team.

The garage sat beneath the club, lit by harsh white lights. Vehicles were lined up—black, silver, midnight blue.

Voss had men checking tool cabinets, storage lockers, boxes of supplies, and the undercarriage of one of Luca’s cars.

Luca rolled his eyes. "Do you guys get paid by the hour or something?" he asked. "So you pretend to be hard at work."

A few officers looked up.

Voss straightened from beside a metal workbench, his coat slightly dusty now, his patience clearly worse. "Why? Are we getting warmer?"

Luca smiled and walked straight toward him. He moved slowly, casually, but the men around Voss shifted all the same. It was funny, really. They had badges, guns, the blessing of the court—and still, they made room when he approached. "I have indulged you enough, Detective Voss," Luca said, stopping a few feet from him. "And right now, honestly, you should be thanking me."

Voss gave him a flat look. "Thanking you?"

"Yes. I have given you purpose." Luca glanced around the garage.

"You think I have nothing better to do than dig through your trash?"

"I don’t know, Detective Voss." Luca tilted his head, studying him with infuriating calm. "Tell me, how many cases have you solved in the past year?"

Voss said nothing.

Luca’s smile sharpened. "None."

Voss took a slow step closer. "You have been checking in on me."

"I keep my enemies closer."

"Is that all you do?"

"Does this tactic work on the criminals you arrest, Detective Voss?" Luca asked, his voice calm enough to be insulting. "Or do you think me stupid?"

"I will get you."

"I’m sure you will," Luca said kindly. "You seem very devoted to the idea. Unfortunately, your devotion is beginning to grate on my nerves. So, get yourself away from my place of business. Night time is when I make money. Some of us have to work for a living. We don’t all get paid by the government to harass innocent entrepreneurs."

"I have a warrant, and I will be done when I will be done."

The humour faded from Luca’s face. "This is when you should know I am not an ordinary man," he said softly.

Voss held his ground, but his jaw tightened.

"Whatever you have," Luca continued, "whatever you do, it is because I allow it. I have indulged you," Luca said, "so you realise I have nothing to do with your quest. So you can set your sights elsewhere and actually get the job done."

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