Undressed By The Mafia God novel Chapter 402

Chapter 402: Don’t Leave Me

"Bambola," he murmured, easing one hand to her wrist. "I’m just trying to cover you."

She shook her head against the pillow, eyes filling without spilling over. "Don’t leave me."

"Now, why the hell would I do that?" Luca asked.

"Because your life would be much better if my dad never asked you for a favour."

"My life is much better, thank you very much," he said. "Would you let me go?" He raised a brow, trying for humour, trying to give her a familiar version of himself to hold onto.

Vee only looked at him with heavy, unfocused eyes. "You think so," she whispered, "but it isn’t."

"Babe..." Luca exhaled slowly, forcing his hand to relax. "Can we discuss this in the morning?"

She shifted suddenly, pulling herself up just enough to press a light kiss to his mouth. His eyes narrowed slightly.

He pulled back a fraction. "Have you been smoking?"

"Maybe."

Luca shut his eyes. "Goddammit," he swore.

The anger flashed back. "What in the hell are you doing?"

Luca tried to shift, but she refused to release him. "Veronica....I am not leaving." He sighed and stopped fighting her grip.

Instead, he slid one hand beneath her waist, careful not to jostle her too much, then shifted his weight and turned them over in one smooth movement until he was on his back and she was lying on top of him.

Vee settled against his chest, still clinging to him.

"There," he muttered. "You win. I am captured." 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

Her cheek rested over his heart. Luca stared at the ceiling, one hand resting across her back, the other slipping into her hair.

"This isn’t how you heal, Bambola."

"That’s the thing," she admitted quietly. "I don’t want to."

"Why not?" he asked.

"I don’t want to heal," she whispered, "because I don’t want to forget."

Luca’s arm tightened around her.

"I want to stay angry," she said.

Luca brushed his fingers through her hair slowly. "I have enough anger for both of us."

"I don’t want your anger. I want mine."

He frowned.

"I need mine," she continued. "I need it to fuel me."

"For what?" Luca asked softly.

Vee was quiet for a moment. Then she lifted her head slightly, eyes distant. "I’ll know when I see it."

A chill passed through him. He understood her too well, way too well.

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